[tajrani]

Introduction
 

It was another dull day in Giribi , a small town in Orissa , nearby the city of Bhubaneshwar . The sky has been filled with clouds and there has been a slight drizzle a few hours ago.  Sima has been staring outside the window from her office. Her life has been shaken a week back. Sima, received the joining letter from the company in which she interviewed (a car seller). She was thrilled as the brand was well renowned and big. But her shock came, when she noticed she was to be posted in Giribi . So, she left her city Kolkata and shifted alone. Her salary is modest, so fortunately she found a nice 2BHK house.  But since coming here she was feeling frustrated as there is hardly any work to be done. 

A few people come to the showroom, a small town with very laid-back kind of citizens. It has been 3 days since she has started, and all of the days has been the same boring routine. There are 3 more people in the showroom. Sima is the store manager, there is a clerk, a driver and a peon. 
 
Sima was 25, she had dedicated her life to academics, graduated and now has a decent job. Her parents are really proud of her.  But Sima sitting at her desk was neither feeling proud of herself or happy. She checked the clock, it was almost 7 pm. Time to go home. She started packing her bag and getting ready to depart.  She noticed that only the peon was still in the showroom, sitting near the main gate, the others have already left.

While walking out Sima looked at him  and said , “Goodnight Moti .”

He replied , “ Goodnight madam , are you going to book a taxi ? “

“No , I will just take an auto , though I am not sure how long I will have to wait . “ she replied back .

She noticed that Moti was looking at her with a greedy expression. She felt amused. Sima was beautiful with a curvy body.  She was wearing a top and jeans pant. She knew where Moti’s gaze was. She had felt those kinds of gazes before.  Usually it irritated her, but today she felt different.




It was dark outside and the road was almost empty. This was the worst part of her day. Travelling to and from work . Being a small town there was no bus service and very few cabs (with exceptional high price ) . She planned on purchasing a scooter, but for now there was no other option, than waiting for a auto.  Auto service was poor and Sima had to wait 15 mins yesterday before she got one. Her house was around 7 – 8 kms away.

But today she got lucky . She looked happily towards the single dim headlight of an incoming auto . She raised her hand and indicated to the auto which came to a stop in front of her .  Her happiness diminished a little as she saw there already 3 people sitting in the back , there was no room .

She thought, Should I let this one go and wait for another? She noticed the auto driver, a young guy hardly 20 years old looking at her, with the same kind of gaze like Moti.  His eyes was always dropping towards her boobs .  Again Sima felt something , an emotion , not irritating , rather …. Reckless .

She walked to towards the auto and sat in the front beside the driver . The driver could not believe his luck . He never has such a passenger sit beside him . He could hardly take his eyes off Sima .

The auto started and moved along jerking in the uneven road filled with potholes. Sima was not sitting in comfort . The seat was not having adequate space . Behind ,there was two ladies and one kid , no question of anyone coming to the front .
It was dark , there was very limited street lights , the only visibility came from the dim auto headlight . Sima felt a nudge on her arm . She looked and saw the elbow of the auto driver brushing against her arm .  He was sitting at an awkward angle trying not to hit her and maintain the steering .

Sima asked , ‘ Are you ok driving like this ?’

The driver answered , ‘ No problem didi , I can manage , if I don’t sit like this , I wont be able to move my arm and might hit you . ‘

Sima said nothing , but she felt , driving like this was probably more risky than necessary .  
They reached a cross road where two of the passengers got off , but another two people came .

While the passengers were paying money , Sima had a sudden idea , a reckless one .

“What is your name ?”  , she asked the driver .

“Ravi didi .” , he replied looking at her .

Sima said in a low voice , “ Well Ravi , I noticed you cannot drive properly if you sit like that . Come close and sit properly , I will make more room for you . “

Saying this Sima raised her right arm and placed it behind her head .

Ravi’s eyes widened as he saw the shape of Sima’s side boob. He slowly moved closer and started the auto.

Sima sat with anticipation, she glanced down and saw the elbow of Ravi just merely a few centimetres away from her boob. She waited, any moment now.

She felt it , Ravi’s elbow pressed on her boob , a slight nudge . Ravi glanced at her with an expression mixed with fear and excitement.  He saw no change in her.  He could not believe it.

Ravi’s elbow was now in contact with Sima’s boob. From time to time, she felt it press hard. Each of these momentary presses sent a jolt through her body. She liked this new feeling. She knew that Ravi was thoroughly enjoying the experience. Sometimes she felt his elbow pressing hard and rubbing for few seconds. She felt a new found freedom in this experience. Something that was missing from her life. A new kind of thrill in this mundane place.
At last, the auto reached the desired place. Sima got off

Sima asked , “ How much?”

“huh? “ , oh 50 rupess didi . “ , Ravi was staring at the boob with his mouth slightly open . His thoughts elsewhere.
“Didi, will you come back from that place tomorrow also? “, he asked full of eagerness.

Sima thought, this guy must have really enjoyed, he wants more? . She said in a casual voice, “Yes Ravi, I work there, so whole week, I have to travel. “

Immediately Ravi jumped at the opportunity, hurriedly he said, “Didi please tell me what time, I will come through that route, there are not many autos in that route. “

Sima took some time as if deciding the time, but in her mind, she thought, he really wants to do the same thing again. He is like a kid who tasted candy for the first time.

She smiled and said, “ Try to come by 7:15 pm if you can . “

Ravi immediately said with full enthu , “  I will definitely come didi . “

Sima reached home, since the time she boarded the auto, her heart was beating faster, she was sweating much more than usual. She finished her chores and had her dinner early. She opened her laptop and started searching, she desperately wanted to understand what she felt today and what caused it .

Time passed by and after 3 hrs Sima got up and went over to bed. Her mind filled with what she found , she knew now what she experienced today and she mentally made plans for tomorrow . With a smile she rolled over to sleep .

[tajrani]

Chapter 1 :

Sima spent the next day in her office in a relatively good mood. It was not because of the fact that there was any improvement in work. Sima frequently checked the clock for the time. Her heart was beating at a rapid pace. It was almost time.

At 7 pm she packed her bag and went straight to the washroom. Only Moti was there in the showroom. She went over the plan on her head, she felt the thrill again. She looked at the mirror and saw her reflection. She was wearing a kurti top today. She noticed how sweaty she was , it was a added bonus , she thought mischievously.

She waited for a few seconds taking a deep breath she made the final adjustment.
After 5 mins Sima walked out of the showroom bidding a good night to Moti and walked towards the front gate.  It was dark and the only lights came from the open showroom doors.

With a sudden excitement she saw the auto standing at the side of the gate . Her excitement rose .

Ravi was sitting inside the auto , there was no other passengers .  Ravi was ogling her , his gaze lingering on her boobs .

“ No passengers today ravi ? “ , Sima asked in a casual manner . In her mind she thought , its better this way .

“ No didi , that is why I came her and waited , hopefully on the way will get some people . “ , though he said this , he could care any less about other people . But he was afraid that Sima might choose to sit at the back this time .

The same thought crossed Sima’s mind but she had already decided what to do , she went to the front and sat next to Ravi , saying , “ Well , lets keep it empty , anyway I will sit in the front . “

Hearing those words Ravi’s heart gave a leap. Sima smiled, noticing his excitement. She knew he saw her smile too, but she sat down quietly.  Same place, same position, but Ravi’s treat will be different today she thought.

She slowly raised her right arm and placed her hand behind her head. Her kurti raised a little as her arm went up.  She glanced sideways and noticed, Ravi was looking wide eyes with a hungry expression. His eyes focused on the large sweat patch over her armpits.


Sima looked at him and said , “ Sorry , I hope you don’t mind . today was very hot and I got sweaty. “

Ravi still gaping at the sight replied hurriedly, “Not at all didi , even I sweat a lot today , due to this horrible weather , the only difference is ……” But he did not finish the sentence.

Sima wondered what was the difference was , but she did not press on the matter as Ravi has started the auto and they were moving .

