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She used her other hand to massage his testicles…”oooo poor boy...did Tina do this to you, or did she lie there like a fat cow as you fucked her…” Pooja expertly went into a 69 position with her on top of Jai. She thrust her butt in the air, shaking it slowly, as Jai drank the view before his eyes. Pooja’s perfectly tight butt,swayed as she pumped his cock...Jai lay his hands on her butt, squeezing them...He spanked her a few times, as they turned red...He then buried his head in her ass. Jai licked her asshole, then moved toward the flaps of her pussy and licked them…”ahh...Jai.” screamed Pooja.. She was so horny, she took his cock in her mouth. She tried taking in all of his cock, but could not accommodate all of him...The room filled with sex as these two near professional sex performers sucked each others genitals...Jai got out of control and and turned her around, kissing her deep on her mouth. His hands grabbed her butt and positioned them over his cock, and in one go, he entered her...A loud scream left Pooja’s mouth, as Jai started going in and out of her...He grinded his waist as he pumped his dick in Pooja’s pussy. When he was about to cum..he stopped...breathed..and removed his cock from her pussy. She pushed him and positioned herself over him...She guided his cock in her pussy,as she started to ride Jai...like an expert. Jai had fucked a lot of girls, only professional hookers were so good in riding cock...Jai closed his eyes feeling the pleasure mound in his cock…
Meanwhile, Tina had heard some noise from her room, and thought it was Jai packing his stuff for honeymoon. Then something horrible dawned on her. Both Jai and Pooja were missing from the party. She did not think twice and headed upstairs. She approached her bedroom, the door was closed. She bent down and saw through the keyhole. Her heart sank...Pooja was riding Jai in a reverse cowgirl style. Jai was holding her waist as she jumped on her cock. Her eyes were closed and moans escaped her mouth….”Ahh..Jai..fuck me harder...baby...fuck me like you never fucked your fat wife...”
What the fuck..this whore is going to fuck my entire family tonight...Tina thought. She was mad and angry. She knew Pooja was a slut , but this is the first time she saw her having sex. Seeing her perform was like watching a porn movie. A minute went by, as Tina collected her thoughts...she then decided to walk in on these two fuckers. She opened the door and shut it behind her. Jai and Pooja were so lost in the pleasure...they did not notice….
Tina: “You are doing a hell of a job fucking my family Pooja…”
Pooja’s eyes opened and so did Jai’s. He was horrified...Pooja was surprised but still very confident. Jai pushed Pooja off his cock and stood up. “Tina..baby, this bitch seduced me...I was only here to give her the towel…”
Tina: “Shut up, Jai...how many girls have you given the towel to in the last six months...Shamita, Poonam...now Pooja? After last night, I thought how manly was my husband...how lucky I was...but you are a drug infused peice of cock...who will fuck anything that moves...even this whore…”
Pooja moved her hair to the back of her head...then she walked toward Tina..naked...for the second time in the day….

Pooja: “Tina...will you calm the fuck down...the reason your husband is so horny today is because you did not fuck him well last night...now if you don’t let us finish he is going to stick his cock in the next pussy he finds...it could be your maid, your cousins or even your mother...He is out of control..Also, why don’t you watch us fuck for another 10 minutes...that will give you some lesson on how to keep your husband happy...see how he was enjoying my ass in when I was riding him...”
Tina: “shut up, Pooja…”, as she slapped her…
Pooja: “So what’s it going to be...your best friend fucking your husband and keeping it a secret or him fucking the next thing he sees moving”
Tina: “Fine, fuck him till his balls are empty, so he doesn't fuck anyone again for a while...she started crying…” Jai moved toward her...his cock going semi limp..but she turned away…
Tina turned to go away, when Pooja stopped her…
Pooja: “Tina, if you don’t mind, can you stand by the door, while we finish. So if anyone comes here, you can stop them from entering the room…”
Tina couldn’t believe Pooja. This cock hungry whore was asking her to watch guard as she fucked her husband...Jai did not know what to do...He couldn't pass on fucking Pooja. It was never that he got a chance to be willfully fucked by a near perfect girl like Pooja without a condom...Pooja turned around and pulled Jai back into the bed...Tina stood and watched..As Pooja started guiding Jai’s cock in her pussy. She started riding him. Jai grabbed her boobs for support as she continued fucking him...Tina watched, as they changed positions every couple minutes...From cowgirl to doggy style to sideways...Jai fucked Pooja every which way he could. Finally after 10 minutes of intense fucking, Jai gave a loud grunt and emptied his balls in Pooja’s pussy, while being in a missionary position. He grabbed her breasts hard, as he kept cumming. Pooja orgasmed...She had never seen a man blow so much load into her pussy. Jai finished and then remained collapsed on her for a few minutes, then removed his cock and turned over lying on his back. He was still panting, tired from the romp he had had...Tina could see cum dripping from Pooja’s shaved cunt. Pooja squeezed her pussy lips to get as much out as possible. Streams of cum came out of her pussy and trickled down her thighs. Her large breasts heaved...as she looked in the air…”Damn..Jai...Harami baba turned you into a machine..I should send Saahil to him…Tina darling this is how you fuck your man senseless...so he doesn't look for greener pastures. Now I need to get a bath and change...so both of you , get the fuck out..” Jai gathered his clothes, wore them and went out..he muttered a useless..”Sorry, Tina”. Tina walked out in shame. Pooja walked up to the bathroom and closed the door behind her. In a single day, she had fucked the two most important men in Tina’s life. She felt happy with herself today.

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The pool incident:

Days passed...Tina being a typical gujju housewife did not have much to do. She would spend her days exercising, shopping and her nights pleasing her husband, Jai. He would come home and fuck her brains out. To stay in shape and keep her husband happy, Tina joined a high class swimming club. She would go to swim in the mornings. This is when old uncles - rich executives would come to the club. Tina used to wear a single piece swimsuit- a conservative one by all standards. She had maintained a good body after all these years of marriage but did not want to show it to the old uncles. She would swim for sometime and then lie by the pool, reading a book or a magazine. Sometimes she would notice the tall dark thin pool boy Aslam.
Aslam was 19 and Tina was 28. He always greeted her by the pool and sometimes she would talk to him. He secretly loved Tina. Every morning he would wait for her to show up. Secretly he lusted for her...sometimes at his home, he would masturbate thinking of Tina. How he wished Tina would dress in a sexier swimsuit.
One day Jai decided to join Tina. After her swim Tina sat by the pool - in her purple single piece swimsuit, waiting for Jai to finish his swimming laps. As Jai swam, he saw Aslam staring at his wife. Being a sick man, Jai was turned on. To be sure that Aslam was staring at his wife, he asked Tina to get him a bottle of water. Tina went toward the vending machine and Jai saw Aslam’s eyes follow his wife. Jai decided to tease Aslam further. As Tina came back, Jai deliberately moved further into the pool, so Tina would have to fully bend to give him the bottle. She bent fully, her ass pointing toward Aslam. Aslam stood no chance. This was the best ass in town, toned, big and shapely, in all its glory, starring Aslam right in the face. Jai enjoyed every moment of it. This dirty pool boy drilling his wife’s ass with his eyes. Aslam left shortly after this. Jai knew where he was going….

The next day, Jai and Tina woke up and Tina begin to get ready to go to the pool. She got dressed in a pair of jeans and white top and packed a green single piece bikini.
Jai: “Tina baby, the drive to pool is under a minute. At this hour no one is on the road..why do you waste time in dressing up at the pool. Just wear the bikini from home and go to the pool”. Tina was shocked but followed her husband’s opinion. She took off her clothes, and started wearing the green swimsuit.
Jai: “Oh by the way...you are 28, not 58...can’t you wear a more stylish bikini? How about the one you got from our Europe trip last year?”
Tina’s heart sank...Jai had just asked her to wear a skimpy two piece bikini - red in color. He had got it for her in Europe so he could show off his fair skinned hot gujju wife to Europeans.

Tina: “Jai, that bikini is too revealing..”
Jai, cutting Tina off… “Cmon, don’t be a 19th century girl now...just do as I say…”
Tina reluctantly changed into the red two bikini. Jai admired his wife. Her cleavage could still drive any guy crazy. Her ass cheeks peeked out of her bottom. Her tummy was as always a little plump and the navel looked deep and round.
Jai: “C’mon, hurry up…”
The two drove to the swimming club.
As Tina and Jai came into the swim area, there were only a couple of people there. They had seen Tina before, but were shocked to see this side of her. Her breasts heaved up and down as she walked to the pool. Her hair were tied back in a bun. She got down into the water and started swimming. Jai joined her. He kept an eye around for Aslam. There he was. The dark skinned teen who showed was taking in every bit of Tina’s magnificent body. He traced her body, those folds of her tummy...her fair skin, the golden necklace, her wet hair, her deep cleavage drove him crazy. After watching Tina swim and then come out of the pool, Aslam disappeared again. Jai followed him this time...Aslam sneaked in to the gents toilet and Jai entered a minute after him. He could hear slight grunt noises from one of the toilets. Jai knocked the door open. In there was Aslam, his shorts down...his ass facing the door...shagging hard...He was shocked and began to turn around. But Jai was quick. He pushed Aslam to the toilet, reached his hand down and grabbed Aslam’s balls.
Jai: “Kya kar raha hai be harami… (what are you doing, you bastard…)...Saala kaam pe muth maar raha hai...kiske naami ki? (you are shagging at work , thinking about whom?)....
Aslam: “Nahi sahab, main toh peshaab kar raha tha…(no sir, I was only urinating)”
Jai grabbed his balls tighter…”Jooth bolta hai saale...bata kiske naam ke muth maar raha tha - nahi toh tere tatte phod dunga (Liar!..tell me who you were thinking of while shagging, or I’ll bust your nuts)”
Aslam could not take the pain in his balls and cried..”Tina madam ki…(I was thinking of Tina madam)”
Jai started laughing…”kyu be, aisa kya dekha meri biwi mein…(what did you see in my wife)”
Aslam: “sir, aap ki biwi bohot khubsurat hai… aur aaj toh aur bhi achii lag rahi hai (sir, your wife is very beautiful, and she is looking even prettier today).”
Jai: “Saale...khubsurat , ya sexy?...Meri biwi mein kya dekh raha tha be...theek se bata be…(beautiful or sexy? what were you watching in my wife?..tell me properly)”, Jai commanded as he tightened his grip on Aslam’s nuts.
Aslam: “Saahab, madam ki gaand aur madam ke doodh ...bahut mast hain...itne gore hain unke doodh, aur itne bade hain...aur gaand to bohot badi hai..aur madam ka pet or nabhi bhi bohot sundar hain…” (sir, madam’s butt and tits are amazing...they are so fair and her breasts are sooo big...and so is her ass...her tummy and navel are so beautiful..”
Jai :”Salaa, harami...bol gaand marega meri biwi ki? (you bastard...do you wanna fuck my wife in the ass)...Uske doodh choosega? (and you wanna suck her boobs?)”
Aslam: “haan sahab, bohot mazaa aayega..(yes sir, it will be so much pleasurable)”...
Jai, saw Aslam’s cock over his shoulder. It was long and dark, like a snake. He was also circumcised…
Jai was so turned on...he had to fuck this low class boy. Jai took down his pants and stuck his hard cock up Aslam’s butt. Aslam hadn’t expected this and screamed loudly.
Jai: “saale, pehele main teri gaand marta hoon… (let me fuck your ass first)”

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Jai entered his cock into Aslam,and fucked his butt for a few minutes...He shagged Aslam’s cock harshly, before ejaculating in his butt... Aslam released his cum in the toilet right after. Jai saw Aslam’s cum volume.
Jai: “Saale bohot paani chodta hai (you cum so much)...Itna paani meri biwi kee gaand mein mat chodna...nahi toh fir se gaand marunga teri.. (if you cum so hard in my wife’s ass..I’ll fuck your ass again)...” With that, Jai punched Aslam in his nuts...Aslam collapsed on the ground in pain...Jai pulled his swimming trunks up and left the bathroom.
His evil mind had a plan for Aslam and Tina...

