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Manjula - Continuation of Fun

After I unloaded my cum in Manjula's pussy, we laid there for few minutes. After that I saw the illustration of me taking her virginity on my bedsheet. One big blob of red and my thick semen atop it on my bedsheet which has been spread in one direction. My dick was also covered in blood on one side. Mmmm, I loved that sight.
We washed ourselves well in the bathroom, while she was pouring loads of water in her pussy, she was complaining of burning sensation in her pussy. Burning or no burning, I wanted to have more sex and so did she.

After washing and drying up, we climbed back in bed. We started touching caressing, kissing each other all over the bodies. During this time I pushed her mouth on my pelvis. I urged her to take my dick in her mouth. I asked her has she not seen in porn movies, she said, she has rarely seen a porn. In any case, she took my dick in her mouth and I asked her to suck it like a lollypop. Inexperienced though she was, but she soon started sucking the dick hard and strong. Her energy blew my brains away. And as she kept on the pace, I realized that she is neither tiring nor minding sucking my rod. I goaded her to lick my balls and the tube. And she was all OK with the same. Did as she was told with great gusto. Waves and waves of pleasures ran through my body when she licked my balls and area below the same with thick strokes of her wet tongue.

Her energy was non-ebbing, she showed no signs of tiredness which most women complain when sucking a dick for long periods. Her saliva was all over my dick and balls and instead of sitting, I just laid down on my back while she kept on working on my dick. I helped her by thrusting my dick in her mouth by lifting my hips.

And when I felt my ejaculation building, I thought not to give her any warning and shoot my load directly in her mouth. And when the first jet of my cum hit her throat, she fumbled a bit but recovered quickly to keep her job going. She drank some of my cum, while some more of it trickled back from her mouth on my dick.

That night we continued to explore our bodies and kept fucking each other and we made love some 4-5 times before exhausted we slept in each other's body in a heap.

I was woken by my door bell buzzing and it was over 11AM. I looked around and wrapped a towel before I peeped out of the main door. Prerna was at the door. She said, she came to borrow some tea leaves. I mocked anger at her, she looked around the drawing room and saw scattered objects. I invited her in, she pulled my towel and held my dick and asked me, "Khoob Chai Pilaayi?" I pushed her out of the house and came back to the bedroom. Where Manjula asked me who was there. I told her some neighbour who wanted to borrow some sugar.

We both were hungry, we had not had anything to eat in the night.But rather than food, we both craved for each other's body. We fucked one more time before bathing and taking some food. She complained of abdominal pain and burning and itching sensation in her pussy. But whole day we kept on making love repetitively disregarding her discomfort.

Sadly by Sunday morning, the pain had increased and she was having frequent urge to urinate and was running fever. I had to rush her to a doctor who said, it's honeymoon cystitis. Assuming us to be newly married, doctor advised her to take it slow and have proper lubrication.

Before the next week passed, we started living in. Like a proper newly wedded couple, we made love like rabbits, she missed her office on few days.

However, our love story and live-in both were not to last long and we broke up with-in 3 months. How and when, is another interesting story

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Manjula - Breakup

Manjula moved in and we started living like a couple in our live-in relationship. We fucked each other daily and sometimes multiple times, under the influence of beer and otherwise. Result, Manjula started missing her office pretty regularly. Sometimes she gave excuse of not being well, some other times not getting up well in time and so on. She retained her other flat as well, because she wanted her parents to assume that she was staying with her female friends and not in a live-in.

I on the other hand, was regular to office, but my extra-curricular activities with Richa, Prerna and Savita Bhabhi came down to almost ZERO.

Staying together was mostly fun and Manjula was untiring in sex. She could fuck and suck all day and night. Mostly while I was reading newspaper in the morning, she would start sucking me on the couch and would keep on it sometimes for as long as an hour, till either I cummed in her mouth or was ready to fuck her. However, staying together we had our issues. We fought about her not going to office, career, money and other things. She started pestering me for meeting her parents. She was also very suspicious and kept on checking my phone for calls and sms. Though she never knew about any of my relationships of the past, but she had grave suspicion about the same.

We frequently used to go to her old flat and we all got little friendly with time. On the other hand, she was very reluctant to spend time with any of my friends. Though I was also a movie buff, but the kind of expenses she wanted of eating out every other day, movie every other day, beer every other day was putting some strain on my purse.

And so came January end. It was her birthday. Her other roommates were demanding a party and it was she who decided that we would have her birthday party at her flat with her friends and me. It was decided that I would bring loads of beer and would order food and cake. Though, it was a very expensive proposition at that time, somehow she made me agree for the same. After some deliberations we shifted the party to the Saturday falling next of her Birthday.

And then came the D Day. For the preparation I brought 18 beers for 5 people, ordered a lot of food and a big cake for the same evening. I also went to that flat and bought lot of ice and put the beer in buckets by placing loads of ice around them, so that it is chilled for the evening.

And on that evening; I was the only male present and 4 females who were in the room. We started with beer and by the time we were on second beer, we started playing "Truth or Dare".


(I don't remember much of how the game progressed or even the names of the girls; so now onwards I would create the game purely out of imagination and would bring the climax as it happened. Also, I was surprised as to how crude girls can be when they are in a pack.)

Let's assume the names of other 3 girls as Kritika, Ahana the bitch (There is a story behind it as she was thought to be most crooked by all girls and Ahana also agreed) and Sonali . The rules were simple, I would ask the first question and next would be the person who last answered or dared would ask the question or choose the dare.

I started rotating the empty bottle of Beer and the first time the face of the bottle stared at Sonali. She choose Truth.

I asked her, "Are you a Virgin?" She replied - No.

Next the bottle pointed to Manjula, and it was Sonali's turn to ask. Manjula also choose Truth. Sonali asked her "How is Shobhit in bed." The answer was awesome.

Next Bottle again pointed to Sonali and it was Manjula's turn to ask the question for Truth Sonali choose. Manjula on a rebound asked her whom she lost virginity and Sonali replied her Boyfriend in first year of college.

Next bottle pointed to me, I also choose Truth and Sonali asked me, "What body part of Manjula did I like most" I replied, "she is all good", all girls booed and I was asked to choose one part and I said, "Boobs."

Bottle next pointed to Kritika, who also choose truth, I asked her, "What she likes most in sex" Kritika replied "Kissing" as she had never had full sex.

Next Bottle pointed to Manjula and she choose Truth, Kritika asked Manjula, "what was the best part of my body." Manjula, shied and said "Lips"

The bottle kept on moving and we kept on asking some silly questions. Till Bottle again came to me and I choose "Truth". Kritika asked me which girl other than Manjula I liked the most in the room and why? I replied, "Ahana" because she had nice body structure" All booed and asked me to explain. I told then that she had awesome boobs, very small waist and tight ass"

So questions like what have you inserted in your pussy last to how many sex partners did you had flew thick and broad in the air. I lied on count and replied 4. Sonali had said she had 6 sex partners.

Ahana somehow had escaped all the rotations and by the time her number came for the first time, everyone had 2-3-4 rounds of questions. Ahana surprised everyone by choosing "Dare".

Girls collectively gave a hooting sound and after some deliberations they asked her to kiss anyone in the room on the mouth. She choose Manjula and they both kissed.

More and more beer was flowing and it seems that everyone was waiting for someone to choose a dare and now everyone was choosing "dare" with impunity. Girls were kissing and feeling each other freely, pressing boobs and bums. They were laughing themselves silly and blushing at the same time. My dick was making a tent in the jeans I was wearing and I was shifting it; the girls pointed at that and laughed themselves silly.

And then I choose Dare. It was Sonali's turn to give me a dare and she dared me to show my dick. A collective sigh escaped every girl but Manjula said, "No No No" We can not be such shameless. All girls overruled her and I slipped my Jeans and girls laughed when they saw a wet spot on my underwear, I flashed my dick and slipped on my jeans once again.

A fight broke out amongst the girls and Manjula and I calmed everyone down. But the sobriety was back and next Kritika choose Truth. It was my call and I mischievously asked, "Did you like my Dick?" All girls said in unison, "It's awesome"

For quite some time girls kept on asking silly questions to each other before my turn came again and I choose "Dare" Kritika was the caller and she dared me to kiss Ahana. I played coy and said, no and then changed to if only Ahana agrees. There was a stalemate and the next dare was to be thought. So Kritika changed the dare to remove your jeans and sit.

All girls were eyeing my dick. I have never felt so much pleasure about my body either before that day or after that day, but Manjula again played the spoilsport and pulled my T shirt over my underwear.
I licked my fingers when Ahana also choose dare and I dared her to sit by removing her T shirt. All protests by Manjula was being overruled ruthlessly by Kritika and Sonali who were clearly drunk and I was very much in sight of Bra covered tight boobs of Ahana.

Kritika played safe and choose Truth thereafter. Ahana, the bitch that she was, asked her, does she fancy my dick. Kritika said Yes.

Manjula wanted to end the game and so I also toed her line. But again girls overruled us saying, game would go on as long as beers last.
To my surprise next Ahana was asked to Kiss me. Ahana rose to the occasion and without even a thought stood and moved over all bottles and while I also tried to get up, caught my head and placed her lips on mine and we had a small kiss while other girls laughed and hooted. Manjula was not pleased. Surprisingly it was Ahana's turn again, so it was decided that let her choose her own truth or dare but it should be naughty. Ahana stood up and did a sexy dance moves like a stripper, the only thing she did not remove her clothes and even thrust her jeans covered bum on my face in the dance. I teased Ahana why she was not choosing truth and she said, she does not want a secret to be out.

Being the only guy meant that focus was on me. Girls were ganging up pretty fast. Opening calling that they wish next number was mine and so on. Ahana the bitch anyways asked Manjula who was the next prey to remove her Shirt as well. Now she was not the only one with bra clad boobs. Manjula sitting next to me and Ahana sitting across were in their bras.