Ravi was was looking forward to this part of the day. Now again he will feel the same sensation and happiness. Today he did not waste any time. He slowly inched his elbow towards the right boob of Sima.

His elbow made contact and …….

Ravi was surprised, this felt different, yesterday he felt like nudging against a soft padding or pillow, but today it was different, it felt more like pressing against soft flesh. And suddenly he realized, she was not wearing a bra today!

Sima felt the touch of Ravi’s elbow like a lightning jolt. But her expression showed no change. She pretended viewing her mobile which she held on her other hand. 
Her heart was beating faster than ever, but her excitement was only mounting.  
Ravi recovered from the initial surprise, his heart was racing. Since he did not see any reaction from Sima, he took it that either she didn’t mind or did not notice. Anyway, feeling confident Ravi continued pressing his elbow at any opportunity he got. And he got plenty.

Sima knew Ravi was enjoying immensely, she felt satisfied. Ravi’s enjoyment was nowhere near hers. 
The thrill she was getting was immense. The periodic nudges were sending shock through her body. This felt better than yesterday. She knew Ravi would agree too.  
Her arousal was increasing and she realized that there was a wetness between her legs and her nipples were erect.  Though she knew Ravi would not have noticed it. The fabric of the kurti was not very thin.

This continued for some time, Sima noticed a change in Ravi’s elbow movement. His elbow was no longer pressing or nudging on the side of her boob. Instead, it was making an effort to come in contact with more places.

She glanced sideways and saw Ravi’s face still showing delight but also an expression of concentration. He was trying to brush his elbow across more regions of her boob, almost like trying to search for something …. searching …… but what?

IT HIT HER

What a greedy guy she thought. She was not angry at all, but a little pleasantly surprised by Ravi’s boldness.  While pretending to be immersed on her phone, Sima turned a little towards Ravi and leaned forwards a little. Any moment now … she waited holding her breath.

She felt Ravi’s elbow sliding towards the cent…. It happened. 
His elbow touched her hard erect nipple. She felt it pause for a mere moment. The elbow now moved slowly across her nipple. She could not control and let out a small gasp. the elbow paused moving again.

Sima was sure that Ravi heard her gasp, that is the reason he paused. She did not want it to stop. Her reaction was natural and uncontrollable. She wanted to convey this to Ravi. She gently leaned forwards indicating him to continue, hoping he would understand.

The elbow started moving immediately, now that it has found its target, the movements became aggressive.

Sima felt her nipple pressed and the tip bend in every angle as the elbow repeatedly passed over it. She felt immense pleasure and craved more.

The auto rumbled on and the elbow kept toying with her nipple.

Finally, they reached their destination. Sima got off and started searching her purse for money. Her right nipple was so sensitive now, it was almost shivering.

Ravi spoke first, with excitement in his voice, he said, “Tomorrow same time Didi? “

Sima looked at him and said in low tone, “Tomorrow is off Ravi, Saturday and Sunday I don’t have to go to work. “

She saw his face fall a little with disappointment. She felt a bit of pity and a little disappointed herself also. She held out the money but Ravi did not take it.  he was looking at the ground with a sad expression.

Sima said, “I am sure there will be other passengers tomorrow and day after. “

Ravi replied in a quiet tone, “No Didi, I won’t be able to see you and …. “  , his voice trailed off .

Sima gave a small chuckle hearing this , she had a sudden wild idea . A wild and bold idea . But the prospect made her very excited.

She sat in the auto and said ,  “ lets go , keep driving , I will tell you when to stop . “

[tajrani]

Chapter 2 :

Ravi looked confused but followed her instructions. The auto kept moving and entered a narrow lane, totally void of any shops or people. Sima knew this road, it lead to a nearby small village . Hear heart racing faster than ever she scanned both the sides of the road .

After almost 10 mins , Sima spotted the location she had in mind . Beside the road there was a small shed which was used as storage . She had spotted this place a few days ago while coming by road.

“ Ravi park the auto beside the shed and come with me . “ she said slowly .

Getting off the Auto they came near the door of the small shed . Sima noticed that the door was unlocked and her heart skipped a beat . She opened the door and went inside. Ravi followed her looking more confused than ever .

Sima closed the door behind them and immediately the shed became pitch dark . Sima went towards the wall and pressed a switch which turned on a bulb hanging from the asbestos ceiling .

Ravi looked around confused, there was only a few boxes inside. Nothing else.

He looked at Sima and asked , “ Didi why are we here ? “

Sima looked at him and said , “ Give me your phone . “

Ravi slowly handed his mobile to her . Sima took the mobile , opened the camera app and handed the phone back to Ravi .
She slowly walked closer to the light and stood still looking at Ravi . Ravi just stood there looking confused .

Sima gave a sigh and said slowly , “ You were sad that you wont get to see me , so now you can solve that problem . “

Finally Ravi realized and a huge smile broke his face . He held up the mobile and hurried closer to Sima .  She started clicking pictures of her .

Sima was sweating very much standing inside the small shed which had no windows and the only door was closed .  She noticed Ravi had stopped taking pictures and was standing , his face full of concentration .

“ Are you done ? “  , she asked him .

Ravi looked at her and said slowly, “No didi , but …. I want to take some other pictures and videos of you . “
Sima’s heart skipped a beat, she knew what Ravi meant by other pic.

Sima did not say anything, her heart was racing. Was she ready? Was it safe? But her excitement was rising. She was sweating more and more.

She slowly opened her purse and took out her handkerchief. She tied the handkerchief covering her face entirely below the eyes . She again stood still and waited , her heart beating twice than normal .

Ravi was delighted beyond limit , his eyes wide and mouth slightly opened .

He asked in a shaky voice , “ Didi , will you give some pose like … I mean , which I … I think will look good ? “

Sima understood what he meant , she could not believe herself , but she gave a slight not of approval .

Ravi could not contain his happiness, he said in an excited whisper, “ You are the best thing that happened in my life didi . “
Hearing those words Sima lost whatever apprehension she had. The anticipation and excitement of what would happen made her shiver.

Ravi moved closer and turned on the recording.

Sima stood still as Ravi moved around her recording from every angle, from side to side and from top to bottom, front to back.  But Sima knew, it was just the beginning.

Ravi stood in front of her and spoke in a  low voice with earnest appeal , “ Didi , I have never seen …. A real lady …. I mean in real , but … I want …. See …. Please can I ? “

Though the sentence was broken, it’s meaning was clear to Sima. She took her time and said , “  Only seeing Ravi , and nothing else , promise ? “

Ravi nodded his head vigorously, he could not believe his luck  , thanked god and said , “ Yes .. yes Didi , it is more than I deserve . “

Ravi stood for a moment his mind racing , where to start he thought , where , where . He made up his mind .
Sima saw the mobile brought close to her belly . She waited looking at Ravi .
“Didi , please pull it up . “ , came his voice .

Sima pulled up her kurti inches by inches. She saw the mobile close to her exposed navel . Deep and wide , glistening with her sweat  .

She was holding her kurti up till the bottom rims of her boobs . Will he move up now or go below , her mind raced .
Ravi moved the mobile phone upwards recording every detail. Finally , I will see them he thought.

Sima saw the hungry gaze of Ravi fixed on her chest , waiting for the kurti to reveal the hidden treasure behind .
1….2….3…. she pulled the kutri at one go upto her neck. ravi was standing like a statue mouth open staring wide eyed at her bare chest.

Ravi saw the fair mounds, not entirely round, but perfect shape, he thought. few bluish veins visible, line of sweat running down the cleavage. In the centre lay the most important part, Sima’s nipple, light chocolaty brown in colour, rough texture and erect. The areola filled by little bumps here and there. It was the perfect sight.

He took a long time recording her boobs from every angle and direction.


At last, he was satisfied, and looked up at Sima.


Sima was still holding up her kurti till her neck. She started to bring it down …..

“ No! , didi “, said Ravi and he hurriedly positioned the phone near her shoulders and said  , “ Armpits please. “ .