That night Jai had vigorous sex with Tina. He humped her twice before collapsing on the bed...During their pillow talk..
Tina: “Where had you been when we went to the pool?”
Jai: “I was talking to Aslam - the poolboy. Apparently he is a licensed masseur”
Tina: “really..did not seem that way…”
Jai: “Yes, he said his speciality was back massages...Do you wanna try?”
Tina: “no thanks...that will be a bit awkward…”
Jai: “Cmon Tina...he is like hardly 19 years...he is a kid..what harm can he do...besides he massages right in the pool room…”
Tina: “ok...I have a sore back from you pounding me all night yesterday..I guess a little massage wont hurt…”

The next day, Tina was getting dressed...She was wearing conservative undergarments, when Jai walked in.
Jai: “Darling, what is this you are wearing? When Aslam sees this, he’s going to think an upper class classy lady like you wears grandma like clothes inside...let's make it stylish”
He pulled out an extremely revealing panty. It was red thong, and the matching bra was half transparent. Tina was shocked. She said, this is too much, but Jai wouldn't listen.
Finally Tina used those garments and got dressed in a white shirt and blue jeans.

Jai introduced Tina to Aslam...Aslam took Tina to the massage room and Jai said: “Darling, I’ll go for a swim, while you get a massage. Have a good time…”, and before Tina could say anything , Jai left...As he went out, Aslam shut the door. Jai had cameras inside the room and could see his wife with Aslam.
Aslam: “Madam, don’t be nervous...I am a licensed therapist…”
Tina: “Fine, how do we begin…”
Aslam: “Use the changing room to get into the massage wardrobe...Please take your time…”
Tina went into a smaller room and locked the door behind her. She opened a packet to find the wardrobe. It was a flimsy translucent white single piece gown. She took off her top and jeans, leaving the bra and thong on. She put on the gown. It was sleeveless, and reached until her upper thighs - it seemed like a micro mini skirt, except it was loose toward the bottom. Tina looked in the mirror and saw that this was way too sexy...She thought of not judging herself so much and opened the door. Aslam was waiting outside, preparing his massage oils. He glanced at Tina and took a good look at her...His expression did not change...He then kept his eyes lowered and asked Tina: “Madam, please lie on the massage table, with your head facing down. We’ll start with your back.” Tina obeyed.
Aslam, could see Tina’s full structure now. The transparent gown left little to imagination. It showed her huge ass and the fact that she was wearing a thong turned him on. He could see the red bra straps on her otherwise naked back. He had masturbated in the morning, thinking it would keep his emotions in control...but he could not. Here was a poche gujju lady, who thought a regular pool boy was a massage therapist. Aslam had not massaged anyone before, let alone a hottie like Tina.
A light music played in the background, as Aslam, took the first dab of oil and rubbed it on Tina’s arm...I will gently massage your arm, Madam..let me know if you like it stronger. He started rubbing Tina’s arms, and then hands and then fingers...slowly….

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Meanwhile, Jai had no intentions of swimming. He was standing right outside, looking at Aslam massaging Tina. He was getting turned on…
The massage continued. Aslam had started to move his hands on the side,and was gently squeezing Tina’s obliques making his way to the ribs. He then switched sides and did the other hand, and arms…
Soon, he said… “Madam, I have to remove the gown from the top, to get access to your back...Tina was getting in the groove as Aslam was polite and courteous. She raised her upper body, as Aslam removed the top part of the gown to the point that it only covered her waist down. Aslam raised her hair and tied it in a bun behind her back. He gently massaged her back, then made way to her naked back, other than the thin bra straps...he worked on her back, gently squeezing her back..slowly and in deep circles….He could hear Tina moan...He took as an encouraging sign...He undid her bra clasp, so gently Tina did not even notice. He moved the clasps away from her back, and now Tina was completely topless. Aslam gathering courage, now freely moved his hands on Tina’s naked back. He had a huge erection, he could not hide. He moved in front of Tina’s head and continued massaging her back and shoulders. Tina raised her head a bit and found Aslam’s cock protruding in his shorts. She was shocked that someone’s cock could make such a big impression. Aslam, gave a good press down on her back and Tina getting a bit uncomfortable held his waist. Aslam’s hands continued to go down her back...with every single stroke, he went further and further down...now they reached her lower back, just above her ass...Aslam, moved toward her lower body. This time he did not ask her permission. He gently raised her lower body, and took off the remaining gown. Here was a fair slightly plump gujju housewife lying face down, nearly naked in front of this ordinary dark pool boy. Aslam took a moment to look at her fabulous ass cheeks. He had only seen such perfect butts on European porn stars...all desi porn he had watched had out of shape women, not even close to this well manicured, soft speaking, fair gujju beauty who was in such great shape. Aslam wasted no time and started to massage Tina’s fabulous ass cheeks...He moved his hands in circles slowly over them, kneading her butt like dough...then moving to her upper thighs and spreading them a bit...He gave her slight tap on her thigh and gently raised her lower body. Sensing no restraint from Tina, Aslam pulled her thong lower and eventually removed it. Tina was completely naked from below now. Aslam, spread her legs a bit and started massaging her thighs and legs. He could clearly see her pussy and the pink lips. Tina always kept herself groomed below. Otherwise Jai couldn't get his erect. Slowly Aslam massaged her inner thighs, gently touching her pussy…”ahh...not there please…”, Tina moaned. Aslam paused for a moment and took his shorts off, leaving a huge bulge on his tight white underwear. He now moved in front of Tina, whose head was still facing down.
Aslam: “Madam, look up, I need to massage your forehead…”
As Tina looked up and opened her eyes, she saw Aslam’s huge cock dying to get out of his underwear. She was fully wet and horny now. Jai had always treated her like a piece of meat in bed...Aslam was pampering and gentle. She could not control herself and reached for Aslam’s underwear elastic. She gently lowered it and out popped his huge cock. Like a dark thick snake, it stood in all its glory. Tina could not believe the size on this guy. It was 8 or 9 inches and thick as hell. It was circumcised giving an even bigger impression than it was. Its tip was wet. Tina could not control herself. If Jai could fuck her best friend in bed with her watching, why couldn’t she. She held his cock and guided it in her mouth. She wanted to suck this monster dry. Aslam had never received a blow job before. He grunted in pleasure, not knowing what to do. Fortunately, for him Tina was the best cocksucker in town. She massaged his balls as she took more and more of his cock in her mouth. She controlled the pace of his strokes by holding both his butts in her hands…”Ahh..Madam..aur jor se choosiye..(madam, please suck harder)”..Tina sucked harder, as he continued to mouth fuck her...His hands moved under Tina’s breasts. He grabbed them and started squeezing them. Although he could not see her breasts, he could feel their softness. He pinched her nipples and kneaded them between his fingertips…Tina moaned hard...She continued working his dick like a pro. She decided to be a little naughty, and moved one of his fingers into his ass. ..”ahh...hrrr….” hissed Aslam...He could not hold it in anymore...Tina knew he was about to cum, and took his cock out of her mouth and let him cum on the floor. Even though this was his second load for the day, he was quite surprised with the force and quantity of the ejaculation. Tina could see all his jizz fall to the floor and said .. “Kitna paani nikalta hai tera...Badi garmi hai tere me Aslam…(you came so much..you had too much heat in you)...Aslam was so shy...he barely managed to say..”Madam, kya maal hain aap..sahab bade lucky hain (madam you are so hot, sir is very lucky)”

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Tina checked her watch, it was 30 minutes since they had started the massage, she was afraid Jai would come anytime now...She instructed Aslam to wrap up the massage. Aslam: “Madam, 10 more minutes..Sir usually swims for 45 minutes...allow me to show you some pleasure…”, saying this he spread her legs and started licking Tina’s pussy. “Ahh….fuck….not too hard...it hurts...ahhh Aslam..slower…”, she kept moaning as he continued to lick and suck Tina’s pussy. He grabbed her ass, the best feeling he had since grabbing her tits, and kneaded them hard. He bit her ass cheek gently as a moan escaped her mouth. He inserted his finger in her pussy, and rubbed it as he kept licking and kissing her thighs...In 2 minutes, Tina orgasm’d and Aslam could feel the juices trickle down her inner thighs...Tina was still panting, when Aslam detached his lips from her pussy. Tina stood up, still holding her bra on her breasts, she did not feel like showing Aslam, her tits, in case that made him more horny...She grabbed her panty and hastily went to changing room.
She emerged after five minutes, and tipped Aslam 5000 Rs. While leaving the room, she slapped his butt, “I’ll call you...let’s fix another session later in the week...and keep your mouth shut if you want more fun...If my husband finds out..he will literally fuck you in the ass...” Aslam knew the feeling very well..”thank you madam..”
Jai was watching on the outside, he had masturbated over all the action he saw. His pretty wife blowing a pool boy from slum...He could not wait to get home and fuck his wife left and right....

That night, while Jai drilled Tina’s pussy, all she could think of was Aslam, his tight dark body and his huge circumcised penis. After Jai had satisfied himself and slept...She texted Aslam.. “meet me at hotel bedrock at noon.”