Manjula cringed when Kritika choose Truth and she asked her to tell some secret or other. Anyways, the game kept on progressing till I was again in the spot after a long time and I was asked by someone to remove my T Shirt. I did the same with aplomb. My raised dick was now not hidden. It was covered with my underwear only. Bur when I also came down to a daring Kritika I also tried to get equal and asked her to remove her Jeans.

Manjula repeatedly asked for the game to be closed but beer was flowing. Sonali and Ahana were asked to flash her boobs. Kritika also had to remove her T shirt. And it was my turn again. I pleaded that I not be asked to remove the underwear, so girls collectively decided to ask me to suck Manjula's boobs. Girls got close to have a closer look and someone placed her hand on my bums.

However, when Ahana's turn came next, I suggested that she be asked to reveal the secret she was trying to hide so much, she protested but the girl who was to ask question still said that she only wanted to know and then she confessed that she was in an incestuous relationship with her cousin. Girls seemed to know that guy and they sighed and so on.

Ahana now asked Manjula to give me a blow job. Everyone protested including me. But then Ahana the bitch was so mean. She stood her ground and Manjula gave me a couple of fast sucks on my dick. Ahana came and touched my dick. So did Kritika.
Now comes the climax or anti-climax as people would like to consider it.

I choose Dare next and Manjula dared me to fuck her in front of everyone.

A dare is a dare. I had to, I fucked Manjula in doggie style and then in missionary style. Ahana and Kritika watched me closely, at times touching my dick and playing with my balls. This is the closest I have been to gang bang. I heard someone complimenting me on my size and stamina. But I had to unload my cum in Manjula's cunt.

Thus the crazy game ended and on the way back drunk me and Manjula had a fight over my intentions and that I wanted a blowjob from someone, which I did not remember.

We came back to my place and had fight. Resultantly she moved out next morning and we broke up.

I and Manjula belong to same college and have came across each other many times. She is married with kids but relations between us are very cold ever since that night and nothing has happened thereafter between us ever since

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Bhai if you have story till that part so you please post it here

no one is having this except me.....

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Agree with Pcirma- It abruptly ended with Jasleen when Dishi was to catch them- all planned

u will definetely going to read what happened next...keep glued

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Thank you for posting the story "Ab Tak 41 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male" by "Promiscuous Male" from the earlier forum.
The author left the story incomplete. He posted upto the chapter "Girl 42 - Jasleen - Caught by Dishi".
You should have acknowledged the original author before copy pasting his story, that is why I gave negative reppes to you.

bhai be positive and enjoy....negative to koi bhi likh sakta hai...positive likho

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Jab We Met - Riya Thuvassery

The story of meeting Riya has to go back a little than we actually got involved and had a short but torrid affair.

The story started when I and Evelyn on a Monsoon weekend were in Lonavala. Lonavala has many waterfalls but Bushy Dam during Monsoons create a waterfall because of excess water flowing out of dam and on its steps. There is a huge crowd there every weekend and some of them are rowdy. There are times when a lot of people including college going boys and girls also form part of that crowd.

Also, there are some natural waterfalls which get created in Monsoon some distance away from Bushy Dam. Some college couple find some solace in such surroundings, kissing, nibbling etc on each other in relative privacy whatever they can get.

Now, I have been into drinking habbit since my early college days. And it was usual for me like many others to fill Coke/ Thumsup bottle with whiskey/ rum depending on the weather and take them with me while driving or at such places.

With this background, I and Evelyn were on one of our many such getaways to Khandala and Lonavala in Monsoon. And in the afternoon at that Bushy Dam waterfall, I was sipping my so called cold drink with Evelyn in my arms. And we started wandering about. Another couple was also wandering in near vicinity. From the looks they looked like college goers only. We reached a place which was all thick lush green forward and not even a soul on our back. It was the time when heavens decided to open up and it started raining.

We were all very wet anyways and decided to move back but we seemed to have been momentarily lost our way. And thus we all started consulting each other and giving directions. They assumed that I and Evelyn were married and they declared themselves engaged. And when the rain stopped and we were nowhere close to finding our real way back, I pulled out the ciggirettes which were in Evelyn's handbag, properly covered with another polythene bag and lit up. Hesitantly after a few minutes, the guy asked, if he could borrow one. I gave it to him and the boy and the girl took few drags each from that ciggirette.

Anyways, soon we found our way and we found out that we were staying in hotels which were just 200 Meters away from each other. Out of courtesy, I invited them to our room for booze. They also agreed and we had some booze in our hotel room. We exchanged phone nos. purely out of courtesy and the couple departed, promising to meet up in Mumbai and assuming that we won't ever meet again. I think friendships which flourish in such meetings have no after-life. But this did.

And one evening; when I was erasing unwarranted numbers from my handset the name Riya Lonavala came. I out of instinct, dialled that number. A sweet accented voice said Hello. I asked, "Is that Riya?" The voice confirmed. I asked that voice, "Did she remember a couple, she met at Lonavala?" She said, "Oh! Hi" How is Ma'am? and so on.

She was surprised to know that we were not married and we had a breakup also she confirmed that she too had a breakup. And so on and on we talked for few minutes. Also came to know that she was working in a call center and actively looking for a job. I asked her to send me her resume, as I may help her.

On a courtesy, I told her, if she is ever in navi mumbai, she should drop in and she said, I work in navi mumbai only, though she comes by cab from the western subarbs and using Thane Route, whereas I used to use Harbour line. (People in Mumbai would know that Mumbai runs on rails and various lines). In any case; we agreed to meet up some day. Again a courtesy.

Just that I did not want it to be mere courtesy. Her resume duly arrived when I sent her an sms with my email address. And I thought it prudent to make another call to her asking some irrelevant questions under gab of working on her resume. Dig out information that she has no serious affair and I never had. Her call centre was only 5 KM from my house, but the only hitch in her staying back for coffee was that she would have to take a long train journey to reach her home.
Two days later, I promised her that I would pick her up from her office and would drop her at Mulund Railway Station thus though it would still be one and half hour journey for her, it anyways is close to that time it takes her to reach home.

And we decided to meet.

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Riya - I am not THAT KIND OF GIRL - Blowjob on First Date

Truthfully speaking, I did not remember how this girl looked when I called her or even when I went to meet her. The only thing I remembered that she was slim, quite young and had a sweet voice. When I had met her with her boyfriend, I was drunk and when we exchanged phone nos. was also not in my memory. I remembered that she smoke, but did not remember whether she had a drink or not.

Anyways on the slated day, Friday, I made an excuse in office of going somewhere and reached the designated place in my Santro good 20 minutes before the scheduled meeting. I had given the number and colour of Santro for her to find me. I thought it to be just an exploratory meeting, which I have done dozens in my life without any results. Though there has been such exploratory meetings which have ended with mating.

Anyways at that place, I was lying low by pushing the seat back and may be have dozed off momentarily. I was woken by someone pounding on the passenger side glass of the door. I let the girl in not so great red and green colour Punjabi suit inside the car. She said, "You looked like a driver sleeping in that posture and I was waiting for 2 minutes to see if you were somewhere around." No, she also could not have recognized me had she met me in some other place.

"Yeah, tell me, what made you want to meet me?" She demanded the answer.

"Nothing much, just thought of meeting a pretty girl" I tried to flatter her.

"No one told me I am pretty" She countered.

"You have had lousy boyfriends in that case" I carried my flirtation forward.

"So Mister, where would we have coffee, or we would keep on talking in the car" She added to make me get moving.

"Coffee? I thought you liked something else."

"Oh yes, but I can't go home stinking of Beer."

"Vodka in Limca does not leave a smell"

I had lit up a ciggirette and offered to her, she took couple of drags and gave it back to me. When I offered her again, she denied. So she was not much of a smoker and probably not much of a drinker too.


Despite her protests and denials, I stopped the car at a wine shop and from that wine shop and near by shops I brought two half litre bottles of Limca, one half of Vodka and some tid bids. And back in the car, I poured two equal halves in Limca bottles thus making a conv. 3 big pegs for each of us. And despite her protests and denials she took the first gulp and said, its too hard a drink. And reluctantly I had to buy another Limca and dilute the drink to her comfort.

Those who know Navi Mumbai and Mumbai geography would know that these two areas have no open spaces. While I picked up the drinks and all we were at Rabale Industrial area and we just had to cross the creek to enter Greater Mumbai and drop her to Mulund Railway Station but I started travelling backward on Turbhe Belapur road towards Vashi.I had once been to a place behind Dhirbhai Knowledge City and assumed that area to be relatively free of people. And I am talking about some 12 years in the past, I don't know how that area looks like right now.

At this stage we were talking less and she was protesting more that she should not be late and should be dropped at the Mulund Railway Station and I was telling her to hang on and we should know little more about each other. I was doing all the questioning and she was replying between her protests.

There somewhere behind DAKC, I parked my car in relative darkness. I pushed back my seat and lit up yet another ciggirette and gave it to her. She took couple of drags and I calmed her down saying we would finish our drinks here and then she would be dropped.

And there I touched her arms, she pushed my hands and said, don't do it. I pushed her seat also back and she was in an awkward angle as she did not want to lie down. I reached out and grabbed her boobs. She reacted, "Oh God Shobhit! I am not THAT KIND OF GIRL" "Please did you bring me here to do all this?"

I told her that I understand her feelings and I had no bad intentions just wanted to have a good time with her.

Many a times in this I grabbed her boobs and everytime she reacted and she sat upright in her seat, sipping less of her drink and covering more of herself with her arms and hands to ward off any attempts by me to grab her boobs.