Sima blushed and in a shaky voice replied , “ I-It is … very sweaty Ravi and I ….. I haven’t shaved it . “

But Ravi was resolute, “I don’t care , I know yours are the best . “

Looking at the determination in his face Sima obliged. She pulled her kurti up and over her head and threw it on the ground. Without a word she raised her arms and placed them behind her head.

She was totally topless now exposing her upper body for Ravi’s pleasure and her own .

The camera immediately moved closer.

Ravi felt his dick become hard as rock as he recorded Sima’s armpit. It glistened with sweat and there was patch of hair . It was not too long or too small , perfect stubble .

“ Its beautiful “, He muttered . “Please keep it like this for few days Didi and then shave.”

Sima just nodded. She noticed Ravi was thinking something, he has stopped recording . She waited with curiosity.
Looking little nervous Ravi asked, “ Didi , will you shave any other place also along with your armpits? “

The question surprised Sima, she appreciated his innocence and his boldness of asking. She waited, took a deep breath, she realized what was coming and said , “ yes , there is another place . “

“Where didi? “, came his question immediately.

She looked into Ravi’s face and saw it shining with hope and happiness.  She said, “It is very hairy Ravi, denser than this, you will not like it . “

“Didi, there is nothing, I wont like about you . “ , Ravi replied slowly .

Sima knew those eyes were telling the truth , and whatever her mind said , her racing heart was eager to  enjoy the thrill . Though Ravi did not know from her expression, Sima was enjoying herself more than him. Indeed, the handkerchief was not only hiding her face but also her gleeful expression and periodic smiles.

Sima slowly brought her hands to her jeans button. Immediately Ravi dropped down to his knees and brought the camera closer. Sima could not help but laugh. She slowly unbuttoned her jeans, taking as much time as possible, savouring the greedy expression on ravi’s face. Slowly she pulled down the zip.

Ravi said nothing, keeping extremely still looking intently he kept recording.

Sima hooked her fingers on both sides of her jeans, bowed down a little and pulled down her pants at one go to her ankles and straightened up.

Ravi gave a low whistle of excitement. He was now looking at Sima’s curvy thighs and between them, a dark blue coloured pantie hiding her most precious region. 

Ravi’s nostrils filled with the scent drifting from the place, sweet, musky and extremely delicious. His dick was now protesting against his pant and wanting to break free.  

He noticed there was few stray hairs poking out from behind the pantie and there was a dark wet patch in the shape of a thick line at the bottom of the pantie.

Sima was looking at him excitedly and with full attention. She raised her legs a little to completely remove the jeans and pushed it aside with her legs.  She noticed Ravi move slightly closer holding the mobile steady.
This is it she thought.

Hooking her fingers on both sides of her pantie she pulled down. As the pantie slid down folding and curling, more hairs started coming into view. As she gradually revealed her crotch, she noticed Ravi breathing hard and staring open mouth.
She paused a little, her hairy crotch was almost fully revealed.

Ravi felt like he has stopped breathing, breathing seemed a trivial matter at the moment. His full concentration was now on Sima’s beautiful, splendid crotch.

Sima resumed pulling down her panties at a slower pace. 
Slowly it came to view, the deep thin line created by the meaty lips, a single strand of clear, liquid stretching from the pussy lips to the wet patch on the pantie.

Rave knew he had never seen a more beautiful sight. This was heaven, surely.

As the pantie moved down, the liquid strand stretched and thinned and finally broke in the middle. It hung from the lips like some thick liquid.

Sima pulled down her pantie entirely and with her feet moved it aside. Ravi was recording in total silence. he slowly stood up moved back a little, still recording and took in Sima’s entire body.

“Didi, please spread your legs and hold your arms up. “, came his cracked voice.

Sima did so, moving her legs apart a little and putting her arms above she stood silently and closer her eyes.

She was now fully exposed showing her bare body to a young man whom she met just a day before.

The thought rather than scaring her just made her more excited. Her pussy became wetter than ever as her juices started flowing out from between the lips and rolling down her thighs.

Ravi must have noticed this as he said, “Didi, please show the inside.”

Sima’s eyes widened at the request and she shook her head.

“Please, this is the last, the most important part, if I do not see it today, I will go mad “, he pleaded. His voice like a kid pleading for some precious candy.

While all reason and logic were telling Sima to deny this request, a single, powerful instinct was pushing her to accept and succumb to the pleasure.  The battle was anyways decided.
 
Trembling a little she bent down and slowly lied down on the floor of the shed. She raised her had a little looking at Ravi who also crouched down on his knees holding his phone at the ready.

Sima folded her legs a little and slowly moved them apart, presenting her crotch. She saw ravi crouching and recording, with an expression like a wolf who has finally caught its prey.

Sima moved her hands towards her crotch, her fingers found the lips and pulled them.

Ravi saw the finger tips spreading her pussy apart to reveal the wonder inside. he was unable to speak as he saw the fleshy, pink colour cave. It was moist as clear liquid flowed out from the hole coming from its dark, fleshy depths. The scent was amazing. the texture was mouth watering and the color was mesmerizing.

Ravi have never seen anything as beautiful as this.

The intent of Ravi’s gaze made Sima quiver; she was the horniest now than ever. Her pussy hole opened to let out more volume of her juice which flowed and rolled down her skin to the concrete floor.

At that moment Sima realized very clearly what she was and what she wanted in her life.

[tajrani]

Chapter 4:

Sima was sleeping soundly when an irritating noise disturbed her. She rolled over and looked. It was 7 am in the morning. She came home late at night after the adventure with Ravi . The thought of last night’s activities brought a smile to her face .
But this noise !!!

Sima looked at her mobile and saw it was ringing. The call was from her manager from the head office . Wondering what on earth has happened she hurriedly picked the call . 

The conversation lasted nearly 10 minutes and at the end Sima was fuming. Saturday and Sunday was her holiday as the car showroom remained closed. But now her manager told that some big shot auditor from the head office is coming to visit along with his team. Apparently, they are already on their way.

Sima hurried towards the shower . She had no time to waste . She needed to reach the showroom , open it and prepare some reports before they arrived .

Sima took her phone and called Moti . Obviously he would be required to open the showroom and be there .
Around 9 oclock , Sima reached the showroom. As she got of the cab , she noticed that the showroom was open and Moti was already inside dusting some files .

As Sima entered , she looked at Moti and said , “ Thanks for coming Moti ji . I will definitely pay you extra for coming today , even though it is your off day . “

Moti was a local guy around 40 years old . He has been working here since the beginning . All Sima knew about him was that he lived alone and was divorced . His wife and son lived separately . Apparently Moti has a habit of getting drunk which led to some family problems . Here in the office , Moti was the caretaker , the peon , the store keeper . He was the one person who knew where everything was .

Moti gave Sima a smile and said , “ No problem Madam ji , if the babus are coming we should do what is necessary . There is no need to pay extra madam , seeing you is enough to brighten the day . “

Today she came in full formal attire. Black blazer, black pants and a white shirt underneath it . Sima was hot and sweaty. Summer was no time to wear a blazer, but since the officials were coming, she thought it would be best to wear it .
Sima noticed his gaze on her body. His eyes were focused on her chest. The white shirt was damp with sweat and it was sticking to her body . The outline of her bra was visible .

Moti’s lusty gaze somehow made her feel cheerful and confident. She felt excited .

But her thoughts were cut short, her phone was ringing again. Her manager was calling.  He informed her that the auditors would reach within 10 minutes.

Sima was waiting inside her cabin, when the auditors arrived. They looked strict and diligent. While they started talking, Moti arrived with a tray of freshly brewed coffee and cookies. Sima felt happy of his promptness.

The day turned out to be a total ordeal. The auditors went through piles of files, documents and ledgers. Sima and Moti were on their toes the whole time. Running here and there, bringing this and that.

Finally, around 6 pm they left. Sima was exhausted. She slumped down into her chair in her cabin. She was beathing heavily. She was drenched in sweat.