The following morning, Tina took her time to prepare herself. She wanted to give Aslam a nice time, because he had made her happy. She wanted to dress sexy. She knew they would be in the hotel room, so she could really be wearing something explosive. She went with a fully transparent black top, with a black cushioned bra. She decided to go with pink hot shorts, that perfectly accentuated her banging ass.She put her best perfume and got into her car. She showed up at the hotel and Aslam was there. He started salivating after looking at her. He hugged her, rather forcefully, and she could already feel his hard dick against her stomach. As she broke the hug, and moved toward reception...Aslam shamelessly groped her butt...She was shocked but pleased at the same time…
Tina to Receptionist.. “Hi, I have an open account here, I need a room for a day”
Receptionist: “One moment, madam”, and started searching for a room…
Aslam’s hand kept roaming on Tina’s butt making slow circles around her bum...She was so turned on…
Receptionist: “Sorry, mam, we have no free rooms today…”
Tina was disappointed. She and Aslam walked back to her car.
Aslam: “Tina ji, we can go to my house in the basti, it's not luxurious like the hotel , but there is no one at my home…” Tina was hesitant..Aslam’s house was in a low income area...Where houses shared bathrooms and were built right against one another..But she was horny, she wanted to feel Aslam’s fat dick up her pussy..She agreed.
Tina being a rich bitch, drove a white Mercedes S class. She and Aslam drove to Aslam’s home in the basti. As the car pulled up near his chawl, onlookers gathered to look at the fantastic vehicle. They had never seen an expensive car like that in the neighborhood. Aslam and Tina got out. Men leered at her...Looking at this fair hot woman showing her black bra and big butt...they couldn’t keep their eyes off her. Both went into Aslam’s house.
Once inside, Tina wasted no time. She pulled Aslam’s jeans down along with his underwear. She grabbed his semi erect cock and pushed him to the bed. She took his large black cock’s tip in her mouth. Aslam was a bit surprised, but knew this gujju vixen was crazy for his dick. Tina dug her mouth deeper into his cock, bobbing her head up and down sucking hard on his cock. She grabbed his cock by the balls and kept sucking it....Aslam was moaning in ecstasy. Tina sensed that he would not be able to take more and would dirty her clothes with his cum. She stopped and stepped back. She undid her transparent black top...and took it off...She then took off her pink shorts...and jumped on Aslam. Aslam was fully naked, his dark tight body was on the bed, Tina was on top of him..he grabbed her ass, and slid her thongs to the side...then positioned her on his long thick 9 inch cut cock...Her pussy was so wet, that his dick just slid in…”Ahhh..Aslam...easy…” Aslam, grabbed her boobs over her bra as she leaned on him, her ass thrusting out..and started jumping on his hard cock.Fach..Fach..Fach...they kept fucking...She leaned on him, and they did a deep french kiss, as Aslam’s hands roamed all over her body. Aslam then grabbed her by her waist and turned her to the bed, so they were in missionary position...He humped her hard, and tore off her bra….”ahh..easy..Aslam, my top is transparent..and I have to go home after this..” Aslam did not care. He was an animal filled with lust...He started sucking Tina’s nipples..and biting them.. “Ahh...aur zor se choos harami.. (suck harder bastard)”, she cooed. Aslam, thought he was about to cum..and stopped for a minute...then he turned Tina into doggy style...and started humping her again. He kept fucking her for a minute non stop...and stuck his thumb up her asshole. She cried...Now he was fucking her pussy with his cock and fucking her ass with his finger…”Ahhh Aslam...aur zor se…(harder)...”Tina kept moaning. Aslam could not take it anymore...He wanted to cum and cum in her pussy. He gave a final thrust and “ah...nikla mera.. (i am cumming)...” he came gallons of cum...His sticky white cum filled her pussy. She felt every stream of his jet. He kept cumming harder and harder...five or six spurts later he stopped…” He took his dick off Tina’s pink pussy, and out came a ton of cum...It leaked down her pussy on her thighs and fell some on the bed...Tina screamed, as Aslam slapped her tight white ass...Tina turned around and pulled Aslam toward her, kissing her deep on his lips...Both collapsed on the bed...Tina rested her head on Aslam’s chest and moved her hands over his belly and chest...Aslam had his hand on Tina’s plump waist. After this intense romp, both dozed off…

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They had no idea, when the door opened and a black fat bald old man kicked Aslam...Aslam woke up and screamed.. “Abba...you?” …”Haan madharchod..main..kya kar raha hai yeh...randi chod raha hai mere paison se… (yes motherfucker, what are you doing..fucking hookers with my money..).. “Nahi..randi nahi hai..dost hai…(she is a friend)”...”Saale kaise dost...itni chikni ladki ki le raha hai…(what friend..you are fucking his hot chic)”..Then he turned her attention to Tina..in all the commotion, she had managed to find her shorts, and put them on..but her bra was torn and she could not find anything to wear..so she kept her hands on her breasts...to cover them...she got up and was trying to find Aslam’s shirt to wear, but she could not find it…”Saali raand..bachhe ko chodti hai.. (bloody slut , you are fucking a kid)”...He moved toward her and grabbed her arm, and took her arm away from her breasts...he then slapped her...Aslam tried to stop him, but one hit and Aslam fell to the floor...Tina’s lip was bleeding from the slap...She tried to get up, but the man hit her on the belly and knocked her to the floor..He closed the door behind him...The man went toward her now and towered over Tina’s tiny frame...Tina knew she had no chance, when she saw lust in his eyes. This was a six feet tall huge man who was seeing a high class Benz driving hot babe like her for the first time in the nude. She knew his intentions...He grabbed her and threw her on the bed. “saali...bohot chudwana hai tujhe..toh mei garmi nikal deta hoon teri.. (if you wanna fuck so bad, I’ll get the heat out of you)..He took off his his shirt and lungi...He was a dark man...with a huge belly and man boobs. His arms were muscular and his dick was as big as Aslam’s it was fully erect. His balls were way bigger than Aslam’s and hung really low. He jumped on Tina. He was in no mood for games...The old guy used his force to spread Tina’s legs. Tina began to fight, she did not want this fat fuck anywhere close to her. Aslam approached his father. Fat man: “dekh kya raha hai, haath pakad saali ke (what are you looking at, grab her hands)...”Aslam held Tina’s hands. Now she was completely helpless. Her hands were held over her head, and her breast were fully loose hanging from the sides of her chest. In one strong motion, the old man took off her shorts and her pants. “ahh...screamed Tina…” “Chup saali..(shut up)” The old man took a second to look at her big fat pink pussy. He inserted his finger in it to test if it was wet...When he took it out, he realized it had dried cum on it…”Saale Aslam, andar he nikal diya apna paani…(Aslam, you came inside her)...He gave a wicked smile...then spat on her pussy...Then without warning, the fat asshole entered Tina’s pussy. He was not gentle like his son. He was lust consumed and horny. The last woman he had sex with was Aslam’s mother who was dark and thin and no where as well endowed as Tina. Now he was fucking this ripe white as milk - rich gujju chic. Tina screamed...the old man still had strength and erection of a bull. He started to pound her really hard...and kept going. He had good sex stamina and was more mature than Aslam. Tina screamed…”Aslam, save me ..please” Aslam was helpless...The old man kept fucking Tina, as Aslam pinned her down...Tina’s nails clawed at Aslam..The old man, kept his hands just over her pussy, on her fleshy lower belly, as he kept pounding her. He withdrew his dick momentarily. Now he told Aslam.. “ulta kar isko(turn her around)..kutiya ki tarah chodna hai saali ko ( i wanna fuck her doggy style)”. Aslam turned Tina around, and the old man stuck his cock in her pussy. He spanked her and her red ass made him go more horny..He kept fucking her. He inserted his thumb up her asshole, and Tina screamed…”Bohot shor kar rahi hai...Chal apna lauda iske muhme daal de.. (she is screaming a lot, stick your dick up her mouth)” Aslam took his dick and forcefully parted Tina’s lips..He then stuck it in her mouth...and forced Tina to suck his cock. Tina expertly sucked Aslam’s dick, while the fat bastard continued to pound her from behind..Aslam was turned on..and grabbed Tina by her silky long hair. Her head bobbed up and down as she was fucked like a cheap whore by the low life father and son. In one final grunt, the old man grabbed both of Tina’s ass cheeks and thrust all his weight on her hips..He came hard inside her pussy. Tina felt the powerful load and the old man’s weight...He kept cumming like his son...After he was done loading her pussy with his jizz...He let his dick grow limp in her pussy and popped out. Aslam ejaculated his cum without warning in Tina’s mouth. This was his second load, but still a powerful one and nearly choked Tina. She spit out the load and swallowed what she could...The old man collapsed near Tina..He was so happy. The room was hot and the old man’s sweat had trickled on Tina’s naked back. He kept moving his hands all over her butt, rubbing and feeling her ass as much as he could. He then pulled Tina over him and wrapped her in bear hug….He started forcibly kissing her lips and licking her face and neck. Tina was too exhausted to fight this bear of a man. What a sight it was...The bald hairy old fat black man, wrapping his arms around the hottest fair plump gujju snob in town...who lay sprawled over him...After 10 minutes..the old man got up...having had the best fuck of his lifetime. “Chal kapde pehenle...Aslam usko ek kurta de…(cmon wear your clothes, Aslam..give her a shirt)..Tina put the shirt on and was about to put her panties on, when the old man snatched them from her.. “yeh mere pass rahegi (i will keep this)...She had to just wear the pink hot shorts she had. Tina left the shady place as the neighbors gathered around Aslam’s house. “Saali, phir chudwana ho toh aa jana…(bitch, if you wanna get fucked come to me)” shouted the old man, wearing nothing but his underwear...Tina had been fucked so hard, by father and son that she would remember this forever….

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Months passed, and Tina and Jai moved to their own house. A large four bedroom plush condo in Bandra. Since, they were starting out, they needed domestic help. Jai’s long time servant, Ramu kaka moved in with them. Jai knew, his wife would be home alone and did not want a new servant. Ramu kaka was 55 year old man, with all grey hair. He was from Bihar. He had a big paunch but had a strong build, of about 5 ft 10 inches, with strong hands and wide chest. He was a pretty hairy man. He was to do everything for the couple...wash clothes, iron them, cook food and give Jai head massages. He stayed in a small bedroom in their huge home. Although Ramu kaka, was old, he was still very sexual. No one knew. They took him as a harmless slavish mild mannered man. Ramu kaka always had an eye for Tina. He would eye her with lust, when she would roam around in the house in small denim shorts, staring at her well toned, and waxed legs. Since their home was so big, Tina had used one of the bedrooms as a gym. She was a dedicated runner, who ran 5k a day. She would work out in the gym in late mornings, after Jai had left. When she was done, she would be drenched in sweat. The sweat trickled down her fair legs. Sweaty underarms, and tight t-shirt showing her bra impression. Ramu always got hard. Sometimes he would hear the happy couple fuck in their bedroom. Jai would fuck Tina like no tomorrow and outside, Ramu kept masturbating listening to their moans.