So I rather went on to explore her past. I asked her about that boy and all other boyfriends she had. I pulled her hand and placed it on my pants where my penis was making a bulge. She pulled it back and started another dialogue as to "Why do you men always think like that? Why you think that the girl would always be ready?"

I told her that when a boy is meeting a girl like this he wants to have a good time with her and sex is integral part of any relationship.

"But not like this, it feels so cheap" She was on and on with her protests.

I made fun of this statement and asked her, had I first taken her for coffee and then dinner and then to my room, she would have felt alright.

"No, but there has to be a connection."

All this while I was bringing her hand to my bulge repeatedly and somehow her defenses were weakening, or so I assumed. I was finished with my drink and she was just half way through of her first bottle of Limca. I threw my bottle out of window and rolled back the windows. Carefully removing her Limca bottle out of her hand, I pulled her on top of me, as I was lying on a pushed back seat and she was sitting in her seat. And I sealed my lips on her kissing her passionately. She wanted to get up but I was not allowing her and I grabbed her boob in one hand again.

Then I opened the zip of my pant and brought out my erect dick which was very wet from all the excitement and I pushed her face on my dick. I disregarded her protests and pushed my dick in her mouth.

I pulled up my sea half way and she resigned started sucking on my cock. I complimented her on her sucking skills and told her that it is a good connection that we are developing. Another 3-4 minutes and she asked me has she done enough to satisfy me.

"You are very good" I tried to flatter her.
"And you are a bastard" She said, irritated and resigned
"Beautiful girls love bastards" is how I countered her.

Again I pushed her on my dick and she sucked me for another couple of minutes and asked has she satisfied me now. I told her I have not cum as yet.

It was getting late so she and I masterbated myself and I cummed on some tissue papers in my car and we drove back to drop her.

On my way to Mulund Railway Station she was in foul mood but I kept on flattering her and asked her when can we meet again. She replied NEVER.


I asked her how my dick was and how many she had sucked. She replied, "don't degrade me."

All in all, I dropped her at Mulund Railway Station and told her I loved her. She said, she did not.
On my way back, I received couple of SMSes from her where she accused me to using her and that I was not a nice guy and she was feeling like a whore and so on.

And thus instead of talking on phone or cutting the contact, our conversations started on sms and that led to our next date and ultimately fucking

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Riya - Fucked

By the time, I reached home that Friday evening; I had few SMS in my inbox from Riya. I started replying back one by one. Assuring her that it was kind of mutual and her protests were taken by me as a mere pretense, because I felt that she was enjoying it. Pat came another SMS that she is NOT THAT KIND OF A GIRL.

I in between messages asked her, how she liked the sexperience. She replied bad and forgettable. I replied that I would love to have a sexperience she would remember. She replied NEVER and in your dreams kind of SMS. However, as the girl had not severed contact and was messaging me till late in the night, I was sure that I still had a chance of fucking her.

I convinced her over SMS that if it was my mistake, I had no intention of repeating it, but she was a pretty girl and I would love to be friends with her. She said many times, that she won't ever meet me again. I told her it was her mistake that she was so enticing and looked so sensuous. She replied Lair. I told her over SMS that the erection and wetness of my dick should have convinced her. She breathed fire through her SMS and all.

I stressed in the SMS that I wanted redemption and over dozens of SMS flowing through, I convinced her to meet again.

And thus next Friday we met again. This time she said NO to Drinks. A NO MEANS NO. We rather went for a cup of coffee, where she tried to show her anger and I tried to show that I am smitten by her. I dutyfully left her at Mulund Railway Station. I offered her a date on Saturday and she agreed and we settled for Sanjay Gandhi National Park. I as usual for me, packed one quarter of Rum in two half liter bottles of Thumsup reached the designated spot near Borivoli East Station. She wore Jeans and T shirt that day. I offered her a drink but she asked me - Are you an Alcoholic? I replied in negative. Anyways at the park, we chatted and did boating and all such kind of silly things which lovers do when they have no place to fuck. In between, I asked some irritating questions about her sexual preferences. She called me scoundrel and things like that. But she stuck. Did not run away. That day again, I did keep my distance and just held hands.
And I convinced her that she can come to my house next day, with an assurance that I won't do anything to her if she did not permit.

Once she was in my house, next morning, we realized, we have nothing much to do. My house did not have a TV, which I anyways abhorred. Did have a music system, but her and my taste of music did not match. So after two rounds of Tea which I prepared she wanted us to go watch a movie. But I told her I have not had a bath even. So she egged me to take a bath. I started disrobing in the drawing room itself. She started saying no no no and hid her face in a newspaper, while she was sitting in one corner of the Three Seater Sofa.

Not knowing what to do. I went and laid on the sofa and kept my head in her lap. She was wearing the same Jeans of the day before but a different T shirt. And when I laid my head on her lap, I was topless and was only in loose Payajamas from which the erection my manhood was clearly visible. She wanted me to get up but I put stay and said, I am not doing anything. I placed her hand on my head and she started caressing my hair. Lying there, I asked her many questions and it was quite sometime when I placed her other hand on my hairy chest and she instinctively started moving her hand on my hairy chest.

I bent her mouth on my mouth and we had our first proper kiss. She did not push me back or anything. Then we had our second kiss like that and then third kiss like that. Now I took her hand in my hand and pushed it in my Payajamas and on the erect tool of mine. She struggled to pull it back but during the fourth kiss, I made light of her struggles and she was holding my dick lightly inside my payajamas. Over next few minutes and more kisses, she was massaging my dick lightly inside my payajamas.

I made my next move, and lifted her T shirt and placed my lips just above her navel on her stomach. The slight change in firmness of her holding my dick was enough for me to deduce the girl was coming in heat.I placed my hand firmly on her boob while I licked her stomach and even lowered her jeans to reach her navel. At which the same voice came out of her lips, "Shibhit, Please! You promised not to do anything"

It was amusing to listen to it when she was holding my dick, her boob was firmly in my hand and my lips were on her stomach. But I did not want to spoil the mood and make her ice-maiden once again. I withdrew my hand and kissed her gently on her lips, took her lips in my mouth and when she withdrew her hand, guided it back on my dick inside my payajamas. But the spell was clearly broken. She said, "Chalo Na Shobhit! Lets go and watch a Movie." and withdrew her hand completely.


I instinctively knew that it would be difficult to build the mood by any other means than direct. I requested her for a blowjob. She refused, but I had removed my payajamas in a jiffy and begged her saying that her hand has done half a job and she should atleast complete it. Some fun for my sake, the most amazing sucker I had ever met. Please Riya, I know YOU-ARE-NOT-THAT-KIND-OF-GIRL but be conscious to some of my needs. OK, suck me for few minutes. I stood there on the side of the Sofa, and put one of my foot on the arm rest of the sofa, raising my erect dick so close to her face.

I cupped her face in my hands and gave her a deep kiss bending forward. Even though my dick began to loose some erection, my beggings continued till she held my dick and brought her mouth on it. Riya was not a good sucker but she was not totally bad either. But she was combing hand job with the blowjob so I had to remove my hands from my dick. After couple of minutes, she withdrew her mouth and asked me "Bas" (Enough)

I told her that its no fun like this and I would enjoy it more lying down in the bed and despite her feeble protests took her to bedroom. And in the bedroom, I kissed her hard and deftly removed her T shirt. She protested and rightly so, because her long used white bra was indication enough that she had not come prepared to be fucked. But despite her protests, I removed her Bra too and started sucking on those glorious dark brown nipples of hers. When her protests grew louder, I laid down in bed and begged her to suck me for sometime.

But, long erection meant that I wanted to pee badly. So even before she took my dick in her mouth again, I got up and pulled her in the bathroom to see me pee. I asked her had she ever looked at a man peeing. She wanted to go out but I was holding her while giving my dick a direction by other hand and the urine came in short bursts. I did not let her go out of bathroom till I had urinated and my dick had lost a considerable (but not complete) erection.

I asked her whether she wanted to pee, she replied no. With one hand I washed my dick under the running tap and we both came out. I laid down in bed holding her T shirt and Bra and asked her to suck me for sometime.

I could see that she was resigned and reluctant. The same looks she had the other day when she gave me a blowjob in the car. I was about to give up having mercy on her but she had taken my dick in her mouth by then and was trying her best to give me a blowjob and a handjob. I moved myself on one side and she had to climb on the bed. She was still clad in her jeans and her boobs were hanging. I moved quickly and placed my mouth on her vagina over her jeans. She was very discomforted by my this act and she again started protesting. I asked her whether anyone ever licked her. She replied no. I told her that it confirms she has had lousy boyfriends. And once again despite her protests the jeans were lowered and so were her maroon panties. Another proof that Riya had no intentions of getting fucked that day.


As I was certain things reached a different level when I placed my mouth on her unshaven cunt. It looked like waves and waves of pleasure went through her body and mind. I opened her pussy lips carefully and inserted my wet tongue in it vibrating it as fast as I could. Opening her lips, I carefully and with full thick tongue gave her licks from bottom to top. I felt it as a duty to give her the oral pleasure which she had never received and her moans were proof that she was enjoying it madly. She held the side of the bed when I gave her a deep kiss on the vagina taking both her lips in my mouth and sucking on it like I sucked her lips and there was moistness in her vagina. She had the first orgasm of her life. "What was this?" she asked me. "Pleasure! Which you missed till date." I replied.

All her inhibitions were gone. When I came up and licked her boobs, her hand was trying to reach my dick. I went on my knees and sideways so she could play with my dick. The trance was broken by some vibrations and it was her call. She picked up and sent an sms which was watching movie. The first indication that the girl was now completely mine.

I did not need to ask any questions when I pulled out a condom from under the mattress and rolled over my dick. She willingly opened her legs and I inserted her. And when she was fucked long and hard in missionary, doggie, cowgirl and reverse cowgirl position, she agreed that she had lousy boyfriends and she was finally dating a stud.