Moti was clearing the last files from her desk. He was also looking exhausted.
“Would you like a cup of coffee madam ji ? “ , he asked in a strained voice.
Sima gave a snort and replied, “ No more coffee Moti ji , I would rather have a beer. “
“Really? Then wait 5 minutes” , replied Moti in an excited voice and hurried out of the cabin .
Sima was too exhausted to be bothered and she just slumped back on to her desk .
Sima heard the cabin door open and slowly raised her head . Moti was standing , holding two beers of bottle . He still looked exhausted , but there was a wide smile on his face .

“ Madam ji , I went and bought these from the nearest shop .” , he said gleefully .
Sima’s heart gave a leap , just the thing she needed . “ Moti ji , you are a life saver ! “ , she exclaimed happily and sat up straight on her chair .

Minutes passed by , the sky was dark outside . But inside the office Sima and Moti was happily chatting . Both have finished one bottle each . Sima was feeling little tipsy , but her mood was good . She was feeling bold and excited .
Moti staggered outside the cabin and brought two more bottles .

“Moti ! How many have you got ? “ , exclaimed Sima happily with a smile .
“ For you madam , as many as you want . “ , Moti replied with a wide smile .
Minutes passed by , as they drank their beer in silence . Both of them falling more under the influence of alcohol .
Sima saw Moti looking at her with a lusty and hungry gaze from time to time . Almost like a tiger , prowling inside the cage , watching its meal , but unable to pounce .

Sima suddenly had a bold and bright idea . The alcohol was showing it’s effects . She wanted to see , if given the opportunity , how will Moti use it .

Sima cleared her throat , Moti looked up at her while taking a sip from the bottle .
“Moti ji , lets play a game , or else I would fall asleep  “ , Sima proposed .
“What game madam ji ? “ , inquired Moti .


Sima paused for a second and replied slowly , “ Lets play rock , paper and scissors … but with a twist . Who ever wins a round will give the choice to the loser to pick truth or dare . If the loser chooses truth , that person will be asked a question , if the loser chooses dare , the person will be given a task . If the person answers the truth or completes the task , the game will continue and the person will drink some beer . or else that person loses and the game ends . “
Moti’s face was full of concentration as he listened to Sima’s words carefully . Finally he gave a nod and asked , “ What type of questions or tasks madam ji ? “

Sima smiled and said on a low voice , “ It can be anything Moti ji ? “
Moti looked at her eyebrows raised , “ Anything ? “ . He asked again just to make sure and looked directly at her cleavage .
Sima blushed , she could see the intentions of Moti clearly . The smile still on her face she gave an approving nod .
The atmosphere inside the office cabin was different now . Previously they were drinking in leisure , but now both of them were feeling excited and energized .

“ lets start “ , said Sima .
Rock …. Paper …. Scissors …… Sima won !
She gave a whoop of joy and looked at Moti . Moti gave a toothy smile and said , “  Truth madam ji . “
Sima nodded and asked  , “  So Moti ji , what type of food do you like ? “
Moti instantly said , “ Indian food , mostly curries of non veg . “
He smiled and both of them took a sip of beer .
Next turn … Rock … Paper … Scissors ….
The game went on .. Moti and Sima were having a lot of fun . Both gradually becoming more drunk . Till now no body has chosen dare yet .
Rock…. Paper .. scissors …. Moti Won!
Moti looked up at Sima . Sima paused a little and said ,” I choose truth . But make it more interesting Moti ji “
Sima noticed the excited gleam in Moti’s eyes , he gave an excited nod and asked , “ You sure madam  ji? “
Sima nodded in approval.  Moti looked super excited. His eyes gleaming and a wide smile on his face he asked in a hushed voice , “  What is the colour of your ….. nipples , madam ji ? “
Sima blushed deeply , her cheeks rosy red , she muttered , “ Its light brown . “  . She felt Moti’s intense gaze on her . She gave a nervous giggle and took a sip of the beer .

Moti also gave a soft laugh and sipped . Things were getting interesting now . Sima felt her heart flutter . She liked this experience and wanted to venture more .
Rock… Paper …. Scissors …. Moti Won!
“Truth “, said Sima. Waiting in eagerness.

Moti took some time and asked. “Do your hair in any place other than your head? and what are those places? “
Moti’s bold question surprised Sima, she dropped her gaze to her beer bottle and muttered soft, “yes there are places …. my armpits …. and crotch. “

Sima took a swig from the bottle and saw Moti staring at her with a hungry gaze.
Rock… Paper… Scissor …. Sima Won!
Moti gave a wide grin and said, “ I choose dare! “
Finally, a dare has been chosen. Sima looked at Moti, he was sitting with a confident and hungry look on his eyes. Feeling bolder than ever Sima made up her mind.

Standing up Sima moved to the end of her cabin put her back against the wall and stood facing Moti , her heart beating faster than ever and feeling bold she said in a soft voice , “ Moti ji …. I dare you to throw that beer bottle cap …. At me … you can throw it at any part of me ….. the place where it hits … I will remove the clothing of that part . “  . Sima blushed deeply while saying this.
On the other side of the room Moti was looking at her with a hungry expression , his face with a wide grin .

Sima waited patiently as Moti picked up the beer cap and took careful aim . Where will he hit ? She kept wondering. Waiting in high anticipation.

Moti took his time , expression full of concentration. He aimed carefully. With a flick of his wrist he threw the bottle cap . Both of them watched as the bottle cap soared across the room . Sima watched with wide eyes , as if in slow motion the bottle cap coming towards her and it finally hit her white shirt on her chest .

Moti gave a whoop of joy . His face full of mischievous grin .
Sima was silent , she expected this , slowly she took off her blazer and kept it on the desk .  Moti was sitting on his chair , sipping the beer , his eyes fixed on her . Sima came and sat down on the chair facing Moti . Making sure he had a good view she started unbuttoning her shirt one by one .

Moti was looking with full attention, as Sima unbuttoned her white shirt . Any moment now he would be able to see what’s inside.  Sima finished removing all the buttons. She pulled open her shirt . Moti gave a low whistle as he laid his eyes upon her torso , her skin shinning with sweat , her navel deep and in a cute t-shape , and above …. Moti’s eye widened as he saw the milky mounds covered by a white coloured bra . The bra was of a thin material and even it was moist with sweat.

Sima finally removed the shirt and placed it on her desk . Now wearing only a bra and her pants she sat down and took a sip of the beer . “ So Moti ji … your aim is good . “ , she said while blushing.

Moti was staring at her , his mouth open , his eyes fixed on her heaving chest . Sima gave a  giggle and raised the beer bottle to her lips . The bottle was almost finished . She tilted up her head , raised the bottle and finished it .  She looked and found Moti looking at her with attention , His eyes wide and hungry.

Sima followed his gaze , she blushed more as she realised where he was staring , Her arm was raised and her armpit was visible. It was glistening with sweat and short bristly hairs .

Sima asked in a teasing tone , “ Is anything wrong Moti ji ? Should we continue the game ? “ .
Moti gave a start , as if broken from a trance . He smiled and said , “ Yes , of course madam ji , I don’t want this game to stop ever . “ , he glanced again at her armpits and said in a low husky voice , “ Everything is fine madam ji , infect it is perfect . “
Moti went out of the cabin to grab more beer bottles . Sima felt proud and happy . She never heard such compliments before , especially on her personal grooming habits .

Moti came back and opened the bottles , and they resumed the game .
Rock … paper … scissors….. Moti won !
Sima looked up and said , “ I choose dare”.

Moti gave a naughty grin .  He spoke excitedly , “ Madam ji .. I dare you to take off any part of your clothing . “
Sima felt as if she skipped a heart beat . She could not help but smile at the bold request . She knew Moti had her cornered . She got up slowly and took a sip of the beer and felt the confidence rush into her .

Standing directly in front of Moti , she placed her hand on her trouser .  She saw as Moti leaned forward to take in the full sensing victory .  Moti waited for Sima to open her pants . But Sima was standing motionless staring at him .
Moti watched as Sima finally opened her trousers and brought it down . The view was perfect , her milky toned thighs , her perfect skin  and the white pantie . The thin fabric already moist with sweat . In the bottom , the camel toe and behind the thin fabric , the dark patch indicating her hairy bush .