One night, Jai came home drunk. Both Tina and Ramu knew that Jai got super horny after getting drunk. Ramu had seen Jai openly grab Tina’s butt in front of him. Jai was so drunk that day, that both Ramu and Tina had to drag him to his bedroom. Jai, “Tina jaan, you are looking so hot today…, Let’s fuck…”. Tina was embarrassed. Jai then got up suddenly, and pulled her black top down, as he fell back to the bed. He pulled it so sharply, that the top got completely torn and her right boob popped out. Ramu had the show of his life. For those five seconds, he saw this fair gujju chick’s taught 34c breasts, with perky brown-pink nipples. Tina covered herself quickly by pulling the top. Ramu, decided to leave the room. Tina closed the door. Jai fell asleep. Ramu went to his room and shagged twice thinking about Tina’s round naked big breasts. What he would give to play with them and suck them

Ramu had to see Tina naked. He had to get another view of the magnificent breasts he had seen. So Ramu made a plan he knew would work. The next day, after Jai left and Tina finished her workout...she went for a bath. Ramu prepared tea for his memsaab but this time he put in a drug that would make Tina pass out. Tina walked into the living room, wearing pink pajamas and a sleeveless flowery top. She had her straight hair let loose and smelled extremely sexy. Her fair arms and sexy looks were driving Ramu crazy. He served the tea to Tina. Tina drank the tea and then started feeling sleepy. She told Ramu she is going in for a nap. Ramu felt so happy. Tina retired into her room and fell asleep. Ramu waited 15 minutes, before he peeked into the room. Tina was sleeping, under the comforter. Ramu mustered courage and approached her. He gently lifted the comforter and took it off Tina. Tina did not even move. Ramu knew his drug was potent. He gave Tina a good look. Here was his super sexy gujju memsaab, lying on her belly , back facing him sleeping soundly on the bed.Ramu did not know where to start from. He nervously, moved his hands to her pants. He gently grabbed the pajama and the underwear off her waist and slid them down her ass, then down to her thighs and to her lower legs. The view that greeted him was nothing short of spectacular. He had seen Tina’s breasts briefly the other day, but this is the first time he was seeing her naked butt.


The two fair globes were perfect. Her awesome big butt was thrust in front of old Ramu. He slowly moved his hands over her butt...He checked to see if Tina responded. She did not.
He got more courage and started kneading on her butts. He started massaging them firmly.
He was horny as hell. He moved his hands to her lower back and raised her top,all the way to the neck.Tina wasn’t wearing a bra. He kissed her over her back. He slid his hands under her belly to her breasts...and slid them inside her bra...He started squeezing her breasts hard, while kissing her neck and back...His cock was fully erect in his lungi now….He slid his lungi down and took his cock out of his underwear. It was 7 inches long and really thick and dark. He pulled his foreskin behind...and exposed his throbbing knob. Ramu took Tina’s nivea cream from drawer and rubbed some on her shaved pussy which was sticking out between her thighs. He put some on his cock. He positioned himself behind her and in one go inserted his dick inside her. He took two seconds to feel the warmth of her pussy and then started pistoning his dick in and out slowly. He grabbed Tina’s breasts from behind as his balls hit her ass cheeks...as he continued humping his gori gujju memsaab. “Hssss….kya makkhan hai saali…(you are made of butter, bitch)”, he pistoned his cock inside her….His big hairy tummy rubbed against her as he continued to fuck pretty Tina from behind...He paused to catch a breath. Then encouraged by the fact, that she hadn’t woken up; he took off her clothes completely. Here she was fully naked; with yet another old man fucking her like there was no tomorrow. He slipped his head down to her pussy and started licking her pussy….keeping his hands under her butts, spreading and groping them as his mouth dug her pussy. Ramu now got on top of her and started fucking Tina in missionary position…”hhaaaaa. Saaali raand...kitni chikni hai re tu….mazzaa aa gaya teri gori choot maarke…(slut..you are soo hot...such a pleasure to fuck your pussy)....The fat hairy Bihari kept fucking Tina up her pussy. His lips explored her neck, furiously kissing and licking her…”Ahh...nikla mera…(here i cum)”... He came really hard...could not control himself and shot streams and streams of cum inside her pussy. Ramu collapsed on Tina...for a full minute before moving from over her….He did not know how to clean this up..Her pussy was full of his cum...she was naked...He decided the only way was to take pictures of her in this state and keep her quiet. He furiously took some pics. The first one had her fully naked, cum oozing from her pussy. The second one ...he took with her ass fully exposed...her breasts , her nipples, her back..he din’t leave any angle...After clicking 50 odd snaps..he left the room…..Even if Tina memsaab found he had fucked her brutally, she wouldn’t dare say a word to anyone...

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Months had passed after the Ramu incident. Tina had told Jai what Ramu had done...Jai got his friends to beat up Ramu...His final humiliation came when he was left naked in a room and Tina came in to fuck his ass with a strap on. Jai destroyed the pics Ramu had taken and kicked him to the curb. The 50 year old fat fuck was put on a train to Bihar and asked never to come back again. Tina loved her husband more than anything after the Ramu incident.

One fine morning Jai told Tina.. “I have a potential client coming in from Saudi..since he wanted to witness Indian household first hand , I invited him to stay over for the weekend. His name is Omar. He will be coming home with me this evening.”

Omar and Jai walked into the house around 5:30 PM. Jai introduced Tina to Omar. Omar was a striking young man, about 6’2 inches tall. He was wearing the white arab robe...had large eyes and well trimmed beard. His skin was a pleasant olive. He had deep voice and spoke in a sexy Saudi accent. Although Tina couldn’t see much of his body shape, she knew the guy maintained himself well looking at his angular jaw, and hardly any face fat.
Jai told Tina.. “Darling, why don’t you show Omar his room and give him the towels to freshen up…” Let’s have dinner around 6:30…
Tina asked Omar to follow him...Omar gladly did. He couldn’t keep his eyes off Tina’s ass. She was wearing white cotton bottoms, which hugged her bum tightly. He couldn’t see the linings of her panty and guessed she was wearing thongs. He observed everything...Her sleeveless pink top, her white string bra casually peeking out , her long straight hair. He noted how lucky Jai was. Tina gave Omar the towels and asked him to freshen up.

Thirty minutes had passed. Jai had started sipping his whiskey...and asked Tina to check on Omar. She knocked on the door...nothing...she knocked again...nothing…”Omar…? Are you Ok?” Seconds passed...and she got concerned....She opened the door slightly….and the to her astonishment….saw Omar’s behind...completely naked. He was facing the mirror on the side, wearing nothing but a pair of headphones...listening to music and appreciating his body. He did not realize Tina had opened the door...perhaps because he was wearing noise cancelling headphones...She closed the door immediately. But couldn’t get the image of his muscular body out of her head. She opened the door again, gently this time. Omar was still busy. He was now applying a perfume...She could see more of him now. The man was hung like an elephant...Dark thick circumcised penis...No pubic hair...chiseled abs, a very muscular ass, and strong legs. She was wet...This Saudi stallion would be a fuck machine in the bed…
She left quietly.

About twenty minutes later, Omar joined Tina and Jai. He noticed Tina was visibly flushed...her cheeks were red and she seemed very quiet.

The three had dinner. Wine and whiskey flowed…
Around 11 PM..Jai said .. “we got to sleep...tomorrow is a long day…I will get ready for bed...Tina darling why don’t you check if Omar needs anything before he hits the bed…”...Jai could hardly walk straight...He walked toward the bedroom...as Omar followed Tina to the guest bedroom. Omar was surprisingly sober but Tina was a little tipsy. Tina started making Omar’s bed. As she started turning around and asked Omar.. “Omar, do you want anything?”...she was completely taken aback. Omar stood there..totally naked...His dick semi erect. He said…”Tina...why don’t you tell me if you want anything? I figured, you would appreciate a more direct view of my naked body…” So he knew...he knew she was watching him...Tina looked away...she said.. “Please..cover up. This isn’t right….I might have slipped a bit..but I don’t want this to get further…” Without saying a word, Omar turned Tina around pushed her to the bed...she fell on her belly...He layed on top of her...His legs spread apart, resting his cock over her bum. She could feel him getting rock hard. His dick was throbbing. He whispered into her ear…”One scream and Jai loses his multi million contract with me….No Saudi will deal with him again…Why not have some fun this weekend and satisfy our lust and help Jai score a contract?” Saying this , he moved his hands over her white bottoms...he pulled them down slowly, instead of yanking them. He stood up to appreciate the view. He was right...This hot sexy gujju bhabhi was wearing light blue satin thongs...He grabbed her butt cheeks, resisting a spank...he knew any more noise and Jai would hear them...He turned her around on her back…and got his cock near her face...It was standing in its full 8 inch glory and was thick as a tree trunk...Tina felt the lust build in her and lost clarity of thought. She instantaneously took his dick in her mouth. She bobbed on his cock, her warmth engulfed him..she licked under his manhood...the whole length..sending tickle through his spine...She grabbed his balls and started sucking his dick. She sucked hard and sucked like there was no tomorrow… She put her hands on his muscular butt and squeezed his cheeks into her , controlling his gyrating movements. Omar fucked her mouth hard...He was so excited...he could barely control himself...He pulled away… “take off your top...we don’t want to spoil it..” Tina took off her pink sleeveless top...Omar didn’t bother taking off her bra...He grabbed her head and fucked her face...In five minutes he came..some of it went into her mouth and some fell over her neck and breasts...He was done...he pulled away. Tina was still gagging on his semen...She rushed to the bathroom to wash herself. She put on the top and started to rush out...He caught her by her waist…”When he is asleep, come back to me...and wear something ...sexy”. He let her go...She rushed to her bedroom. All of the incident had taken fewer than 7-8 minutes.
Once in the room, Tina headed straight for the bath...and came after thoroughly washing herself...She had changed into tiny white hot shorts and a crop top with no bra...Her nipples were erect..thinking of Omar and her midriff showed her slightly plump midriff and navel. As she hopped into bed, Jai got the impression Tina was longing for sex. She usually never wore such clothes to bed….He climbed on top of her and humped her missionary style like a typical drunk gujju man. She kept thinking of Omar all the while….

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midascyber

Diary of a Gullible Bimbo Nisha

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Dear Friends,

What I am going to post below is taken from my wife's diary.

I know, I know that reading someone's diary is a strict no no, but believe me I could not stop myself. You will realize when you read the story too.

First, a short introduction of my wife.

Nisha Chouhan. 20 Years.

Been to girl's college all her life and got into an arranged marriage with me. She is fair with dark wavy hair. 5'4" tall with 34DD-25-36 figure. When god was making her, he put extra helping of boobs for her. And then he compensated by putting in half the amount of brain.

The girl is dumb, period. She barely managed to finish her collegeing after failing multiple times in each class. When finally she passed college, her family decided to get her married off.

She has the body of a porn star and the mind of a innocent collegegirl. She is too gullible and believes anything anyone tells her authoritatively.

Before finishing up, here's a description of her body.

She has got a slim athletic figure courtesy of playing sports and dancing in college. Her massive breasts were the best you can imagine. Her wide hips narrowed to a tiny waist. A superbly flat stomach led up to two breasts of prodigious proportions. Dark hair reached down over her shoulders just touching the top of her bosom and surrounded her supermodel face with its elfin features with slightly overlarge almond eyes, her button nose and full soft pink lips. Her great beach ball like mammaries but also the dark pink areolas that must have been three inches across and the central peak of her nipples currently lying quiescent. She seemed to have juicy and bouncy breast with a dark areola plonked on the front of it and a huge nipple sticking up proudly from that so the whole breast looked like a cupcake with icing and a cherry in the middle. Definitely good enough to eat.