And towards the evening when I went to drop her on the Vashi Railway Station, I told her YOU-ARE-NOT-THAT-KIND-OF-GIRL but maintained my record that no girl ever left my house without getting fucked. She called me a bastard again. I said, Stud Bastard and we laughed.

Riya and I continued our affair for sometime. But distance between our houses was way too high. Minimum 2 and half hours. We started fighting fairly quickly and then we broke up. But before that I made her drink my cum, fucked her mouth and ass and made her pregnant once, which could be resolved by abortion by way of pills.
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Thus I close my Sojourns in Mumbai. I fucked 7 girls in 3 years stay there. I lost 4 (Evelyn, Fozia, Manjula and Riya) of them but continued fucking Richa, Savita Bhabhi and Prerna till the last week of my stay there.

After 3 years in Mumbai as Branch Manager, I negotiated hard with my company as I had better offers and came back to Delhi with a good hike and as Regional Manager and my Salary in Six Figures, which was a great deal in 2005.

The next year-end I got married but not before I was reunited with Kannu and had fucked my office widow Sanghmitra Chandra and another cousin of mine. I am sure, readers would be eager to know those details as well. So I will keep writing. Keep glued.

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GIRL 24 - SANGHMITRA - THE OFFICE WIDOW

Three things happened on the weekend when I landed in Delhi on 2nd of April 2005, I went and booked a car. And also, I gave a down payment for a Three BHK house in still developing Western Suburb of Delhi. But above all I had a weekend interview in a new company.
I had been away from the city for little less than four years and I had good time in Chennai and Mumbai adding 8 women to my score of girls and thus I boasted of a collection of 21 different bras and 18 panties. All names written with the lipstick of that particular girl and one of my fantasies was to have them on the walls of my new harem errr it was just a house and such kind of decorations could not be done. But it remained one of my prized possessions. On days I did not have had sex for few days, I used to masturbate fantasizing and reliving the sexperience of that particular girl.

So on Monday I drove to my old office in my brand new car just to hand over my resignation, the company though made all efforts to retain me, but eventually I left that company on 31st May 2005 after serving a notice of two months. But not before I was able to bed Sanghmitra Chandra and later steal her from the company.

A bit about Sanghmitra Chandra. Her husband was manager in our office prior to his passing away in a road accident. Sanghmitra was given a post as Store Manager and Accounts person in the same office on compassionate grounds, as the said manager was close to the bosses of the company. And when I met her, she was 34 years old and had a ten years old daughter to take care off. She used to stay in East Delhi and used to commute by Chartered Bus, a concept only Delhi people would be aware. All of her in-laws and maternal family was in North 24 Paraganas District in West Bengal not far away from Kolkata.

Whether it was fortune favors the brave or bastards get more chances, over the weekend I had also looked a two room accommodation in the same area, oblivious of her being in that area. But our houses were just 600 meters apart though in different CGHS Societies.

On Monday when I entered office, I met Sanghmitra, I was in two minds whether to give my condolences or not as it had been almost two years since her husband had expired. But the way she was laughing on that day, I thought better off than mentioning her husband. My first impression was that she was a typical Bengali woman. Healthy Black hair, though it was not long. Big and Deep mesmerizing eyes, even now when I look at Konkana Sen Sharma I think Sanghmitra had better eyes with so light eye makeup. She was lil healthy and had a round fair face so common amongst bongs. Ass and Boobs were in proportion. There were two more girls in the office but she was clearly the best amongst all though also the eldest.

However, my thoughts and comparisons were put to rest when boss came around 12.30 PM and I went in his cabin with my resignation instead of to take my new responsibilities. People in the office were oblivious of my plans and as was the custom in office, they had arranged a lunch on my behalf as I was the new Regional Manager. The boss was aghast at my resignation and tried to reason with me, increase my salary, give better designation, show me how I could grow with the company and our meeting kept on prolonging and prolonging till the patience of the staff ran thin and we were interrupted at 2.30PM. Boss ended the meeting with a comment that no one in the office should know about my resignation till he can think over accepting it.

During lunch I and Sanghmitra were pleasantly surprised to find that we are neighbors and thus I had a partner to travel with on my long drives to and fro from office. For first week ten days I could not make a move and was content of masturbating thinking of her. Our discussions revolved mostly about office and work and her daughter and how difficult it is for a single woman to survive in this city. Every single day in the evening she invited me for tea and I always declined.
ONe morning she casually remarked that she can't do anything in her in-laws house back in WB and rather would be a liability on her in-laws. "Akeli Aurat ko to sab use kar sakte hai, apne log hi sabse pahle koodte hai and then mere paas to ek beti hai" (Anyone can use a single woman and those closest would try to take benefit by prancing first and moreover she had a daughter)

That was the first day, when I touched her arm and assured her that not everyone is like that and things will improve for her. She thanked our old boss who was compassionate and treated her like a younger sister. Maybe because her husband was trustworthy man and what not. The emotional discussion meant that I touched her shoulder and arm a lot of times during that journey. My dick was clearly in revolt but I could not make a move. I think I was torn between sympathy and lust.

In the evening, again she started speaking how she is concerned about her daughter who is growing up. Though she had a maid who collects her from bus and then remains in home till she returns but the child would eventually be a teenager and then boys would be after her. "Is she as beautiful as you?" I blurted out and was sheepish immediately off my unguarded remark. She replied that she is no longer beautiful but yes, she was.

In another couple of days, I asked her why she did not get married again. She brushed that question aside and said, its not an age to remarry. I commented that if I were 10 years older and a widower maybe I could have proposed her. She looked at me and smiled and said, you are handsome and never should be a widower. She also asked me that why I was unmarried as I had also turned 28. I told her about my family and father with neurological disorder and how no one ever thought of my marriage. "Not even you?" She asked. I laughed and said, no I was enjoying my life still. Whatever she made out of this comment, she became silent.

And then in the third week of April, the news was finally broken to the office and other branches that I have submitted my resignation and would be leaving on 31st May. In the evening she remarked how within two weeks she got used to the comfort of traveling in a car and how safe it feels, but then all good things have to come to an end. I countered that even Chartered buses are safe. She laughed and said, "you are not a woman so you won't understand." But yes, she will surely miss me. You are a gentleman she remarked. Memories of Riya calling me a Bastard came to my mind and I asked her why she feels so. A woman can tell was her remark and she ruffled my hair.

Voila! It was not only me who enjoyed touching her she also tried to touch me. This noise from inside my brain tilted the war between Sympathy and Lust in favor of lust.

So when I dropped her at her place I held her hand and said, I will miss her too. She smiled and withdrew her hand after few seconds. Was it a sad smile? Was she just being courteous and I was making this all up? Did she really enjoyed my company?

I told all of this to Kannu over our IM Chat next day and somethings she said, she is living a sexless life and she could have hots for you. Has she not seen your monster dick? She would love it. Sookhe ke baad Baadh aa jaayegi uske liye to (It would be a flood after drought for her) She even egged me to go all out and even made fun of me that emotions like Symapthy could touch a man like me. I have clearly turned Buddha.

Same day when I came out of my cabin and I saw Sanghmitra was on her seat moving her head from one side to another side and trying to make some small circles of her head. No one was in that space, so I creeped behind her and placed my hands on the sides of her neck. She jumped. I said, "I can massage" and insisted and massaged the sides of her neck and shoulders for couple of minutes, she said, its so relaxing and thanked me.

In the evening she asked me whether I have a girlfriend? I told her with a tongue in my cheek that I don't like teeny weeny girls. What's that she asked? I said slim girls who have no intellect, no maturity and I was clearly portraying a picture of girl exactly opposite of her whom I did not like. She told me that there are healthy girls as well but they are not intelligent and mature I retorted.

Next day when I told Kannu about past days experience over IM, she said, "LIne de rahi thi, tune pakdi kyon nahi?" (She was clearly flirting, why did you not latch on?)


In the evening I pushed envelope a bit and told her that the last day I had lied a bit,I have had girlfriends but mostly for fun. She was silent for most of the journey and did not ask any questions except she invited me for tea when I dropped her. I smsed Kannu about it and she replied, if she comes and sits in the car next morning she was just digesting the information and if she dresses nicely that is your que.

And next day, she was very much waiting for me and I was aghast that half of what Kannu said was not true, she was dressed exactly the same as she was in past days, but when she sat in my car, I caught a faint perfume.

What next? Stay Glued. Pictures also coming up.

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Sanghmitra - Getting Close

As I narrated in my past post that I and Sanghmitra got commuting together and got talking about various subjects and Kannu was telling me that this lady was giving me hints and I should make the move.

The last night Kannu had told me that if Sanghmitra came nicely dressed next morning then it should be my cue.

And next morning when I picked her up, she was dressed the same what she used to on a normal day, a mundane Saree but when she came and sat in the car, I caught a slight perfume on her. She was chirpy along the way and was discussing many things. I was looking at her but was not sure how to make a move.

The day passed and I even had a word with Kannu as she was not on IM that day and she asked me to make a direct move in the evening.

Evening came and she sat in my car and we started our hour long journey back to our home. Be Direct Be Direct Be Direct was ringing in my ears.

I blurted somewhat sheepishly, "You asked me about my girlfriends, do you have any boyfriends?" She took offence of the statement and said, she never had a boyfriend and Shantanu was a good husband, he was the only man in her life and so on. I once again touched her arm to apologise, if I sounded insensitive.

Again, she invited me for tea and this evening I accepted her offer. But I insisted that I wanted to buy some chocolates for her kid. I spent good one hour or above at her flat, which was purchased by Shantanu, her late husband playing with her daughter and generally chit-chatting. I realized that the kid wanted to see a movie, I think it was Bambi - II which was not released in India but had rave reviews all over. I somehow managed CD of the same from somewhere and next Sunday planned and went there to her house to watch it with the kid.