Sima stood silent and stared at Moti . She was wearing only her bra and pantie . She didn’t want to play games any more . Her want was different now .

Suddenly they heard a voice !!!
Sima and Moti froze , their eyes wide . SHIT ! , thought Sima , we forgot to close the showroom. Looking at the clock she saw it was half past 9 pm .

“ Shit ! Moti ji , please check who is that “ , Sima said in a hurried voice as she took her clothes . Moti gave a nod and hurried out .
Sima started wearing her clothes as fast as she could , she made sure to dump the empty beer bottle into the bin . Finally adjusting her hair she existed her cabin and started walking towards the entrance of the showroom. Moti was standing there with a man, woman and child. Sima gave a heavy disappointed sigh and moved forward.


The clock now read 11 pm . Sima waited for her cab to arrive . Drunk and tired and highly disappointed she watched as Moti closed down the shutters and put the keys on his pocket . Apparently seeing the lights on and the showroom open , a family came to inquire about cars . They good thing was , they did not  come towards Sima’s cabin .  Second positive part was they made a booking . Finally around 11 pm they left .
Moti came towards Sima , his face shining . “ Thank you madam ji “ , he said cheerfully .
“ It was my fault , I should have noticed the showroom was open , “ said Sima .
“ No harm done Madam ji “ , replied back Moti , nodding his head .
“ Madam ji , can I make a request ? “ , Moti asked in a soft voice .
Sima gave a nod of approval .

Moti spoke slow , “ Madam ji  can we do this again and do more ? “
Sima looked at his face , full of want and eagerness, she realised what he meant by  ‘more’ , she smiled and said , “ Yes Moti ji …. But when we are alone and we have to be careful . “

Moti smiled wildly , he paused and said , “ We are alone now madam ji . “
Sima , raised her eyebrows , this lusty man she thought , but she could not help but smile . She was also feeling disappointed with the abrupt end . She looked at her mobile . The cab was showing on its way and would take 10 minutes to reach . Feeling excited she said , “ Okay Moti ji , but we need to be fast . What is on your mind . “

Without wasting any time Moti took her hand and gently pulled him to the side of the showroom into the dark shadows .
Moti moved closer and said , “ I want to check if your dbangs match your carpet . “  , while speaking Moti gently lifted arms and placed it above her head .

Sima was confused , she did not understand. She looked at Moti , what did he mean by carpet and dbangs ?  It took her a few more seconds and it finally hit her . She smiled and blushed and gave a nod .
Moti took the approval and immediately started unbuttoning her shirt . Within seconds Moti has unbuttoned her shirt . Sima pulled open her shirt and blazer and brought them down from her shoulder and again raised her arms .

She smiled as Moti took in the view of her sweaty , hairy armpits .
She said teasingly , “ Moti ji , I never imagined , you could have such fetishes . “
“ Madam ji , you are a proper woman . Do you have any fetish ? “ , asked Moti as he now started unzipping her trousers .
“ yes… Moti ji …. Pain . “ , she said in a breathy voice .
“ I will help you in that madam ji “ , he said and crouched down .

Sima joined her legs as she felt Moti’s think fingers hooking onto her trousers and pantie . With a swift tug , Moti brought down both her pants and pantie to her knees . Sima felt the cool breeze hit her sensitive spot .  Her crotch now fully exposed, she stood motionless as Moti stared at her hairy crotch .

“ So Moti ji , does the dbangs and carpet match ? “ , Sima asked quietly .
Moti got up and took a few steps back taking in her full view . They stood in silence . After few minutes came Moti’s reply , “ yes madam ji … they match perfectly …..  but I want to take care of them , especially your pretty bush and it’s flower . “

Sima blushed and covered her face .  She started putting on her clothes and asked , “ How exactly will you do that Moti ji ? “
Moti replied , “ I will trim them and water your bush and provide it with special nutrients . “

Sima heard the rumble of a car engine nearby . Her cab has arrived .  As she walked towards the cab standing in the front gate , she waved goodbye to Moti . In her mind , she could see endless future possibilities .

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Chapter 5:

Sunday went by without much significance. Sima was looking forward to Monday when she will be back in office. But that is when things turned 180 degrees.

Sima woke up by the alarm. She sat up on the bed and the first thing she felt was dizziness. The entire room spun. Sima put her hand on her temple and felt her skin burning up. Staggering she went to the cupboard and took out the thermometer. She checked her temperature and it showed 100.

Damn! she felt lousy and frustrated, such a bad time to catch a cold. Sima called her office and informed of the situation. She would be staying at home.  By afternoon her situation has worsened.

She was coughing and sneezing. Even breathing felt like a tough job.  Sima knew she had to see a doctor. But she didn’t feel like getting up from her bed. She switched off the fan, closed all windows and went under thick blankets and fell asleep.

In the evening, she suddenly woke up feeling hot. Breathing heavily, she looked around. The bed sheet, blanket and her clothes were soaking wet. She must have sweat a lot. Feeling irritated she took off her gown, threw it aside and lay down on the bed, totally naked.

She was having a good dream when she got woken up. She felt irritated.  There were two noises. The door bell was ringing. her phone was also ringing. Rubbing her eyes, Sima picked up her phone, it was an unknown number.
Again, the doorbell rang.

“Uff”, exclaimed Sima angrily. She looked at the clock. It was showing 8 pm.  Who the hell id knocking on her door at this time. She thought, feeling irritated.

She felt lousy, her head was aching.

The doorbell rang again!

Sima got up, feeling dizzy she lost her balance but somehow managed to stand. Her legs felt like cotton, unable to keep her standing.
She staggered to the door and pulled it open.

She was surprised and speechless, standing outside, was Moti and Ravi. They were holding some packet bags. 

Her surprise was nothing compared to Moti and Ravi felt. Sima saw the expression change on their faces. Their eyes wide and mouth open. Pure shock.

“ Guys , it’s a pleasant surprise, but how did you find my address? “ , Sima asked with a smile.

But they stood there , with the same expression, motionless like a statue .

Sima was puzzled , her head was aching and brain was working slow .

Then it hit her , she looked down slowly to find her naked body in full display .

Sima blushed, the room swung again and everything became dark.


It took few minutes for Sima to regain her consciousness. She felt embarrassed . She opened her eyes , she was inside her room , on her bed , under the blankets . She was still naked . They must have brought her here while she was unconscious.

“Moti ji … Ravi … “ , she called , her voice was weak .

The bedroom door slowly opened . Moti and Ravi came inside , looking tense .

Ravi was holding a cup of what smelled like coffee . He kept it beside her bedside table .

“ Didi… “ , he muttered softly .

“ I am sorry , my head is not working properly. I forgot, I was naked, “ , Sima said weakly.

Moti nodded his head sideways and said , “Nonsense madam ji .. it was never your fault .. we are to blame for disturbing you . We just wanted to check if you were ok . “

Both of them sat at the edge of her bed . Moti began speaking,” Madam ji I got to know that you were ill while in office, I got your number and address from the system. I was anyway planning to visit and drop by . While leaving, I saw him waiting near the gate in auto.”

Ravi spoke next, “Didi .. I was waiting for you, but then I saw Moti ji closing the showroom and leaving. When I asked him about you, he said about your illness. I was concerned and came along. “

Sima felt happy, there were people here who cared about her. She felt weak but not alone anymore.

Sima said with chuckle, her voice hoarse, “You guys came to check on me and I gave you such a disgusting shock. “

Moti and Ravi looked at each other . Ravi muttered with a smile , “ It was a beautiful surprise Didi . “

Sima pointed at the bulge on their pants and said , “ I see , they are still excited . “

There was silence for few seconds , then all three of them laughed .

Sima felt hungry , “ Guys , let me order some food .”

Moti raised his palm and said , “ There is no need madam ji .. we brought soup and noodles . I knew , you could not cook in your illness.  And Ravi , made this coffee for you , it will help your throat . “

Sima was silent , tears formed in the corner of her eyes . She was not alone in this mundane , remote place . There were people who cared for her , who worried for her well being , who turned her boring life around and brought excitement .