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The diary below

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I'm so grateful for the wonderful healthcare system we have here in Canada. Just recently it was responsible for preventing an outbreak of infection among women in my neighborhood. The medical community and the Center For Disease Control were very proactive and had doctors come right to our doors.

I was sitting having coffee in my kitchen one morning last week, just after my husband had left for work. I hadn't bothered to dress yet, and just had on a sheer blue negligee with matching sheer blue panties. I didn't even have a bra on.

The doorbell rang and I answered it without grabbing my robe. I was sure it must be Linda, my neighbor, coming over as she often does to have a cup of coffee. To my surprise, a young man in a white lab coat was standing there. An official looking photo ID badge was pinned to the breast pocket and he carried a black bag.

"Good morning, madam," he said, "I'm Doctor Hardcock from the Center for Disease Control. Can I have a few minutes of your time?" I realised that he could see just about everything through my negligee so I was trying to hide myself behind the door. "I'm not dressed," I said, "let me grab my robe."

"Actually, madam, that's not necessary. I'm a doctor. No need to be embarrassed."

"Oh, Ok then" I said. "Please come in, Doctor."

I invited him into the kitchen and offered him coffee which he accepted. "Why do you need to see me?" I asked.

"We have a serious health threat," he told me. "The threat is confined to women and we believe only to women in this area. Recently a large shipment of women's underwear manufactured in China was distributed to department stores in this area. We believe that an infectious parasite was imported with this shipment and has already infected several women. We'd like to stop this thing in its tracks so we're going door to door to find out who might be at risk."

"Oh, my," I replied. "That's awful. It's wonderful that you're doing this. I didn't even know we had a Center for Disease Control. What can I do to help?"

"If you could just answer a few questions, hopefully we can rule you out as a potential victim, Mrs.....?"

"Chouhan, but why don't you call me Nisha, Doctor Hardcock?"

"OK, Nisha," he answered with a charming smile. "Now do you remember if you bought any panties in the last 2 months or so?"

"Well, yes, I have. I buy new panties every week. I always seem to be losing them."

A look of concern came over his face. "Did you buy them locally?"

"Yes, Doctor. Oh my, do you think they were contaminated?"

"I'll have to have a look at them, Nisha. We know the labels belonging to the suspect garments so I can tell right away if you're at risk."

"OK, Doctor, why don't you come to my bedroom and I'll show you" I led him down the hall and for a second I thought it was a little odd that a strange man was going to root through my panty drawer, but then I remembered. He's a doctor!!

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When we reached the bedroom I opened the drawer and he began rummaging around. He pulled out each pair and inspected the labels. Once in a while he would set a pair of panties aside on the dresser. When he was finished he scooped up the six pairs and placed them in a clear plastic Ziploc bag he had pulled from his black bag.

"These are definitely from the shipment concerned. I'm afraid I have to confiscate these for testing. But don't worry, I'll give you a receipt. They will be returned to you when all this is over and we have cleared them of any possible contamination." He pulled a marker from his pocket and wrote my name on the Ziploc bag.

I was relieved. "Some of those are my favorite panties," I told him. He smiled and we returned to the kitchen.

"Now, about the panties you have on right now," he said. "I'll have to check those. Why don't you just bend over the table here and I'll quickly check the label." I did as he directed and he stepped behind me and flipped my negligee up.

I felt him grab the waistband of my sheer blue panties and roll it back to view the label." Bad news, I'm afraid," he told me. "These have to come with me." I went to stand up to take them off but he quickly offered to do it, so I bent over again and let him slide my panties down to my ankles and I stepped out of them.

"Can I stand up now?" I asked. I was feeling just a little embarrassed. "Of course," he said. "I'm really sorry to put you through this, but it is necessary. I hope you understand."

"Oh, of course, Doctor," I replied.

"Now that we know for sure that you have worn the contaminated panties, I have to do a quick test to see if you've picked up an infection from the parasite. It's a simple test, I just take a saliva sample from your mouth with this special instrument. It's a new technology and the instrument is large and can frighten some people. So just close your eyes till I tell you the test is over."

I sat down as he directed me and opened my mouth wide. I sensed him standing in front of me. "OK here it comes, Nisha. Open wide and coat it with as much saliva as you can. It will swell somewhat as it absorbs the saliva, so don't be alarmed." I felt the instrument enter my mouth and he wasn't kidding! It was quite large and had a fleshy taste. I did as he told me and tried to get as much spit on it as I could. I felt it start to grow in my mouth and as it did he began to work it back and forth. I assumed he was trying to gather as much saliva as he could. At one point he pushed it in too far and I gagged. "Sorry Nisha. Just want to get an accurate reading. OK I'm going to remove the instrument now, but just keep your eyes closed and relax for a minute."

I felt the large instrument pull from my mouth. After a few seconds he told me to open my eyes. "How do you feel?" he asked me. "I'm fine," I replied. To be honest I felt a little flushed and I wasn't sure why. He had removed a vial from his bag and was shaking the contents. "Just combining your saliva with this test mixture, Nisha, it'll just take a second. Uh-oh. More bad news. Looks like you've definitely picked up this parasite"

"Oh my God!" I shrieked. "What does that mean? Is it fatal?"

He started to laugh. "Heavens, no, Nisha. It can give you a bad vaginal infection, but we already have the antibiotics to kill it. I'm going to give you a shot right now and it will most likely fix your problem immediately."

Was I ever relieved! He positioned me over the table again, and flipped up the back of my negligee. "Am I getting the shot in my butt?" I asked. "Can't I get it in the arm?"

"Oh, no, you misunderstood" he replied. "The antibiotic is in liquid form and I need to apply it directly to the site of the infection in the vagina. I'll be using a large syringe and I'll have to pump it while it's inserted in your vagina to ensure I get enough pressure. I need to know that the antibiotic gets all the way up to attack the infection in case it has spread."

"OK Doctor. I'm a little nervous, I can tell you."

"Please don't be, Nisha. I'll be as gentle as possible. I've treated several women in this area and they all said afterwards that they found it pleasurable instead of painful!"

I was reassured. He positioned himself behind me and placed one hand on my lower back. "Close your eyes, Nisha, and this will be over before you know it."

I felt him position the syringe at the entrance to my pussy and slowly push it in. To my surprise it felt quite warm and not cold as I had expected. My God, I thought, it's a huge syringe and so thick! But I was determined to be a good patient and said nothing. He worked it further into my pussy. I realised that what he had said earlier was true. It was starting to feel really good! Modern medicine sure is wonderful. I felt so full down there. That syringe had to be at least 9" long!

"OK Nisha, I have the syringe fully inserted now. How do you feel, are you OK?"

"Yes, Doctor," I replied somewhat breathlessly.

"Now I have to pump the syringe a little to get the pressure up, Nisha. Are you ready? It'll all be over soon."

"I'm ready Doctor."

He pulled the syringe out an inch or so and slowly pushed it back in. He repeated this a few times, then gradually increased the speed of his pumping till the syringe was driving in and out of my pussy like a piston. I realised I was grasping the edges of the table and sweating. He was right, it felt good. I cried out in ecstasy and at the same moment felt the syringe spurt its contents deep into my vagina. It spurted a few times and then I felt it gradually withdraw. I heard him fussing about behind me zipping up his bag. Then he instructed me to get up.

When I turned around, I was a little embarrassed about having cried out like that. He gave me a warm smile. I noticed he had beads of sweat on his forehead. "Are you OK, Doctor?," I asked. "You look a little flushed." "So do you," he said, "but don't worry, I'm fine. It just takes some effort to pump that syringe. How about you, Nisha, how do you feel?"

"Actually, Doctor, I feel great. I wish all medical procedures made me feel like that."

He suddenly seemed in a hurry to leave, mumbling about other calls to make. I wanted him to stay. I felt quite attracted to him even though he was not much older than me. But a few seconds later the door closed and he was gone. I went back to the kitchen still feeling flushed. As I sat down to finish my coffee, I felt warm wetness oozing from my pussy.

Uh-oh, I thought, the antibiotics! I ran to the bathroom, wandering how to keep it from escaping. I reached down and found a glob of it on my fingers. As I was about to try to push it back in, I thought that it looked awfully like sperm. I brought it to my mouth and gave it a quick taste test. It sure tasted like cum.
What a coincidence, I thought, as I pushed it as best I could back into my pussy.

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Nisha the Saleswoman

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Before moving to Canada, Nisha stayed in Bangalore with her husband. This is a story of those times.

N.B. This story is in third person. It seems better suited for these formats.

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The only thing that saved Nisha from being called a dumb woman was that she was too nice. However there was little doubt that she wasn't the sharpest knife in the cutlery drawer. Not that she didn't have a certain instinctive cunning; more that she was known by all who knew her as exceptionally naïve to the point of breathtaking gullibility.

Her husband, Vivek, despaired. Despite being a successful engineer, he knew he was more than lucky to have such a hot girlfriend. Apart from distinctive long dark locks, she had a stunning figure -- tall, slim and leggy but with enormous firm breasts and a perfect tight arse -- as well as striking dark eyes and delicate features.

However Vivek was constantly having to guard her against sexual advances from virtually every man who met her. He'd lost count of the number of times when, out for a night in the pub, he had returned from the lavatory to find Nisha being chatted up by strangers.

He'd even had to chase away one man who had been fondling her exposed boobs, claiming he was a doctor who had had to give her an emergency breast check. When he asked Nisha why she'd thought he was a doctor, she showed him a beer mat with some scrawled illegible writing on.

"See, he said doctors were famous for having awful writing and then he wrote down my name. And I definitely can't read it," she'd justified.

Luckily for Vivek, Nisha's job as a receptionist for a local hair salon involved very little unsupervised contact with the opposite sex. All the hairdressers were female, as were the vast majority of customers, and the owner, a matronly woman in her 50s, always kept an eye out for anyone trying to trick Nisha into over-familiarity.

Unfortunately, she herself was tricked by her less-than-honest accountant who embezzled enough funds to send the salon into financial ruin and it closed with all the employees losing their jobs.

Although Vivek made enough of an income for Nisha not to have to work, he'd realised that leaving her home all day wasn't a great idea either when, luckily, he'd come home early to find the window cleaner with his hand up her skirt, fingering her pussy.

Nisha had been indignant when Vivek had attacked him and thrown him out.

"I can't believe you did that! He's a poor blind old man. He was just touching me so that he could recognise me in the future."

However she hadn't been able to respond coherently as to how a blind man could be a window cleaner nor why he had needed to feel her cunt and breasts rather than just her face.

"Oh, yeah, I hadn't thought of that. Do you think he was just joking then?"

So Nisha embarked on a job search which was also very stressful for Vivek. Finding a role where her naïveté wouldn't be abused proved to be difficult.

In fact after an interview at a reputable bank, Vivek was dismayed to hear that Nisha had been invited back for a second interview.