Sanghmitra seems was not prepared for the same, she was planning to have a leisurely bath when I reached her house. She had her hair oiled and open while she was wearing a loose gown and nothing underneath. I caught the glimpse of her stiffened nipple through the cloth when she made Tea for me. I caught her hand and asked her to sit and watch movie with us. She surely was not prepared for this as well and she stumbled and caught me by my shoulder using other hand. But eventually she excused herself for bath and took some good amount to come out fully dressed in a Saree. They had plans to go for some outing and asked me to come along, I declined.

Like this our friendship grew a bit, but despite Kannu egging me I was not able to make a move and April rolled into May. This was going to be the most difficult pussy for me. I started ticking days as I was left with only 31 days to bed this Bong. And the Bong accorded opportunity herself. In the evening, she complained of body-ache. I said, I asked why? And she said - female problem, happens every month. I said, I can massage her, she said that she knows I massage well, she remembered the way I had massaged her shoulders in the office.

I invited her to my house, so I could give her a massage, she said no. So while driving itself, I brought my hand behind her neck and started making moves using my thumb and fingers. I used that opportunity to feel her bare back as she had made a bun of her hair. And when we reached her place, instead of stopping I drove straight to my apartment block. Small massage, just for few minutes. The blush on the face was clearly visible as she hesitantly climbed the stairs to my first floor house. By bachelor standards my house was pretty clean.

REst to follow:
Those thinking that she got fucked the same day would be dejected but there is still interesting things to follow.

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Sanghmitra - Speed Breaker

So in last post I told that I brought Sanghmitra home, though she was blushing but she came, now further.........

While she sat in the Sofa chair, I brought her water and offered Tea. She declined Tea and said she will come some other day. I moved quickly behind her and started massaging her shoulders and my hands roamed freely on her neck and exposed back. She was liking it and said, it is so relaxing. Her eyes were closed while she was enjoying the treat of my hand, I removed the Pallu of her saree and it dropped on her side, she did not protest.


I moved in front of her and placed her feet on the table, she protested but I removed her slippers and started massaging her feet and calf muscles. When I slipped my hands under her Saree I felt her shudder. I invited her to lay down on Three seater so I could massage her back, she said no, but when I gave my hand she got up and then she was lying on the Three Seater Sofa. She was lying face down with her back exposed and in two minutes her Saree and Petticoat was up to her lower thighs. She few times tried to push the Saree lower, but in a moment, it was pushed up by me on the pretext of massaging her legs.

And then I planted a kiss in her inner thighs at that stage. She placed her hand in her mouth which was already open. When I moved my hand further up her thigh, she caught my hand and said No. The reason was not that she was not enjoying it; she was menstruating. I chnaged places and now my hand was on her bare lower back, she started making some sounds of enjoyment.

I was fully dressed coming from office at that time.and I got up laid on top of her and kissed her back. My hands had already found way and were now holding her soft boobs.She was in sudden hurry to leave and asked me to leave her.

I did not leave her but continued kissing and kneading her. When I got up, she also got up and started correcting her Saree, but I caught hold of her hands and standing up I opened my trousers and pushed her hand in my underwear. She started massaging my dick. I kissed her deep on her mouth and slipped my tongue in her mouth. In between kisses she said, "bada hai" (Its big). I did not catch what she said and asked what? She repeated again, "bada hai." (Its Big) then I realized she was saying about my dick.

I asked her to continue, she said NO PLEASE. But I am not the one to leave the woman at such juncture. I pushed her on the sofa and lowered my underwear completely. Now her both hands were on my dick. By one hand she was massaging my balls the other was on my dick moving up and down.

"It's very big, much bigger than Shantanu" she said at some stage. Her hand was gently giving me a handjob and she started playing with my foreskin, bringing it back on the glance of my dick and pushing it back. And when I tried pushing her head towards my dick, she said, "Pahle Dho to Aao" (First go and wash it)

I went and washed my dick and when I came back, she had dbangd her Saree properly and was creating the crease again on her Saree. I told her, it would be spoilt again but she said it won't. I sat back in the Sofa and she sat on her knees and took my dick head in her mouth.
MMMMMMMMMMMMM was the sound that came from her mouth.


It was a lovely sight, I was still in my Shirt and Tie and wearing my shoes. She was in her office Saree, properly dressed taking my dick in her mouth. Unfortunately she was not a good sucker, but she still tried her best to give me oral pleasure for 8-10 minutes. I opened her hair and holding her by her hair, I pushed her on my dick. Most of my dick slipped in her mouth and she gagged. Immediately she struggled like a bitch and ran towards the sink where she started vomitting. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh she was not a deep throater.

Worse than that, the spell was broken, I moved to the toilet and released my load in the commode. When I came out after three-four minutes, she was still belching on the sink. I rubbed her back and she cleaned herself as best as she could and then left. I proposed to drop her but she declined and went off.

In the middle of the night, I got a call from her, that she is sorry, she got carried away and she can not cheat Shantanu and she would stop travelling to office with me. I calmed her down and said, I don't want her to feel sorry, we both got carried away and assured her that it won't happen if she did not like it. But in between certain sobs she said, she would not travel with me in any case.

Our relationship had hit a speed breaker.
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Sanghmitra - Pushing the accelerator to overcome the Bump

After the midnight speedbreaker, I called her early morning when after her kid leaves for college around 7.30AM. I convinced her to travel with me otherwise people in the office would make some stories about us. She was not comfortable but somehow my sweet talks convinced her.

In the morning we did not exchange even a single word, it was like two strangers travelling in a bus. During the day, over IM I told the whole incident to Kannu, who was of the opinion that women do suffer from guilt pangs in initial stages, specially if Sanghmitra has never had another dick than that of her husband as she proclaims. She also chided me for being too rough with her which broke the chemistry between us at crucial juncture.

During evening ride back home, I thought of being the boss and take the bull by the horns. (The conversation herein is illustrative only)

I: I want to ask you something?
She: Hmmmm
I: Are you still feeling guilty?

She: I don't want to talk about it.
I: But you were clearly enjoying the whole thing
She: Shobhit, please, stop the car. I don't want to travel with you.
I: No, but I need clarity, because I think it was mutual, you are making me feel like a predator. I can not live like that.
She: It's not your fault, I should have not come to your place.
I: But I never forced you
She: I told you na, its not your fault. It was my mistake only. Now please stop it.

Silence

I: I need to ask you two more specific things.

She: Hmmm

I: But you have to promise to tell me the truth.

She: Hmmm

I: Mmmm, don't get me wrong, but I want to ask something which has been running in my mind
She: Hmmm

I: Yesterday, you said one thing - It's big, much bigger than Shantanu. Were you not comparing my, you know what..........

She: Shobhit, I told you it was a mistake, why are you..... and she started sobbing

I touched her arm, but she pushed my hand away. I stopped the car on the busy road on the side and she was alarmed as few passer bys and cars started peeping in the car.

She tried to open the door of the car, but I caught her, she tried to struggle, but I said, behave yourself, I will be beaten here and started the car.

She: Shobhit, please don't remind me anything, I don't want to remember anything about yesterday, it was the biggest biggest mistake of my life. I request you with folded hands, please don't mention it again.
I: I am sorry, no one will know about it. But, you know, I want clarity for myself.

Her sobbing stopped and we reached her apartment building in silence. She opened the door and started walking, when I called her back and said, "Aaj chai nahi pilaogi." (You won't ask for Tea today) She looked exasperated and not knowing what to say, said, "Chai ka kya hai, pee lo" (Whats the big deal about Tea, come over)

Once again I spent some good 30 minutes playing with her child. And I left after having tea.

At night around 9.30PM or so while I was enjoying my drink, I sent an SMS to her, "Awake" Within 2 minutes reply came "Yes"

I called her number and asked whether her child had slept, she confirmed she has. I told her that I wanted to talk to her. She agreed. I said, two questions I wanted straight answers and unless I get them I will keep on pestering her but two answers and I will be satisfied.

She: Shobhit No, please

I: But I want to know.

She: No

I: Please, for my satisfaction.

Silence

I: Can I ask

She: No, please

I: But I need to know.

Silence

I: Listen, Sanghmitra, whatever we did was with mutual consent now you think it was a mistake but I think it differently, so I need to know something so I can be at peace with myself. I don't want to feel guilty, I am being so miserable that I am drinking. (A lie, because I drank almost everyday and I was trying to get her talking only)

She: Shobhit, why? Don't drink. We both should forget about yesterday. You are a good guy, don't feel bad. It was my mistake, I should have stopped you.

I: No, it is not about mistake or no mistake, I want to know two things. (I tried to sound a little drunk and repetitive because things I wanted to ask were of not much consequence)

She: Shobhit, don't be stubborn. I told you na, we should forget about it.

I: You can forget but how can I, when it was not my mistake, I am being punished.

She: No one is punishing you. We both can forget it.

I: But when there are some loose ends how can I forget it? (I was being the bad drunk guy here, who is on the verge of being drowned)

Finally she relented.

I: Tell me honestly, when you said, its bigger than Shantanu, did you like it.. you know my.....

Silence

I: Tell me.

She: It's not about liking it, Shobhit. You see, I have never been with a man other than Shantanu, so just came out of my mouth. Please. There is nothing more about it

I: I know, but did you fancy it.

She: Means what?

I: I mean did you compare it as to how would be the experience

She: Listen Shobhit, I don't know what notions you are getting, it was something that just came out of my mouth. I don't fancy anything. It was a mistake, mistake, mistake. Please forgive me. I don't want to talk about it. You can not understand that for women it is not easy like you men.