Sima removed the blanket and got up from the bed . Naked and sweaty she slowly walked towards Ravi and Moti . She bent down and dragged them closer to a tight hug . She felt them hugging her back .

“ Madam ji …. Your body is burning ….. should you not put some clothes on ? “ , Moti muttered softly .

“ No its better this way . The more I sweat , the temperature will come down . Lets eat now . “ , Sima said while smiling .

The clock was now showing 10 pm . Sima felt better. The soup and coffee really helped . She had taken some tablets for the fever . She was under the blankets sitting on the bed . Moti and Ravi was in the kitchen washing the dishes.

Ravi and Moti came back after few minutes.

“ Didi .. we have finished the dishes and I have kept coffee in the flask .” , said Ravi , feeling proud of his accomplishment.
Moti moved closer and enquired, “ How are you feeling now madam ji ? “

Sima smiled and said , “ Feeling a lot better now , but I think I need a few days rest . “

“ Call us if you need anything .” , said Ravi , his face showing concern .

Moti said , “ Anyway we will drop by again tomorrow . “

“ Are you guys leaving ? “ , Sima asked

Moti and Ravi exchanged looks . Ravi said in a soft voice , “ Didi…. You need rest … we don’t want to keep you awake . “

Sima shook her head and frowned. She was feeling a lot better now and more importantly lot bolder.  The heat building inside her was nothing compared to her fever .

Sima pulled aside her blanket and put her naked body in full display . She  grabbed Moti and Ravi by the arm and pulled them down on the bed .

“ I am so proud of both of you “ , she whispered . “ For so long you have been controlling yourself . “ , saying this she sat between both of them .

Moti placed his palm on her forehead . He muttered , “ The medicine seems to be working , your temperature has come down Madam ji . “
“ See , that is what I am saying , “ , said Sima cheerfully .

Ravi seemed confused , but Moti was smiling . Sima gave a smile of encouragement . She looked down at the bulge on Moti’s pants . She places her hand on top of it . The room was silent . Ravi was looking with round eyes .

Sima tried to stand up but Moti stopped her .

“ No madam ji .. you don’t need to move . “ , saying this he got up from the bed and stood directly in front Sima .

Sitting at the edge of the bed Sima stared at the bugling pants in front of her . Slowly the unbuckled it and pulled down the zip .  
Her heart beating faster , she hooked her fingers on Moti’s pants and pulled it down . Ravi was silently watching all , a hungry expression on his face .

Moti was wearing a maroon-coloured boxer. The front was bulging obscenely . Eyes wide , Sima pulled them down .
She gasped , Moti’s cock sprang  erect . It was at least 8 inches , dark  brown skin , with lot of veins , the base surrounded by a tangle of hairs . The girth was impressive and the tip . Sima was in awe , the head was fleshy purple , flaring . The musky scent coming from it made Sima hungry , a new type of hunger .

“ My god Moti ji … how were you keeping this monster trapped for so long ? “ , asked Sima hoarsely
Moti gave a hollow laugh and said , “ It was painful , I admit , madam ji  . “

Sima looked around at Ravi , his mouth was open and he was looking at her .

“ You too Ravi “ , said Sima

Immediately Ravi stood up and started unzipping . Within seconds his pants were down and cock was free .  
There was clear difference . Ravi’s was of same length but the girth was less .

Ravi muttered , “ Its not that great Didi . “ He looked disappointed . he was looking away .

Sima looked up at Moti , with a meaningful look . Moti understood , he nodded and stepped aside and sat down on the bed beside Sima .
“ Aree buddhu , this is the cutest cock I have seen “ , said Sima and dragged Ravi in front of her .

Ravi was looking at her . She also kept looking at him . Slowly she bent forwards bringing her face closer to the pinkish head . She grabbed the cock with one hand , the lips touched the tip .

Sima kissed it . She could feel it twitch . She opened her mouth and pulled .  She felt the head inside her mouth .  Going on , she started using her tongue .

Ravi groaned as he felt Sima’s tongue licking his shaft . Her lips clamping down . Sima started moving her head  sucking on Ravi’s cock .
Ravi was in cloud nine , he groaned again . Minutes passed by . Sima was now sucking with more pressure and speed . She felt the cock pulsing . She became more vigorous . Suddenly she felt it shuddering . Sima moved her head away and pointed the cock on the bed .
Ravi’s whole body jerked and with a deep grunt he ejaculated. Sima watched with surprise as thick white jets spurted out of the tip . There spurts and three load of cum .

Ravi was sweaty and exhausted . Sima felt the cock going limp . Moti got up and cheering clapped Ravi on the back .

“ Lucky bastard , getting the  first blowjob of his life from an Apsara like madam ji . “ , cheered Moti happily .

Ravi sank down on the bed beside Sima , a weak smile on his face . he looked at Sima and said , “ I never came so fast in my life Didi … it felt so good .”

Sima turned towards Moti , expecting him to take the position of Ravi now .

But Moti shook his head , “ Not tonight madam ji … when you get better …. Now you relax and let me make you feel good  , you have done enough in this condition . “

Sima felt really happy of Moti’s consideration , she nodded her head and smiled and lay down on her back on the bed .

Ravi was now looking with interest . Sima watched as Moti got up , his cock erect . Sima waited in anticipation as Moti hoisted her legs up and spread them .

Moti looked down at Sima’s  hairy cunt . How lowered his hands and with his thick thumbs spread her pussy open . His thumbs spread apart Sima’s hairy fold and revealed the pink wonder inside.

Sima moaned as she felt Moti’s mouth touch her pink flesh .  She closed her eyes and was in ecstasy. The room was filled with Sima’s moans and  the wet sloppy sounds as Moti licked her pussy .

“ Ahhhh…. Ahhhhhh… yesssss…. Motiiii ….. “ , moaned Sima , as she felt the muscular tongue , probing inside .

Sima knew she could not hold any longer .

Ahhhhhhh…… , she screamed as her body jerked and she felt something release as waves of orgasmic pleasure crashed over her .
She looked up just in time to see little spurts of clear liquid coming out of her pussy and spraying all over Moti’s face . 

Oh god I am squirting she though and lay down , totally spent and exhausted .

She looked down to find Moti licking her pussy still .

He grinned and said , “ Cant let even a drop of your honey go to waste madam ji . “

Finally it was time to leave . Ravi was already down the stairs and Moti was at the door . Sima didn’t bother to put on any clothes. Naked she was standing at the doorway to see them off .

Before going Moti leaned close to Sima and whispered , “ get well soon madam ji …. I got a good look inside you today …. Your seal is waiting to be broken and I want to tear it up . “

Sima blushed and smiled .  She realized that she wont remain a virgin for long and that positively excited her .

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Please give update. Need more bigger and longer cock than Moti and lots of that.

Thanks for the support . Much appreciated   .

This is just the start .  Many cocks are lined up . I can also say , this story will explore multiple fetishes and kinky stuffs . Cocks wont be the only things to enter Sima . Right now Sima still doesn't fully realize what she is .

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Chapter 6:

 
Two more days Sima stayed at home. She felt much better lately. Nothing more eventful happened other than Sima getting a call from Ravi. Ravi sounded irritated over the phone when he called her. Apparently, some dispute has happened between his parents and some relatives over a piece of land. Ravi said he will have to go and sort it out. When he would return, he could not say.

Next morning Sima woke up feeling better than ever. She had a good sleep and felt refreshed and after a long time was eager to get back to work.  She again felt the excited buzz within her and wanted to try something new and bolder.  She started to get ready for work.

She reached the showroom and walked in, all three of her colleagues greeted her.  She greeted them back happily. She felt their gaze on her; she saw the gleam in Moti’s eyes.  Sima chose to wear a collared office shirt and black trousers for that day, but what made it special was the fact that it was sleeveless.



 



Today Sima found the office to be more active than usual. Some how everyone frequently came to her cabin with one work or another. Most of the time the work was trivial and something that did not involve her participation. But Sima didn’t mind the attention. In fact, she felt happy about it.  Today she got the most knocks on her door and every time her heart fluttered.