"Isn't it exciting," she said, "The personnel woman didn't really like me that much the manager took me aside afterwards and said I needed to go back at 6 o'clock tonight so that he could do a thorough physical in private and if I performed to standard I might be able to get a job!"

She didn't really understand why Vivek refused to let her return.

Eventually however, Nisha did land a job that seemed relatively safe and also one at which she might excel.

Interestingly, the role involved organising lingerie parties for an Anne Summers type networking company called Funky Lady. The customer base was female as were the staff. Despite the racy nature of the products, Vivek couldn't really see how Nisha could get herself into trouble. And the reality was that she loved pretty things, had great taste in clothes and would be a superb model for the underwear. It was this latter fact that had finally persuaded Vivek, particularly as Nisha had promised to give him a private viewing every night.

Nisha for her part was really excited that she'd found a role which she could really enjoy. She thought that Vivek was more than a little overprotective and even a bit prudish sometimes. She was a big girl and she could look after herself!

Which perhaps explained why she didn't tell him about some of Funky Lady's more adult products. They didn't just sell mainstream lingerie but also some more specialised role play costumes such as naughty nurse outfits as well as a range of sex toys and accessories.

What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him, she thought.

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The night of her first party came quickly and it was a huge success. The party was held at a friend of a friend's house and the 25 or so mostly middle-aged women reacted well to Nisha's open fun style. As the wine flowed more freely, Nisha brought out some of the more interesting items which caused a lot of giggling and joking.

She got a lot of lingerie orders and also sold a few toys, creams and lubricants on the night. She also made several follow-up appointments with some ladies who maybe felt a little shy and didn't want to buy anything in front of anyone else.

Later that week, she knocked on the door of a suburban house, ready for her final appointment of the week. She had with her two good-sized trolley-bags full of lingerie, in her own size, and a varied selection of accessories.

Gangadhar had been reading the newspaper when he heard the knock. In his early fifties, Gangadhar had taken early retirement from his job as a lorry driver the previous month. He was a relatively fit man for his age although his beer belly was a bit larger than it should have been and he was going rapidly bald. Miriam, his wife of 30 years was working a shift in the local supermarket and she wasn't due back until that evening.

When he opened the door, he found himself looking at a goddess. She was in her early-twenties and was wearing a cream business suit made up of a fitted jacket and a mini-dress. Her legs were bare and her matching stiletto heels had tasteful strapping up over her ankles.

Her black hair shone in the sunlight and her dark eyes were wide and inviting if a little vacant. Her figure was astonishing. He didn't think he'd ever seen a woman with such long legs and also such large breasts in one perfect package.

"Oh, hello, I'm Nisha from Funky Lady. I've got an appointment with Padma Kapoor?" Nisha said, surprised that Padma's husband would be around. She'd thought that Padma had wanted to make her purchases in privacy. After all, a lot of them would be for his benefit.

Gangadhar had no idea who Padma was. Perhaps it was because retirement had already become boring; or perhaps it was simply because he'd never before been in the presence of such a gorgeous young woman, but rather than admit his ignorance, he decided that it would more fun to just play along even if it resulted in just a few more minutes with her.

"Padma? She's just popped out but she won't be long. Come in. Would you like a cup of tea?"

Gangadhar helped Nisha in with her bags and showed her into the living room.

"There you go. Make yourself comfortable. I'll go and make a cuppa. Do you take sugar?"

Nisha sat down and opened her first case while Gangadhar made the tea. As he came back he allowed himself to peak around the corner, before entering the room.

She was sitting on a low sofa so that her legs were exposed to high up her thighs. And, unless he was going mad, she was holding up a bra. He saw that her case was full of lingerie and she had put some brochures on the coffee table. Funky Lady? Obviously this young woman had come to sell underwear to Padma, whoever she was.

"Here we are, milk, no sugar," he said as he sat down opposite her doing his best not to stare up her skirt.

"Thanks, Mr. Kapoor," Nisha replied. "Do you know how long Padma will be? I'm sure we agreed two o'clock."

"Um, yes, that's right. She said she'd be back by now. Let's give it a minute and I'll give her a call to see where she is."

"OK." Nisha was a little surprised that Padma, whom she recalled as being a slender elegant woman in her early-thirties, was married to such an unprepossessing and old-fashioned man but she knew that love could blossom between virtually anyone, no matter how poorly matched they might seem. She looked around at the kitsch décor and collection of porcelain cats and thought that Padma had a lot better taste in clothes than in interior design.

Meanwhile, Gangadhar had picked up one of the catalogues and was flicking through pictures of lovely young women in their underwear. He adjusted himself uncomfortably to conceal his growing erection.

"Do you like what you see?" Nisha asked artlessly.

Too right I bloody do, thought Gangadhar. Out loud, however, he said, "Um, yes there are some lovely items in here."

After an awkward pause, Nisha looked pointedly at her watch.

"Right. I'll just give her a call to see how long she'll be," Gangadhar said, leaving the room ostensibly to find a phone.

In the kitchen, he thought about his options. He could make up an excuse for Padma's absence and allow Nisha to leave. Or he could somehow persuade her to stay for a bit longer. Maybe he was perverted, but he couldn't deny that talking to a hot young lady about underwear was more than a little arousing.

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After a couple of minutes he went back in.

"Nisha, I'm so sorry but Padma has been delayed. She sends her apologies but she won't be able to make it back for ages."

"Oh, well that's a shame." Nisha was disappointed. She'd already hit her week's sales target which meant that a high proportion of everything she sold today would be converted to commission in her pocket.

"But she's told me what she likes and said to surprise her with a few things. I've got to say there's loads of good stuff in here," he said, sensing her frustration and pointing to one of the brochures. "I think I'd like to get her quite a few things, if that's OK."

He could almost see Nisha's eyes light up as she sniffed an impending sale.

Nisha considered. She knew that she was alone in a house with a strange man and was potentially putting herself at risk. But he looked so harmless and she so wanted to be able to prove to the semi-sceptical Vivek that she could be a real success in this career.

"OK. Is there anything in particular you like the look of?" she smiled.

Gangadhar sat down next to her and pointed randomly to the open page. The picture showed a stunning young woman wearing a lacy red bra, a matching thong and suspender belt and sheer red stockings. Her nipples were obvious through the bra and the rear shot of her arse left nothing to the imagination.

"Oh, yes," Nisha gushed. "That's a very popular set." She rummaged in her case and brought out some skimpy bits of ruby lace. "Do you know what size Padma is?"

Never having seen Padma, Gangadhar didn't have a clue. He decided to take a chance. "Um, I think she's the same size as you," he said nodding to her substantial bosom.

Nisha looked puzzled. She lifted up her breasts as if offering them to Gangadhar. "Are you sure? She was about the same height and shape as me but I didn't think she had such large breasts."

Gangadhar groaned under his breath as he openly stared at her chest. He decided to push things further. "Well, it's really difficult to tell through that dress."

"OK, well let's assume she's a size 10 with a 34DD bra size for now. If you order the full set I can throw in a set of stockings for free," Clare offered, sensing that Gangadhar was really interested in a purchase.

"Hmm, I'm not sure. It's really difficult to tell what it looks like on..." Gangadhar had no idea where this was going but he could already tell that not only was Nisha desperate for an order but that she was probably going to be easy to manipulate.

Nisha paused. If this were a full party or even if she were selling to a woman alone, she wouldn't hesitate to get changed and give the customer a proper viewing. However she could just imagine Vivek's voice if he were ever to find out that she'd stripped to her underwear for a male client. But this sounded like it could be a big sale.

"Well I suppose I could model them for you..." she started uncertainly.

"Oh, that would be great!" Gangadhar enthused.

"Er, OK. Where can I change?" Nisha asked.

"Let me go and tidy up the dining room -- you can change in there." He almost capered to the dining room and when he got there, he did a little dance. He couldn't believe she'd fallen for it! He needed to stay calm and not give away his excitement.

He looked around the room. Was there anything in here to give him away? He took down two family pictures which showed Miriam and him. What about in the living room? He went back in.

Luckily Nisha hadn't bothered to look on the mantelpiece or she'd have seen several photos which would have been difficult to explain.

"Right, in you go," he said, pointing the way. "Come back in when you're ready."

Just as she left, her phone, which she'd left on top her case, began to flash, luckily in silent mode. He froze for a second and grabbed it. It looked like a local number. Carefully he pressed the answer button and quietly said, "Hello."

"Oh hello," said a cultured voice. "I was after Nisha. This is Padma Kapoor. She was due to come and see me today at two?"

Gangadhar thought quickly; he looked around the room for inspiration. "I'm sorry. Mrs. Kapoor. This is Tony Somany, Nisha's boss. Nisha has been regrettably called away. A family emergency. Please accept my apologies for the inconvenience."

"Oh, I see. Well perhaps she can come and see me next Tuesday, Mr. Somany?" Padma replied.

"Erm. Yes that would be great," Gangadhar answered. "Shall we say 2pm again?"

"Yes, that's fine thanks."

"OK then. Actually please can I just confirm your address?" Gangadhar asked.

"Yes, it's 33 Acacia Drive." Gangadhar now understood why Nisha had turned up at his house -- his address was 33 Acacia Terrace. She'd made a simple mistake although Acacia Drive was at the other end of town and significantly more upmarket than this area.

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After he'd rung off and put the phone back on the bag, he hid all incriminating pictures around the room. He smoothed down the wisps of hair still left on his head as he looked into the mirror over the fireplace. If he were honest with himself, he'd never been a particularly attractive man even when young. He was shorter than average, had a heavy brow and bad teeth. Age had made him overweight and his hair had first turned grey and was now disappearing. He did still care for his wife but the chance to get this close to woman beautiful enough to be glamour model who was willing to parade in front of him in her underwear was just too much to turn down.

"I'm ready, Mr. Kapoor." He heard the call and forced himself to take some deep slow breaths.

But when she came back in he almost swore out loud as she unselfconsciously strode into the room and stood in front of him.

The deep ruby hue of the lingerie set showed Nisha's flawless body off perfectly. He hadn't appreciated just how fabulous her breasts were. Her red nipples were clearly visible through the intricate bra and he thought he could see a small dark patch in between her legs through her g-string. She was still wearing her high-heeled shoes which emphasised the fabulous length of her stocking clad legs. The suspender belt was tiny and the straps cut delicately into her thighs.

"What do you think?" Nisha asked ingenuously.

Gangadhar forced himself to speak slowly. "Yes, that's really nice. Can I have a closer look?"

"Sure," Nisha replied enthusiastically. The bra has got fantastic built-in support. It's really comfortable. And the whole set is 100% silk. It feels wonderful on the skin."

Gangadhar had sat down in front of her so that her crotch was only a foot from his face.

"It does look great, I have to say," he managed to get out as Nisha turned to give him a view of her incredible peachy bum. The red string disappeared between the top of her buttocks giving him an uninterrupted view of her creamy arse; her long black hair came halfway down her back. He rubbed his erection a couple of times before strategically placing a cushion on his lap as she turned back.