I: OK OK. OK OK. Please don't cry, you see, I am drunk, but I need to know. (I acted like more drunk)

She: Hmmm

Silence

I: Last question, bilkul last.

She: Hmmm

I: Honest reply

She: Hmmm

I: Did you satisfy yourself at night, you know fingering, You know what I mean.

SIlence

I: I know you did.

Silence

I: I know you did. You had your satisfaction and left me in between. It was not my fault, it was for your satisfaction only, you used me

She disconnected the phone saying whatever. And when I dialled again, she cut it, After two such attempts, I found her phone switched off.

And I did the unthinkable. I locked my house and proceeded to her apartment block which was just 600 meters away.

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Sanghmitra - Getting Even

I follow a dictum in life - Don't get cross, get even.

Two things happened in Sanghmitra's tale till now. She was enjoying the attention and also flirting with me. Then she followed it up by enjoying the foreplay to an extent that she started giving me a blowjob. And then her guilt pangs kicked in. Her tone was not accusatory but I made it clear to her that I felt that in her hearts she was blaming me for the intimacy we developed while she was an equal partner to the same.

Delhi is unusually hot in May. And 10PM by Delhi standards is not late in upper middle class colonies. Lot of people are either reaching home, having dinner or are just having a night walk. And it was around 10PM that I rang the doorbell, fully knowing that she and her daughter stay alone and just few minutes back she had confirmed that her daughter had slept off. Which was also natural as the kid had an early morning college.

Delhi houses has another peculiarity. Generally people have two doors. One Wooden which opens inside the house and the other meshed/ netted steel framed and Steel grilled door which opens on the outside. The houseowner first opens the wooden door to see who is on door before opening the other door.

So in less than a minute of my ringing the door bell, lights flicked on in the drawing room of Sanghmitra's house and then the wooden door opened. From the grill, I saw her wearing a sleeveless nightgown and a towel dbangd from one shoulder to cover her big boobs. It was a Kodak moment. She was frozen there not knowing what to do. Actually five minutes back even I could not have imagined that I will be standing there like that.

I rang the door bell again and she opened the other door, letting me in. She looked around to see, whether any neighbor was looking someone coming in and then closed both doors. She had a big house thanks to her husband but only a part of it was operative. Her drawing room in which the main door opened had a Sofa and as is common in Bengali Households a big wooden single bed on a side. The TV was on one side and there was a passage to enter the bedrooms and kitchen. The drawing room did not have any AC but had a desert cooler and two fans. The only AC of the house was in one of the bedrooms in which the mother and daughter slept.

I had to seize the moment and I asked her, why she hung up the phone on me. She mumbled something and kept her finger on the mouth, I took it as a sign that she does not want her daughter to be raised. I walked in and closed the door of her bedroom and came back in the drawing room. She was sitting on the center table with her head in her palms.

I asked her again, why she hang the phone on me and she looked up tears almost in the corner of her eyes. A damsel in distress is usually a pretty sight and this one was no different. With her loose sleeveless nightie and towel dbangd which was giving way and showing her massive cleavage and she was surely not wearing any bra. She was sans any makeup and her hair were just running wild on the side of her face as I had switched on the fan and Desert Cooler which was exactly behind her. On the other hand I was in a loose T shirt and Payajamas under which I was not wearing an underwear and seemed totally in control as if I was the owner of that house.

I moved further and tried to lift her from her awkward seat on the centre table and hug her. She resisted my effort for sometime but then my arms were wrapped around her. And then I felt her one arm wrapping on my lower back. No words were necessary when I picked her other arm and it also automatically wrapped behind me. Now we two were hugging each other in her drawing room while she was sobbing a little.

I pushed up her chin and kissed one tear which was trickling from the side of her eye and placed my lips on those luscious lips. All resistance was evaporating by the minute. When I pulled on the towel which was now in her arms, a small struggle happened but even that evaporated when I placed my other hand on her bums and pushed my pelvis in hers. She must have felt a massive bulge on her lower belly when I did it.

In no time we were on the wooden bed in her drawing room with me kissing her madly on her lips, neck, ears, eyes and opening one button of her loose nightie at a time. When I took one of those massive heaves in my mouth and my thump and index finger played with the erect nipple of other a moan escaped her lips.

For next 10-15 minutes I kept on licking, kissing and mauling her till her hand slipped on her own to my erect rod over my payajamas, which already had a wet spot. I guided the hand in my payajamas and she held the erect dick softly at first and then started stroking it.

When I tried to touch her pussy, she forbade me as she was menstruating and foolish me in the hurry was not carrying any condoms.

While she was stroking the dick with me laying half on top of her, I asked in her ears, "Bada hai?" She blushed turned her head on other side and there was a small shy smile on her lips.

I got up from the bed and helped her get up as well, I slipped my payajamas and guided her face on my dick. She hungrily took the tip of my dick in her mouth, pulled back and spat on a side. Then she polished my glance with her open nightie till all traces of my pre-cum was sucked by the cloth and took it again in her mouth. She was not a good sucker but tried her level best to give me pleasure.

Soon we changed positions. Now I was sitting on the bed and she was sitting in front of bed on her knees. In between she removed her nightie and her massive boobs were pressed by me.

At some stage during this sucking, I got bored with her unskilled behavior. I was little drunk, thirsty and what all and she was not going to fuck me that night. I took control of my dick and started masturbating and shoot my load on her stunned but content face.

She removed all cum from her face using her own nightie and I moved out of her house content. I was expecting another sob call at night but there was none. Next morning it was little difficult to talk to her. But in the evening I brought her home and she gave me another blowjob.

The same routine followed the next day as well, but this time I pumped her mouth by making her lie down almost face fucking her despite her protests and cummed in her mouth, she spat that immediately on the floor and carpet, staining my carpet.

I asked her how bigger is mine than Shantanu, she pointed from her hand, that Shantanu's dick was almost 3/4 th of her hand and mine crossed her complete hand and touched her wrist.

However, I had to wait to fuck her for sometime as I had a heat stroke the next day when I cummed in her mouth and was hospitalized.

How it happened and what happened, would be part of next episode.




Sanghmitra remained a roller coaster ride, and I am sure my readers are looking forward to more spicy adventures with her. So like usual, keep glued.

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Sanghmitra - Fucking

When I picked her up the next morning after I cummed in her mouth, she had let her hair open, it was freshly washed. I asked her, whether the woman problem is over, she confirmed by saying Hmmm.

Strangely for 3 days though she was giving me a blowjob daily, we were not speaking normally, but she was not gloomy and was coming back to her usual good cheerful mood. I told her that I was having a throbbing headache. She said, yes you don't look alright.

By the time we reached office, she told me that my face looked red and l was nauseatic. I tried to blame it on heavy drinking previous night and missed breakfast. I was also feeling thirsty. In the office as soon as I had my first glass of water, I rushed to the washroom holding my mouth as I was throwing up. I almost passed out and was rushed to the hospital, where the doctor told us that it was a case of severe dehydration and heat stroke.

I spent next 4 days in hospital as I was running very high fever and spent my birthday in hospital. I was discharged one day after my birthday and was advised complete bedrest for next 3-4 days with light meal and loads of fluids and no alcohol. I had lost 3KG in these 4 days and was considerably weakened due to very high fever, so much so that I could barely walk for few minutes before getting tired.

In the evening after office few colleagues came to visit me at my residence along with Sanghmitra. She was at her boisterous best and making jokes on me and others. She was like, as I did not want to work when I was exiting the office, I conveniently fell itt. When everyone left, she stayed back. I was in bed and she was sitting nearby discussing useless stuff. I took her hand and placed it on my dick. She pulled back. I did not leave her hand and she said, she should leave as the maid had to go back and kid will be alone. Also, she asked me do I need anything and offered that she can come back with food at night, I told her that I will order, but then she offered to bring Khichdi.

She came back around 9PM with Khichdi. She was still wearing the same Saree and I was sure that she had touched up on the makeup and also there was a faint fragrance. I asked her about kid, she told that her daughter had eaten and was watching cartoons and would be asleep on her own and she was carrying the keys.

After she had fed me, I asked her to stay back. She pulled a chair close to me. I asked to sit on bed and once again placed her hand on my dick. She said, "Pahle theek ho jao" (First you get fine). I said, "Theek hoon" (I am fine now), I pulled her on top of me and we kissed, he tongue moved in my mouth and made circles. My limp dick now started regaining size and I slipped her hand in my payajamas. I realized for first time that she was not a good sucker but was good with her hand at giving handjob. Her hand moved so much down that she grabbed my balls and slid her hand skillfully on my dick.

My hands were also trying to make movements on her amazing boobs but as she was on top of me and now her focus was on my dick, it was not very successful. She though was successful in pushing my payajamas off my dick. The "cobra" (Her terminology for my dick) was rising. She was back again playing with my dick using her long fingers (I am sure readers would have noticed that she had exceptionally long fingers in those pics).

Methodically, she pulled back my foreskin and moved her thumb on my glance and moved her hand on my dick from low to up, holding my balls periodically and massaging below the balls. She continued doing so till my dick regained full erection. I tried pushing her head on my dick to which she said, "Dho lo" (Wash it.) I said, not in mood and kept pushing her head on my dick and finally she opened her mouth to take it in. She was licking it more than sucking on my dick.

It was an awkward position, a woman sitting on the side of bed trying to suck a lying man. My hand had also reached in her saree and petticoat and was approaching her pussy but was not successful because she was sitting and her thighs did not give much space to move up.

I asked her to remove her clothes. She was more than willing today. She got up and removed her Saree. Then slowly her blouse and then with an action of teasing her bra also came off, setting those healthy milkjugs free. They were sagging with age and weight but not so much.