Obviously, Moti visited the maximum time, but even the clerk and the driver was frequenting her. They would come with some work and Sima would feel their gaze on her body.

There was a knock again and Sima answered. Moti entered with a cup of coffee and some files.

“ Moti ji .. why aren’t you having lunch? It is lunch time . “ , Sima said looking at the clock.

Moti placed the cup and files on her table and gave a sly smile , “ Already done madam ji … these files need to be stamped and signed so that I can mail them . “

Sima smiled but said nothing. She gave an amused smile and took one of the files to read it .  Moti moved closer and asked , “ How are you now? “

“ As you can see , I am doing better than ever . “ , replied back Sima .

“ Oh , yes Madam ji , I can see and it looks beautiful “ , Moti replied in a husky tone .

Sima could only blush and try to focus on the file.  “Well … I thought a change would be good so I did a little grooming and tried this attire.” , she said in a low voice.

Sima noticed the hungry gaze of Moti. She slowly raised her arms, folded her hands behind her head. It was not hairy as before, neither was it totally smooth. A fine hairy stubble.

“ This looks perfect “ , she heard Moti mutter .

“Well this will allow me to wear sleeveless. “ , Sima replied back.

“ And have you groomed your pubes also? “ , Moti asked .

Sima felt her heart miss a beat. She was taken aback by the sudden bold enquiry. She gave a nod.

Moti was looking at her , as if expecting something more .

Horrified, Sima said in a hushed voice, “ Whaaat? I cant show that here . We are in office and there are other people  “
But Moti was not having it . He moved closer and said , “ We are alone here in your chamber, the door is closed and others are having their lunch. “

It was true, her chamber had a wooden door with a small glass paned opening at the top and as Moti said, people were having lunch. But still it was risky. 

Sima was in a dilemma, one part told her it was stupid and risky while the other part … that damn other part of her grew with excitement.

Finally she gave a nod and slowly stood up . Moti wasted no time and got to work.

Sima kept her eyes on the door looking out for any one approaching. She felt Moti’s fingers working on her trousers and within seconds, her trousers were down to her knees.

Sima was breathing fast , her chest heaving and body sweaty . ‘ I have become so shameless ‘ she thought . In this risky situation rather than being afraid she was becoming horny. Her black pantie was already damp with moisture and the heat between her legs just kept on growing.

Moti pulled down her pantie to expose her moist cunt . A marvelous sight , the crotch covered with a thin layer of wiry hair , recently trimmed and at the bottom , folded skin forming her outer lips .

Sima looked at the door and said , “ I think you have seen what you wanted, let me get dressed now. “
 
But Moti did not reply . Sima tore her eyes away from the door  to find Moti staring at her crotch with a hungry look  and ….
Sima’s eyes widened as she saw him opening his zip and pulling out his dark cock . Like before she was in awe by its immense girth.

“ M…moti …. Ji ? “ , Sima stammered. She was not ready for it . Not here , not now .

“ Just trust me madam ji . “ , Moti whispered back . He moved closer while rubbing his cock .  With his hand he parted her thighs a little and created a gap .

Sima looked down as the flared tip of the cock brushed her pussy lips . She groaned as the veined phallus tucked it self between her pussy and thighs . Electric jolts originating from her labia travelled all over her body . How could this feel so good ?

She believed the only way to feel pleasure was to have a cock penetrate her. But she was obviously wrong. Moti increased the speed of his hip movement. Sima could feel that he was close .

Sima looked around for the tissue box , but Moti stopped her .

“ But , you are about to cum .. “ , she protested , shocked and puzzled .

But the answer came to her within seconds. The movement stopped . Everything seemed to slow down . Moti grabbed her waist and pulled her closer and gently pulled up her pantie tightly tucking his cock along  side  her moist cunt .

Sima felt the cock tip pressing against her pussy lips at an awkward angle not enough to penetrate her . She closed her eyes , as Moti grunted and she felt the warmth of his cum hit her skin , her pussy lips , felt the dampness spread across the fabric of her pantie . She waited and surely came another blast , followed by another one .

Few moments passed in silence . Moti pulled out is now limp cock , back to its normal size , glistening with a mixture of fluid . Sima slowly tucked down her pantie . As she expected , her black pantie was now coloured white in the inside . The bottom part wet and pooling in the centre a large quantity of semi white creamy liquid. Not only her pantie , her crotch and outer vagina was alco covered with his sticky cum .

Moti was looking at her tentatively, he knew he had fucked up. He was sorry about it .

“ Madam ji “, he croaked apologetically, “ I could not control, I am sorry… please give it tome , I will wash it …. No , I will buy you a new on……” . He had to stop mid-sentence . He expected her to shout and rage but not this …

Sima was smiling and looking at him like a sly fox . She did not care where she was , how risky it was .  She looked down and with her fingers scooped a little amount of cum from her pantie . She brought the fingers to her mouth and tasted it . It did not taste bad , but the flavour was mixture of musk and pungent chlorine.  She pulled up her wet , cum drenched pantie and wore it and gradually put her trousers back on .

Smiling she approached Moti and said , “ Next time , I want to taste you cum directly from the source .  Oh and you are buying me contraceptive pill . Even though it was out side , I am not taking any chances. “ , Saying this she went out , humming some tune , her hips swaying .

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superb style....expecting more kinkiness and slow seduction....

Thanks 

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CHAPTER 7:

 
Over the coming week many changes took place.  

It was almost the end of September; the festive season was starting. And what comes with each and every festive season is OFFERS and Discounts on products.

So, on a Sunday morning, Sima along with Moti found themselves coming out of a two-wheeler showroom, Sima beaming with happiness and riding her brand-new scooter.

Though buying a scooter may not seem like a remarkable thing, but it meant much more to Sima. It meant that she was more self-dependent now. She could go wherever she wanted and whenever she wanted. It also meant that she could now commute to work without Ravi who has still not returned. 

Sima knew that Ravi would be disappointed since she would be from now on commuting all by herself.

“You worry too much madamji. You are already too lenient with that lucky bastard. “, replied Moti, when she expressed her concerns to him.

Moti had a point; there was no point worrying. What needed to be done, has been done.
 
Sima reached home in a very happy mood. She just knew that life was going to be much more exciting from now on.  She clicked some selfies of herself along with her new scooter and posted it on Instagram.

Her Instagram was not well maintained and hardly had any content. Sima was currently following some 7 people and she had around 12 followers, who were mostly her college friends and a few distant relatives. 

This was natural as she never felt any interest in keeping a social life and stayed away from social media mostly.  Since childhood she was focused on studies and a quiet lifestyle. A nerdy girl in her college days who did not attract any attention, neither felt any attraction to others. 

Her personality and her body, truly started blossoming after she left her college. 

Sima stood In front of the mirror and looked at herself. Her hips were wider now and she could definitely notice that her boobs have enlarged and grown bigger.  She was getting a more feminine shape day by day. And somehow, she liked the attention she was getting. 

*TINGGGG*

Sima turned around and saw there was a notification on her phone from Instagram. Since she kept her account private, there was no question of a new follower. 

Curious she picked up her phone to check.  ‘Who would react to her post within 2 mins, when she hardly had any followers and most of them were also not active anyway. ‘She thought to herself.
 
Yes, someone has liked her picture and also commented on it, “looking superb didi. “
Sima smiled as she read it. She recognized him.  It was her little cousin brother Niloy or as she called him from childhood – ‘ Nilu ‘  .He looked almost the same she remembered him. She had seen him long time back, almost three years ago.
 
Nilu was the one and only son of her aunt (sister of her mother) , and he was around 6 years younger than Sima.  Nilu was Sima’s one of the favorite cousins as he was also, quiet and nerdy. They spent a lot of time together in their childhood days.

Nilu was fat and chubby while Sima was thin like a ply board. She remembered how Nilu’s face would light up when she shared her sweets and chocolates with him. Then also Nilu was a big foodie and was round and chubby, almost like a beach ball. 