"Well can I put you down for a set?" Nisha turned and smiled down at him over her imperious breasts,

Gangadhar's mind spun as he thought about how to take things further still. "Are you sure that it's nice and smooth. My wife has very delicate skin."

"Oh, yes. It's lovely and cool," she replied.

"Can I feel?" Gangadhar asked, trying to keep his voice relaxed.

"Erm, well, OK," Nisha wasn't too surprised at the request as lots of customers wanted to feel the product. Of course, she should have allowed him to do so before she put it on.

Gangadhar stood up and reached for her breasts. At first he slid his first two fingers on each hand behind the top of the bra cups and felt the material with his thumbs.

"Oh, yes very nice," he said as he pushed his fingers into the low-cut bra a little further until he could feel the tops of her nipples with them. He couldn't believe how smooth and velvety her bosom felt.

Nisha assumed he had touched her nipples by accident so when he said, "What about the panties?" she pushed her hips forward slightly to allow him access.

Gangadhar slid his right hand down the front of her thong allowing his fingers to play through her trimmed pubic hair.

"Nice isn't it, Mr. Kapoor?" Nisha asked guilelessly as felt up her crotch with one hand and, by chance of course, brushed his fingers over her right nipple with his other.

"Oh yes," Gangadhar moaned

After a minute, Gangadhar realised that Nisha would suspect if he persisted so he tried a different tack. He just had to see those breasts.

"You said that the bra has got good support but it seems to me your breasts are very firm so they don't need that much help. It's really difficult to judge just how supportive it is without being able to compare to your breasts without a bra."

At the party she'd hosted, she'd been fairly relaxed about going topless in front of the customers as she changed. But it was a bit different with a man. Still if it helped the sale. "Erm, well I suppose I could just let you have a quick look but only as a comparison."

"Great," Gangadhar smiled. "It would really help me decide what I'm going to order." He couldn't believe she was going to swallow his story but she reached behind to unclasp her bra.

As she did so, her breasts surged forward but didn't sag much at all. She pulled the bra off completely, leaving Gangadhar breathless with desire.

As he'd suspected her nipples were red and, relative to the size of her tits, quite small. Her bosom was milky with a light smattering of freckles. She could easily have got away without a bra.

"They are nice and firm but I promise the support this bra provides is fantastic," she said conversationally.

Gangadhar couldn't resist. He reached out and took hold of one breast in each hand, weighing them to judge their firmness.

"Oh!" Nisha was startled but decided to allow him to have a good feel. After all it wasn't like he was fondling her boobs exactly. He was just weighing them up to gauge the support the bra provided.

"Hmmm," Gangadhar did his best to continue the deception. "Yes, as I suspected you've got great big firm tits. It's a beautiful bra but I'm not sure how much support your boobs actually need," he said as he continued to squeeze her astonishing breasts.

"Oh, honestly they might seem like they don't need a bra. But they're really comfortable in this one," Nisha gasped slightly as Gangadhar pinched her nipples to stiffness but didn't protest.

Realising that if he continued his shameless groping she might question his motives, Gangadhar allowed his hands to drop with a sigh. She reached out to put the bra back on but Gangadhar took it away from her to have a closer look.
"OK," he said, "you've convinced me. I'll take the full set."

"Oh, fantastic!" Nisha breasts bounced delightfully as she clapped her hands girlishly, forgetting that she was topless, before reaching across for her order pad.

Gangadhar stared at her glorious breasts as she carefully wrote out the product details. He planned his next steps.

"Right, what else can you show me?" he asked once she was finished.

"Erm, how about some of these..." She turned around and bent over to rummage through her open case once more. The lips of her pussy bulged invitingly around her g-string. Gangadhar squeezed rubbed himself again until she'd found some other underwear to show him.

For the next half an hour, she showed him another three or four sets of lingerie. He didn't ask her to try any of them on as he didn't want her to remember that she was bare-breasted and put on a bra. Each time she showed him something else he prevaricated before allowing her to win him over. If he'd had any intention of actually buying all this, it would cost him a fortune!

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After a while, Gangadhar noticed that Nisha still hadn't opened up her other case.

"What's in there?" he asked.

Despite the fact that her breasts had been groped, her pussy had been felt and that all she was wearing was a skimpy thong, stockings, suspenders and high heels, Nisha had remained fairly relaxed. However Gangadhar's question caused her to blush enchantingly. He was pointing to her case of massage lotions, sexual lubricants and erotic toys.

"Um, well, those are some of the more interesting accessories we sell," she said.

"Really? Great. Padma asked me specially to get her some stuff. What have you got?" Gangadhar asked noticing her discomfort. What the fuck has she got in there? he thought.

Nisha tentatively opened the case and reached in for something, trying her best not to reveal the range of dildos and vibrators. She pulled out a small sampler bottle of Nipplicious.

"Wow, what's that," Gangadhar snatched away the bottle to have a look at it. "Cherry-flavoured nipple drops. Makes nipples more sensitive," he read.

He looked up at Nisha and then down at her lovely fat tits. "Do they work?" he asked.

"Of course!" Nisha asserted, although to be fair she'd been warned that the efficacy was much more psychological than real. However, she realised that Gangadhar was interested and, at 800Rs a bottle, she sniffed another order.

Gangadhar had opened the bottle, pulling out the dropper and giving it a sniff. "So what you're saying is that if I put this on of your nipples it would become more sensitive than the other one?"

"Erm, well yes I suppose so," Nisha replied less enthusiastically, now very conscious that she was still topless.

Gangadhar smiled, "Come here then. Let's give it a go."

Nisha considered briefly before sitting down beside Gangadhar and pushing out her nipples for him.

Gangadhar sighed in pleasure as lifted up her right breast with one hand before applying two drops of Nipplicious to the cherry-red tip.

"Oh! It's a bit cold!" Nisha gasped. Her nipple immediately swelled until it was rigid.

Gangadhar couldn't stop himself. "Let me test how sensitive it is now." He bent down and began to suck her left nipple.

"Mr. Kapoor! I'm not sure that this is appropriate!" she gasped, although she didn't pull away. "And anyway that's the wrong nipple!"

Gangadhar gave the nipple another lick before looking up at her. "I need to test them both out and compare how horny you get as well as how it tastes. I just want to make sure it works before I buy a few bottles," he casually added before starting to lick and suck once more.

"Oh, well, I suppose that's OK then," Nisha squeaked as he flicked his tongue forcefully over her erect nipple.

After a few minutes on her left breast, Gangadhar sat up and asked, "How was that?"

Nisha looked at him and decided to play it cool. After all, she wanted to encourage a sale. "It was OK. Here why don't you try this one," she offered holding up the other breast which had the drops on.

Gangadhar smiled at her artlessness before diving down and taking it into his mouth. The cherry flavour was over-sweet and artificial but he ignored it, concentrating on the tremendous feeling of her hard bud in his mouth. While he sucked, he continued to massage her other boob.

Nisha decided that she had to appear more aroused now he was sucking the treated breast. She closed her eyes and imagined it was her boyfriend Vivek licking her nipple.

"Oh, yes. That's really nice," she over-acted. Gangadhar chuckled to himself but decided to carry on taking advantage of the situation.

Nisha began moaning and groaning, allowing herself to become excited at Gangadhar's touch. She was even slightly disappointed when he stopped although he continued to play with her tits.

"Well that definitely seems to work. I'll take a couple of bottles."

"Yes!" Nisha exclaimed without thinking but Gangadhar didn't seem to have noticed.

Still feeling a little flushed she added the items to the order sheet. While she was doing this, Gangadhar had moved over to the other sofa, adjusting his erection surreptitiously, and had pulled another bottle out of her bag.

"This looks interesting!" he said. Dreading what he might have, Nisha was actually quite relieved he'd found some Pussylicious, Nipplicious's sister product. It could have been a lot worse. Again she wasn't sure how well it really worked. She would have to be really persuasive to make a sale.

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Once more Gangadhar read out the label, "Makes any pussy taste fantastic, increases sensitivity -- guaranteed orgasms! Hmm. Looks interesting. I might buy some of this as well. Padma does like to have her cunt licked," he added unnecessarily.

"Really? Anyway, yes, it's a very popular product. Can I put you down for two bottles of that too?"

"Maybe," Gangadhar pretended to deliberate. "I mean if it definitely works as advertised..."

Padma contemplated for a few seconds. Vivek would probably be upset with her but he didn't need to know. Anyway this was about her career and not about sex.

She stood up. "Would you like to try some out on me?"

Gangadhar stared long and hard at her crotch which was now just a few inches in front of her face. Her thong looked slightly damp and he was sure he could smell her pussy.

"I suppose that's probably the best way," he agreed and, without asking, peeled down her g-string.

Nisha eagerly stepped out of it and kicked off her heels, thinking that it should be easy enough to convince him of the efficacy of the drops. She lay back on the sofa and opened her lithe stocking covered legs.

Gangadhar was incredulous. The most attractive woman he'd ever met was lying virtually naked in front of him freely offering him her cunt. This wasn't a fantasy; this was real! He knelt in front of her.

The first thing he noticed was that the little patch of hair above her pussy was as red as the hair on her head. He could also now see that her lips were slightly damp, a consequence of his vigorous work earlier on her nipples.

"I think I should have a good taste first, before I try the drops out, just so I've got a good basis to compare," he said before burying his face between her long smooth thighs. She actually tasted fantastic -- fresh and clean with just hint of heady saltiness. He delicately licked up and down her lips a few times before flicking his tongue over her erect clit.

"Oh!" she squealed as he sucked her clit harder. She bit her lip and tried her best not to respond as he slid a finger into her cunt and bent it upwards to massage her from the inside.

Despite her best efforts she couldn't help but let out the odd squeal as Gangadhar, playing along with the game, did his best to make her come. After a few minutes, he decided he would try the drops.

"I've got to say your pussy tastes lovely and you seem quite sensitive already," he told her.

She blushed at the unusual compliment before gasping as the cold drops ran from her clit down her moist lips to her arsehole.

"Right let's see how you taste now," Gangadhar bent back to his task immediately, allowing his free hand to rub himself through his trousers.

Once more he licked, sucked and nibbled her pussy. The strawberry-flavoured drops did nothing for him but he took no notice and continued to enthusiastically lick her.

Nisha allowed herself to relax and enjoy the feeling of a stranger slurping on her cunt. She considered faking an orgasm to really emphasise how great these drops were but rapidly realised she didn't need to -- she was going to come anyway.

"Oh, Mr. Kapoor!" she screamed as he sucked relentlessly on her clit. Gangadhar felt her thighs convulse around his face. Had she just come? He couldn't tell whether it was real but was happy to play along anyway.

"Yes, that really seems to have worked; a definite increase in sensitivity, wouldn't you say?"

"Oh, yes, um, yes, that was really good," Nisha gasped as she recovered from her orgasm.