I asked her to remove the petticoat, which she did without any fuss, but when she dropped her petticoat after undoing the string, I could see a big wet patch on her panties. I called her closer and inserted one finger in her hairy pussy by sliding her panties sidewards. I asked her to clean the pussy, and she said, she only trims it occasionally and she will trim it for sure.

I asked her was she excited, she said hmmm.


I asked her again, when was last something entered here. She playfully and laughingly said, just now this finger of yours.

Before that? I prodded. My fingers, kal.

I asked her how often she masturbates, she told me she was not regular maybe 2-3 times a week before meeting me and now 4-5 times a week after meeting me and everyday since we started getting physical.

So was she attracted to me even before we got physical.

She had never been touched by any other man and yes when I touched her neck, it sent down shivers in her body. Also, my touching everyday which she thought was innocent was enough to get her juices flowing. But now she knew that it was no innocent and Cobra was directing my hands.
I pushed finger deeper in her Pussy.

Did she love my dick? It is so BIG

Finger was making movement.

Did she want my cock? YES

I withdrew the finger and started massaging the clit.

Would she had any cock? Don't know, maybe yes, maybe no. If she liked a man, she would have.
Increased the massage on the clit.

Did she like any man? Hmmm, not much interaction, she dreamt of couple

Finger again went inside.

Anyone I knew? No, one of the persons in her society. Husband of her sister. One man who used to travel with her. But she never thought, she will fall for a young guy.

Second finger also followed the first finger inside her pussy

Why? She liked mature man.

Both fingers were making slow movement in her pussy
Now? Dunno, no one tried on me

My thumb started making circles on her clit.

Lair!!!!! No, seriously, in office they know. She did not have much social life. She is cut off from her in-laws and also most of her own family. She was very sad when I fell ill; she wanted to fuck badly the next day.

I was making movement with both fingers and the thumb

And? She liked the way I get rough

I tried inserting third finger, she caught my hand

Was Shantanu Rough? Only initially

I withdrew third finger and started moving two fingers only

Will she cry again after fucking me? Dunno, right now, I am enjoying your touch.

Started moving fingers fast

And? Cobra

Was still moving both my fingers in and out of her pussy

And? "Shobhit, just promise me, no one will ever know about it." "You trust me, you are only the second man to even kiss me."

I kept on moving my fingers furiously inside her pussy

Lair!!! "No Shoooobhit, you have to trust me."
In this process my dick had lost some of its hardness, I asked her to suck it and then mount me.

She removed my payajamas and sat between my legs, giving long licks to my dick and balls till it gained complete hardness, which was not long and then she came on top of me.
Holding my dick she positioned it on her lovehole and slowly let it slide in. Her face lit up and I smiled at her and she smiled back at me and then laid on top of me hugging me, she gave two three light blows on my chest and said, "You corrupted me"

She then slowly jumped on me slid on my stomach with my dick in her pussy and also at times complained that it's hurting a bit. Considering that it was nearly two years that nothing had entered that love tunnel except her long fingers and suddenly huge dick was in it, it was not hard to imagine.

And then she increased the pace of sliding on my stomach and then she had an orgasm, "the best I can ever remember" as she put it.

I think it was because of weakness in my body that I felt that I was loosing some of the erection. I asked her to suck me more. She almost revolted. No ways she was gonna suck a dick which was soaked with her pussy juices and my precum. I told her that she had had my cum in her mouth to which she replied that I was a dirty fellow and I did so against her wishes.

But then she agreed to wipe it clean with a wet towel and suck me again.

Thrice she mounted me to her orgasm and thrice she sucked my dick by wiping it clean. She was exhausted at that stage and so was I. And we both agreed that I should be masturbated and this time cummed on her tits.

By the time she cleaned herself and tied her saree, it was 11PM and I offered to drop her to her apartment. She instead kissed me good night and said, she will go.

But this was not the end of Sanghmitra Saga. In my next post, I will post how things progressed and then how we went our ways.

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Sanghmitra - Making of a Mistress

I was not able to sleep on the night when I fucked Sanghmitra for the first time, mainly because I had slept in the day, while I was flicking the channels, my mobile buzzed around 12AM.

It was Sanghmitra, the SMS read. "I am still feeling guilty, but its not your fault."

And then another SMS followed. "I trust you, please Shobhit, no one should ever know about it."

Yet another SMS around 1 AM read "Was it weakness or Cobra always take this much time to spit the venom"

I purposely did not reply to any of the SMS, I didnot want a conversation at that time. Around 7AM, after her kid had gone, she called me and asked if she should bring some food, I told her I was sleeping, she asked me to check her SMS, I told her I will.

It was at 10AM, that I SMSed her back and then we had some light hearted conversation on SMS.

In the evening she asked me over SMS as to what I will eat, I SMSed back "You" She sent me an SMS back, "It is me who will eat you and not you." But that was not the night, we could have fun, her daughter insisted on coming along and I had to be content of keeping the daughter in good humor.

In late night SMS I advised her to come late next day so that child is not with her.

By that time, I had also regained some of the strength. So when she came next day, we had torrid sex,
I proceeded to fuck her mouth mercilessly till she gagged, but withdrew before she felt nauseatic.

Then I proceeded to fuck her by changing many positions including doggie, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl and lifting her legs. The cries that emnating from her mouth were a sure signal that she was enjoying it but was also seeking mercy.

I made her suck my dick with her own juices and precum for mercy and then finally on a sly cummed in her mouth again.

She wanted it rough, so she got it rough, I told her. She called me a Jallad and I laughed at her.

But just how far a woman can go when she is horny? Quite far. It was almost midnight and her young child was alone at home, I walked her back to her apartment that night. This was a woman who always was so protective towards the child and here she was fucking around when her daughter was alone at home.

Next morning I was in for a surprise. I got up with my doorbell ringing. It was just 8.00AM or so, my maid used to come in the afternoon and she had her own set of keys (So much so, that her payments were made on First Sunday of the month and not on First day of the month). The milkman drops the milk-pouch in the cotton bag which I keep on the door.

Groggie I opened the wooden door and there stood Sanghmitra, in a loosely tied Saree and without makeup. She asked me cheerfully, "Is Cobra woken up?" I said - Not yet. The smile on her face weakened but then I said - "You will have to wake it up."


She punched me in the stomach. We kissed a little, but she asked me to brush my teeth as there was bad breath. I asked her to prepare Tea for me till then, she asked me for breakfast and then made Bread Omlette, the only thing which could be made in my kitchen apart from Maggie and playfully told me that she plans to take a day off from office citing her own illness. While I tried to garb her boobs in the kitchen she pushed me and bossingly said, nothing for Cobra till you eat something.

We both were for our own set of surprise that morning. She had trimmed her pussy hair so light and she got the first lick of her life before getting fucked. "Shantanu never did so". I asked her why she compares me to Shantanu, she said, it comes naturally to her. As he was the only man till I came along. That day I cummed in her cunt and I advised her for a morning after pill because she was close to her ovulating days.
Later, I told her I was not sure at what time the maid will come, she was OK with it and went back after a great fuck asking me to message her when maid had left.

And boy o boy, she came back fully decked even as maid was working and as if she had been to office in the afternoon. She conspiratorially told me that she could not wait as her own maid and child was about to return from college and she was not letting them know that she had taken an off.

After my maid had left, we had another round of leisurely sex, by which time I was exhausted and went to sleep, she kept on showering kisses on my body till the time came when she usually returned to her home.

I changed jobs on 1st of June and thus came busyness of new job. We met little less, but sometimes I went to her house in the dead of the night to have sex. We had our own little fights and then I convinced the new company to hire her in September that year.

I made her drink my cum as a test to her total acceptance of mine. Over time her sucking skills also improved with my constant nags and showing her best oral pornography.

At one stage, Sanghmitra was trying to work on my wardrobe and was scandalized to see the trove of panties and bras. She could not believe that I had been so successful with women in my life.

She also objected to Kannu's presence and did not had sex with me for a week thereafter, but I convinced her that Kannu's panties and bra was in that trove which she saw.



She was sore when I got married to some one else, and I had to fuck her the day I came back from my honeymoon to makeup for the lost love.

Slowly but surely like Monika Ma'am, Sanghmitra also accepted that I will keep on finding new preys and fucking them. After few initial hiccups she got accustomed to it, though unlike Kannu or Prerna she never wanted to know my adventures with other women. Mostly she was content that she got regular and royal fucks from me. Sometimes she accused me of using her, but then I point balnkly told her that if she wish she can stop anytime. And someone who gets accustomed to fucking can barely stop for few days. Largely I treated her nicely and so did she.

Even later own when I started my own company, she joined me and helped me when financially when I was going through a messy divorce. For next almost 7 years she lived like my mistress, whom I could fuck anytime and anywhere I wished. She was also accused of adultery by my wife.
And then her daughter revolted against her. And she went back to Kolkatta in a job. We are still in touch sometimes, but have not met or had sex in last 3 years.
So this ends Sanghmitra Saga.

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Marrying Miss World... oops Miss Some City

First we need to go back a little:

I came back to Delhi in April of 2005. I was 28 years old, unmarried, earning a six figure salary. Have had loads of good females in my life and yet was nowhere close to being married. I was enjoying my life to the maximum. My dad was a neurological patient who was content to remain in the small city and had no plans to move in with me. Also he never had good relation with any family members, so he was the last person who could have thought of getting me married. And I had only looked girls for fucking and not for marriage. So my marriage itself was a surprise for me.

In winters, I attended a wedding in some relation and there I chanced upon a gorgeous girl. From the side face she looked like Ameesha Patel. She was tall, 5'5". Hand really long hair which were let loose and were kissing her lower bums, and she was constantly trying to control them. And she was slim. Even from the golden Saree I could see that she did not had much flesh on on her chest. But she was so damn pretty.