Gangadhar was now desperate from some relief himself but knew he'd have to play it carefully. He sat down on the sofa opposite her.

"Have you got anything for me to use?" he asked.

"Um, yes, hang on. Let me get into some clothes and I'll show a great new product."

"Actually," he replied, "no need to get dressed. I might want you to demonstrate some other products later so please don't bother."

"Oh. OK. I suppose that's OK. You've seen everything anyway!" she joked.

This time she brought out tube of cream from her bag and handed it to Gangadhar.

"Erecto-sure?"

"Yes, it's an organic and natural cream that not only guarantees a sure long-lasting erection but it also accelerates post-climactic recovery and increases both sensitivity and the volume of ejaculate," she read from the packaging. "It's a bit like Viagra but with added benefits and no side-effects or artificial ingredients. And it's completely edible too."

"Really?" Gangadhar asked. "Well if it does all of that I'll take a few tubes. But how can I be sure it really works?" He glanced down at the bulge in his trousers.

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Nisha's eyes widened as she noticed his erection. Her first thought was that she needed to leave immediately. But the she forced herself to relax. She was in charge of this situation. She had already made 6400 on this order and she sensed there was a lot more to come if she played it right.

She looked up at Gangadhar who was reading the fine print on the tube of cream and hadn't realised that she had seen his arousal. Nisha felt a wave of sympathy for him. It was no real surprise the poor man had an erection; he'd just spent the last hour licking her pussy and tits. She knew she was a good looking woman and it was probably embarrassing for him to have reacted this way when all he was doing was trying to get something to please his wife.

Maybe she could persuade him to try out some of the cream on himself and then have a wank. But then how would she be able to ensure he had such a fantastic experience that he bought lots of the product? She didn't feel that confident of the cream's effectiveness to leave it to chance. She had an idea.

"Would you like me to rub some into your penis for you, Mr. Kapoor?" she asked. "I don't mean in a sexual way; I just want to be sure you can experience how well the cream works as if your wife were here with you. You can close your eyes and pretend it's her if that helps."

Gangadhar had been doing his best to think of a way to get his cock out and into her hands but couldn't think how without being overly direct. So when she offered, he silently thanked any gods who might be listening. Had she really just offered him a handjob?

"Well I suppose, you could do that but we really mustn't discuss this with anyone," he warned mock-sternly.

"Oh, of course this is all completely confidential, like a doctor. I wouldn't tell anyone what you've bought or how I sold it to you." Well that was certainly true, she thought.

Gangadhar decided to push it just a touch further. "I'm just worried what my wife would think if she ever found out that you'd rubbed cream into my hard cock."

Nisha blushed despite herself. "But it's not like I'd be masturbating you to give you pleasure. We'd just be trying out a product. It would be completely innocent! And anyway, she won't ever find out. Please, Mr. Kapoor, give me a chance to show you how well this cream works."

Gangadhar couldn't resist any longer he opened his legs. "OK then, come over here and try it out."

Nisha gave a huge smile and had to stop herself punching the air. She knew she had it in the bag now. She knelt down between Gangadhar's legs and reached up to unzip him.

She pulled out his dick and lightly stroked it up and down. It was quite large and thick and covered in grey hair but already hard. She took the cream from him and applied a generous portion before rubbing it into his cock and balls with long firm strokes.

"How does that feel?" she asked looking up at him with her big dark eyes, the tips of her breasts brushing his knees.

"OK," Gangadhar said, doing his best to not swear. He thanked goodness that he'd had a wank that morning otherwise he would already have exploded over her face. I can't believe this is fucking happening, he thought to himself.

She was slowly languorously masturbating him now, while her other hand fondled his balls.

"Oh, look," she breathed. "It's got so much longer now. You're so big. Mr. Kapoor," she lied keen to make him feel good. "Why don't you just lie back and pretend I'm Padma." He could feel the tickle of her breath over his scrotum.

Gangadhar decided to try and raise the stakes. "I'm sorry, I can't."

Nisha's eyes widened. "Why not?" she asked. "Doesn't it feel nice?"

"Oh it feels very nice but it just that Padma never tosses me off. She always uses her mouth."

"Her mouth?" Nisha repeated, aghast.

"Yes, she loves to give oral sex. So it's really difficult to compare..." He didn't finish the sentence.

"Um. Well, I suppose it wouldn't do any harm is I used my mouth. Do you think you could pretend I'm Padma if I gave it a suck?"

"I'm not sure but I'm willing for you to give it a go. You did say it was edible didn't you?" Gangadhar asked.

Shit, Vivek would kill her if ever found out, she thought. She kissed the head of Gangadhar's dick, before drawing back. It tasted slightly off. The cream hadn't improved the flavour in any way. But she had to pretend she was loving it and make the whole experience fantastic for him as well as ensuring he lasted well. Concentrate, Nisha, she said to herself.

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Gangadhar sighed in unqualified pleasure as Nisha lent forward and licked his cock. She then alternated between slurping on his balls, licking his shaft, sucking his glans and bobbing her head up and down his entire humongous length. He knew he was very big but he was impressed with the way she managed to swallow him whole.

For the next half an hour she sucked him like a professional, bringing him to the brink of climax several times, before calming him down and starting again

By this time, Gangadhar had forgotten he was supposed to be pretending she was his wife.

"Please, Nisha," he groaned. "I need to come," he pleaded as she brought him to the brink once more. This time Nisha thought she would make him come. By now he should agree that it he'd had a sure long-lasting erection as well as increased sensitivity as the packaging had promised. She'd done her absolute best to give him the blowjob of his life. She certainly didn't go to this much trouble for Vivek, her own boyfriend!

She nodded around a mouthful of his cock and was just about to pull back and finish him off over her tits when he said, "Please don't swallow my come yet. I want to see in your mouth how much cum I produce."

Nisha had had no intention of swallowing anything but, realising he was still testing out the cream, decided to make an exception just this once. So when he started to buck and squirt into her mouth she held it there while tossing him slowly to completion until his shudders had totally subsided.

His jism tasted flat and very salty but she dutifully opened her mouth to show that it was full.

"Wow. That really is a big mouthful of spunk. Ok you can swallow it now," he ordered.

Nisha suppressed a retch as she forced it down her throat. "Mmm. That was delicious," she lied, still keen to please. "How was that for you? You certainly showed lots of stamina. Did it feel good?"

"Nisha, I can honestly say that was the best blowjob I've ever had. Thanks. That cream really does work!" he added just to keep the game going.

"Great. Can I put you down for two tubes? How about three?" she suggested.

"Wait a minute. We haven't tested out how quickly I can recover. Usually I wouldn't be able to get hard again for an hour after such a big orgasm. Why don't you use your mouth on me again to see how quickly I can get hard. That's what Padma would do."

Nisha's smile disappeared. Her neck and knees hurt after her marathon blowjob. And if she got him hard again, she had a feeling it wouldn't just end there. Still three tubes would be another 4200 or so...

She bent her head down and began to lick him hard, thinking that it wasn't like she actually having proper sex with him or anything.

Gangadhar stroked her head as she bobbed on him, knowing that it wouldn't be long until he was aroused again. He decided to see what else was in the case.

As he began rummaging through the contents, he felt Nisha moan around his cock as she saw what he was doing.

He pushed her head down. "Don't worry. I'm just working out what else I'd like to buy. You just get me hard and show me that how well that cream performs."

Nisha mentally sighed but she kept sliding her mouth up and down him. He was already beginning to respond. Maybe the cream really did work.

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Gangadhar meanwhile had found a fascinating range of vibrators and dildos. He smiled to himself and brought two out.

"These look interesting," he said to Nisha. "I'd like to get one for Padma. Which one would you recommend?"

Nisha looked up and blushed. Gangadhar was almost hard again now but she kept tossing him with one hand and stroking his balls with the other as she answered.

"Oh, yes. Those are two of our most popular rechargeable vibrators. The flat one is a Fairy-Flutterer. It's designed for clitoral and labial stimulation. The long one is a Big Boy Toy. Although it can be used externally, it's also fantastic for penetration."

"Have you tried either of them?"

"Er no," she said hesitantly.

"I'd like to see which one is most arousing," he said, holding out both too her.

"Oh." Nisha was hugely embarrassed. Perhaps it wasn't rational but she'd been relatively accepting of the oral sex; however the thought of this ugly little stranger watching her masturbate with a sex toy just felt really uncomfortable.

But these were top of the range vibrators and it would be a phenomenal sale if she could pull it off. She decided to close her eyes and think of Vivek.

She lay back and turned on the Flatterer. She was conscious that Gangadhar's face was inches away from her pussy as she started to rub it gently over her clit. At least watching her would help him get fully hard.

Despite her reluctance, it wasn't long before she started moaning as the Flatterer did its work. It really did feel fabulous on her lips and on the hood of her clit. She began to rub it rhythmically up and down the top part of her pussy.

Gangadhar was entranced. He'd never seen a woman masturbate in real life before and Nisha was a particularly beautiful woman. He decided to get involved.

Nisha's eyes shot open as she felt something hard nudging at the opening of her cunt. She looked down to see Gangadhar's broad grin as he began to push the Big Boy inside her.

"I thought maybe they would together well. I could always buy both of them," he said as he turned it on.
Fuck!" screamed Nisha as virtually the entire length slid into her tight hole. And when he turned it on she convulsed immediately in spontaneous orgasm.

"Oh, OK," she whimpered as Gangadhar began to push it steadily in and out of her.

Over the next twenty minutes, Nisha came countless times. The combination of the two vibrators was just too much to withstand. At least Mr. Kapoor couldn't now doubt that these were really effective toys.

She relaxed her body as Gangadhar finally slid the Big Boy out after another shattering climax. "Oh, wow. That was amazing," she purred.

She looked down. Gangadhar was kneeling between her legs and now holding a full erection.

"Oh, good. You got hard again! Would you like to order some of that cream now?"

"Yes. But first I just want to do this," Gangadhar said as he pushed his hips forward. His cock slid into her pussy smoothly.

"Mr. Kapoor!" she exclaimed as he lifted her legs over his shoulders and began to thrust.

"Oh, fuck, your cunt feels good, Nisha. I'm just continuing to pretend you're my wife. Miri.., er I mean. Padma likes a good shagging. Just need to make sure the cream works in all circumstances," he finished weakly.

"Oh, I see." Nisha didn't know what to do. There was no denying that letting a strange man fuck her was seriously letting down her boyfriend. However it wasn't like she was enjoying it or anything. Perhaps this was because though Gangadhar was very well-endowed but after the Big Boy, his cock was a little disappointing. She decided her best bet was to help him finish off quickly and get the order signed.

She began lifting her hips up in time to Gangadhar's thrusts. "Oh yes, Gangadhar. Fuck me, you big bastard. Give it to me hard," she moaned.

Gangadhar didn't really care what she was saying. All that mattered was that he was fucking a truly gorgeous woman for the first time in his life. And what was great was that, because he'd already come, he was going to be able to keep going for ages.