I quickly made some enquiries and came to know that she is some relative of the same side but not a blood relation by any chance. I caught hold of my aunt to whom she was related and presented myself as a prospective groom for her.
But, she was just 21.
But, she was just a student.
But, she was Miss Some City.
But, her parents were not ready for marriage as yet.
But, she wanted to study further still

And there were more buts in this tangle than the butts I had entered. Anyhow, I was the only son and no liability, earning six figure salary, have invested in a house, own a good car, have a set career and not bad looking too.

Things progressed and it was agreed that the marriage can only happen in next winters after her exams finishes in May-June of 2006. Also we were in cities some 250KM apart so there was not much chance of mating till we get married.

And so we were engaged after one month.

Was in for a surprise? Yes, I was, she had a younger sister and a younger brother. My jaw dropped, her younger sister was also a bomb, very pretty and model material. She was just 19, 5-4 but much bustier than her elder sister and the brother was also a handsome dude and 24.

It was the first time I noticed her mother. I must say, had she colored her grey hair and maintained her obesity, she was not bad. Fair, tall and sharp features.

After engagement I somewhat realized that I was not in any love or something. The lady in question could not talk about anything but clothes, fashion, movies and travelling.

But, she was keen on studying further, I was told. Yes, she did. Her mother had a strict control over both the sisters and more on her. She was not allowed to go out alone anywhere.

She did not understand my jokes, she frowned when I asked her anything about sex. When I tried phone sex she cut me off. She had never touched a man, kiss? Was I mad?

I visited her a few times. The parents allowed us to go out alone at times. But she barely allowed me a sloppy kiss before we married.

On the other hand, her sister was so lively and vivacious that I was drawn to her. She also went out at times with us and often mocked her sister as Dumbo. For her I was the boyfriend, her family never allowed to have.

She confided in me, that she had liking for a guy and they had kissed too. But then later her brother had beaten the shit out of that guy.

In any case with such mundane things, I got married with "Miss World" (She thought she was)

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Girl 25: Honeymoon with Miss World Part I

The day I got married; the day I realized that my wife was way to vain of her beauty. Maybe my loathing has increased because of acrimonious divorce, but that is a fact that her vanity was not liked by me.

I had planned an elaborate honeymoon even prior to my wedding. First Class travel to Australia and stay back at Singapore on our way back. It was a 21 days trip with stay in all five star hotels and loads of sight seeing at Sydney, Melbourne and Hobart and great barrier reef. I had spent all my savings till the last Rupee in this elaborate marriage, gifts and jewellary for her and Honeymoon.

However, sometimes, destiny plays a big role. My marriage remained a dim affair as I lost my maternal uncle the morning of my wedding. My five star party was thus wasted. Very few guests attended from our side and we could not even reach the Minimum Guaranteed Guests.

We were to travel two days after our wedding to Australia and in between there was so much work, Miss World seemed to have lost her passport and that meant the rush to and fro 250KM a day before wedding.

Miss World was virgin when we boarded the Cathay Pacific flight to Sydney. I consumed too much free alcohol on the flight and was dizzy when we landed at Sydney Airport around 9PM. Miss World again seemed to have misplaced Passports leading me to loose temper for the first time in our marriage. Miss World was in tears and I had to dig her big handbag and the passports were in there.

But our altercation meant that Miss World was in foul mood when we checked in to the hotel. She was not allowing me to touch her even. I had to prostrate and beg for forgiveness.Guess that set the tone of our relationship. I had to apologise a lot in the relationship. Anyways, all this was told to give my readers an understanding of what kind of marriage I had entered.

Coming to the juicy details. After around an hour or so of molly-coding her, I took her to dinner and returned around 1AM at night in the room. By that time, Miss World had had first beer of her life and was in a happier mood.


As soon as the door closed; I hugged her from behind. She was wearing a single long red dress, which covered her half thighs. Admittingly, she had never worn such a dress in her life. Her long hair were let loose and were competing in length with the dress. I slided the hair on one side and my tongue started working on the back of her neck while my hands were alternating between boobs and thighs. It was not even 2 minutes when her dress was unzipped and removed by me. She was in I-wanna-get-fucked-tonight red silk bra and panties, which also did not last long in our kisses.

Now Miss World was lying nude in bed and I was fully covered and I noticed that she had got bikini wax done and there was just little stubble of 4-5 days growth on her pussy.

She was milky white down her neck and nipples were right shape of dark brown. The pussy area was considerably darker but not black. Nipples were erect on her 32B boobs, but my concentration laid in the waxed pussy of hers. I opened her legs and pressed my lips on the honeypot. Licking, sucking, biting the presumed virgin cunt of hers.

Miss World was biting her lips and slowly moans started escaping her lips when my skillful tongue entered the tunnel of love. I felt her thighs clench a bit and a grunt escaped her lips. Miss World had her first orgasm of life.

Miss World wanted me to remove my clothes and I told her that I can only remove her clothes, if she needed me, she has to act. Slowly she removed my shirt and then vest and started planted small small kisses on my hairy chest. Then she proceeded to remove my Jeans and with that my underwear also got removed. She looked at my penis which was erect but sprang with a jolt when underwear was also removed alongwith the jeans.

At a reflex, she stopped and my jeans and underwear were till my thighs. I ordered her to remove the jeans and underwear and she complied. She was reluctant to even touch my dick. But I forced her to hold with in her hand. I asked her, "Kaata isne" (Did it bite?) and asked her to suck it. She said no. I was in no mood to let any such hangups dominate my sex life. Her silky hairs were grabbed and I forced her mouth on my dick. Miss World coughed a lot but I forced her more and more and asked her to suck it like a lollypop. She was not good, worse than even an amateur, but I made sure that she knew sucking is part of lovemaking.

However, when she was not able to suck me well, I pinned her head on the headrest of the bed and mounted on her boobs and positioned my dick in her mouth and fucked her mouth in that position for sometime. She felt like choking and tears flowed from her beautiful eyes. I like the sight, may be the saddist in me enjoys it and I was getting more high.


After I had my satisfaction, I spread her legs wide and positioned my dick on the love tunnel. As I presumed her to be virgin, I thrust my dick all at once in her pussy and she cried. "AAAAAAU" and tried to push me. But I was ready for it and grabbed her slim body in my arms and she was pinned under my weight. I could feel the tightness of pussy over my thick tool and I started thrusting in.

She was struggling under me and said, "Dard Hota hai" (It pains) but I calmed her down and said, "Sabko pahli baar hota hai" (Every girl feels pain for the first time).

I kept her pinned her my body and made rythmic movements of my dick in her pussy till she confirmed that she is no longer in pain but is enjoying the sensations. At which I increased my tempo and started thrusting her with further vigour. Sometime during all this, I felt she had another orgasm and she told of pleasurable sensations running through her body.

I felt some fluid trickle on my balls and I thought it is because of her bleeding, but when I pulled out it was just her juices flowing on my balls. She was so overflowing with juices that it was starting to make a spot on the linen.

It was time to turn her and she raised her hips as per my directions and pushed her face in the soft pillows and I positioned my dick from backside on her pussy and like a madman started ramming in and out of her pussy. She cried with pain and pleasure holding my leg but I was near my ejaculation so her pain cries were overlooked and Miss World recieved first load in her pussy.

We were exhausted by long travel and hectic sex and though we were hugging each other and I was in mood of a second round, we both fell in deep sleep. I got up around 5AM with an urge to pee.

Miss World were sleeping in a curled up position her face on the other side. I went and released my bladder and an urge came over me, I took my dick on her face and started moving it there. She wanted to sleep but I wanted her to suck me again. Reluctantly she started sucking my dick and I fucked her again in missionary position before dozing off to sleep once again. I got up around 11AM in the morning and Miss World had bathed by then and was drying her long silky hair. She was pulled down in the bed and her bathing gown opened and we made torrid sex once again. Her complaints about pain in thighs were disregarded.

The day was horrible for her and by the time we ordered light snacks around 4PM, she was having one round of sex after another and we totalled six rounds.
She urged me to have a bath after snack and tea but I inserted my dick in her mouth right on the chair and it was another round of sex. And then I made her bend on the chair and fucked her Doggie Style. She had long legs that means I did not need much bending and with heels which I asked her to wear at that time, I was in perfect position to have best doggie sex in my life. I pulled her long hair like reins of an horse. Her long silky hair meant that I did not had to bend to pull them and her face was up and I could see all expressions in the big mirror which was in front of me. I made a mental note to have a big mirror installed in my bedroom. Her pain and pleasure mixed emotions and her open mouth from which the moans were escaping made me so high that I cummed within couple of minutes in that style. I also realized that in porn movies why female models keep their heels on, as otherwise the height is not perfect for doggie position sex.

And when we descended for dinner around 10.30PM, my dick was sore with constant fucking and she was not able to walk properly, we have had sex NINE times since last night and before sleeping I made it perfect 10 for a 24 hour time slot in my life. My highest fucks in a day.

We did not leave hotel again for next 3 days and I had fucked her in all possible positions by then totalling to 25 times. She was complaining off too much sex and was calling me a sex-maniac. One time she was sucking me while I was lying on my back and Miss World fell asleep on my tummy.

All our plans of roaming in Sydney was wasted, even the money we paid for some things were forfeited on our non appearance.

On fourth morning in Sydney, I had to go and buy a hot bottle for Miss World who was complaining of pain in her thighs, back and tummy. I had to call and cancel the planned lunch with my cousin Saakshi, who was my third fuck. She was sympathetic towards her and asked me to slow down. With that my chance of meeting her was also gone.

It was on that night I made love only once to her and next morning we flew to Melbourne. On the flight, I had great deal to think about it while she slumped in her chair dishevelled.

What next... as usual, look out for this space.