Now also Sima noticed that he was chubby, the only difference was his pictures showed him wearing a thick spec. He looked nerdy also. Though he looked nerdy Nilu was never a very bright kid. He studied a lot , but somehow everything seemed to leak out from his head.
Sima’s aunt used to scold him a lot in childhood due to his poor marks and lack of knowledge. She used to tell Nilu to follow Sima’s example and become a good student like her. 

The last update Sima got from her mother was Nilu scored okayish on his 12 boards and would be joining a B.com course in some college in Kolkata.
 
Sima replied, ‘thank you Nilu ‘ to his comment. Nilu’s Instagram profile was almost same to hers. Around 15 followers and around 400 following!

Sima paused a little and clicked on his ‘ following ‘ tab and immediately her eyes became wide. There ware some normal accounts but mostly there were accounts of girls and influencers who were wearing a very less clothes and showing a lot of skin. 

Sima realised that it was natural for someone in their late teens to be attracted to such kind of content but she never thought the quiet and shy Nilu to become so interested in these …… as she browsed through, she understood what her little cousin brother liked.

Sima felt the same excitement building inside her.  But she was confused, why did she felt so restless if her cousin brother was looking at women flaunting their assets on social media? Why was she feeling excited knowing that her little cousin brother was behaving like any guy should?
 
Sima noticed that there was also a message from Nilu. It read, ‘Only 30 days remaining Didi. Hope you can come during Durga puja. ‘

‘That’s right’ ,  thought Sima. Durga Puja was coming. Though she was not really excited about it since she never really enjoyed going out in all the hustle and bustle during that time. But the prospect of going home was also interesting for her.
Sima started replying 

Sima: Let’s see, if I can manage to get leaves.
Nilu: Try na didi . We will get to meet after so long.
Sima: I never really liked all the noise and crowd. You know how much I like my peace.
Nilu: Are didi , stay at home but come. Ma will cook good food for us every day.
Sima: Your Ma already cooks good food for you every day. Also, you will be going out with                            your new college friends.
Nilu: Haha!  As if I can make friends so easily. I mostly stay home, but if you come, we can go out and eat some good place. 

Sima knew how hard it was for Nilu to make friends. She faced the same issue in her college days also.  Being a quiet introvert person made her the least popular in college.
 
Nilu: Didi, check out my latest post. I added you in my Close Friends list so only you can see it.

Sima checked and found a picture of Nilu holding a beer bottle, with a caption, “ First drink “.
She smiled and replied 

Sima: Nice! Did you like it?
Nilu: Yes, don’t tell anyone, especially not Ma. I am trusting you.
Sima: Relax kiddo. I won’t tell anyone, just don’t get drunk. And what is this Close friend list?
Nilu: Hey! I am not kiddo anymore. This was the beer my friends gave after my 18th birthday. Btw,               people in close friends list can only see certain posts which others cannot see. Like my beer                post.    Since I added you know you can see :D 

Sima understood and added Nilu also into her close friends list.

Nilu: Didi, there is no post.
Sima: I know, maybe I will post after I find something worth posting.

Though Sima typed it , her mind was already racing. Her feeling of excitement already surging.  Something she will post that only Nilu can see.  It wont definitely be about holding a beer bottle.

[tajrani]

Sima

 Nice renders , will have to use these as reference for future

[tajrani]

CHAPTER 8 :
 
Sima looked at the clock. It was 11 pm . It was time now.  Sima had spent the last few hours going over her plan on her head. It was perfect, she has thought it through. 

But should she do it ? It was not right or even ….. but her excitement was over powering her .  She could not deny it . She could not deny that urge.

She opened Instagram and posted a picture. She smiled and waited and thought, ‘Who knew social media could be so exciting. ‘
 
Within minutes came the notification showing Nilu just now liked the post. It was a close friend privacy post. Simultaneously came his message.

Sima smiled, so he is still up and not gone to sleep yet.

She read the message.

Nilu: Nice post didi . But you could have posted it normally.
Sima: Oh! I was just checking; it was posted by mistake. BTW why are not sleeping yet?
Nilu: Okay , so post the correct one . I am just browsing didi . I will go to sleep soon.
 
Sima smiled. Right, she had a fairly good idea what he was browsing. And as for going to sleep. It will not be easy anymore.
 
Nilu: Are you posting didi?
Sima: Yaaa , just hold on kiddo .
Nilu: ☹

Sima waited. There was no need to rush. She deleted the picture which was basically another selfie with her scooter. Sima double checked her privacy settings and finally with her heart racing posted the picture she took a few minutes ago.

 
Several miles away, in Kolkata, Nilu was lying on his bed, his room dark, the only source of light was from the mobile on his hand. Nilu lay on his bead wearing only a boxer as he browsed through the content on Instagram.  This was his nightly routine before going to sleep.  Tonight, he found a new account to follow, but it was not exactly what he was hoping for. 
Nilu’s biggest frustration was that no matter how many sexy and hot content creator he followed, none of them were perfect. Some lacked the charm, other lacked the figure while some lacked the proper exposing criteria.
If only he could fully change one of them, then he could have fulfilled his fantasy.

*** TINGGGGG****

A new post notification from Sima didi !  

Nilu thought that his didi would probably post some image of her drinking beer or maybe smoking. At least that is what he and his friends used the Close friend’s privacy settings for.  Photos which should never be seen by parents, annoying relatives and teachers.
 
Nilu clicked the notification and saw the image and froze! His eyes wide, taking in the image.  Whatever his eyes saw, the information passed on to his brain and maybe a certain amount of information travelled down to through is body and reached his cock.  Nilu instantly sat up and pulled down his boxer and his erect cock sprang up.

Eyes and mouth wide open, Nilu hungrily looked at the photo. Taking in the details of the beauty before him. The beauty with the face of his Sima didi ! 

The caption of the photo read – After a heavy workout.

No doubt about that , Sima was standing in the bedroom, her body all sweaty wearing a crop top and tight shorts. Her chest glistening with sweat. Her navel, so deep from which a single bead of sweat rolling down her belly.
Nilu gulped as eyes spotted the impressions of the nipples, dark and erect behind the damp, sweaty top, Sima was wearing. If only he could rip off that annoying top!

As his eyes moved down, he froze and zoomed. The white tight short was also damp but in the centre was the real wonder. The damp thin fabric of Sima’s shorts clinging tightly to the skin and creating the perfect cameltoe , Nilu had ever seen.
  
It was too much, and Nilu started stroking his rigid baton for all its worth.  Nilu had seen many such photos previously, all over the internet and social media, but seeing his didi was brought different feeling. It was someone whom he knew very well, someone real, someone with whom he could interact. And that though alone brought him the most pleasure.  But now he wanted more, much more. he wanted his precious Sima Didi. 

[tajrani]

CHAPTER 9 :
 
The next few days, the interaction between Sima and Nilu had increased.  Sima would be seen most of the time now checking her mobile and typing. Instagram was the most used app by Sima nowadays. Nilu would even find time to message her while being in college and attending lectures.  Sima liked the attention and replied to his messages while at work.
Sima felt she has unlocked a new side of her. Being an introvert all her life, she had previously never engaged in the social practice known as ‘chatting ‘. Yet, here she was chatting with Nilu who also is an awkward and introvert. Somehow, it felt natural to Sima now.  During her college and college days she avoided this habit but now she felt a connection to it.
She enjoyed the simple messages from Nilu, describing his day and activities. She even enjoyed his constant bickering about her coming home during the Durga puja. She felt a certain level of control on someone else and it excited her.

As another boring and uneventful day was coming to an end at her work, Sima got up to get ready to leave.  She noticed Moti was still there.

“Ready to leave madam? “ , asked Moti.  

Sima noticed that he did not have the usual smile and usually his eyes would be fixed on her body, but today he was looking at her, a less excited and concerned stare.  She noticed he frequently glanced at her phone which she was holding. 

“ Yes Moti ji , just getting ready to leave …… Is there anything wrong? “ , Sima asked a little tentatively.  

Moti shook his head and headed over to close down the showroom. 

Sima knew that, she had been a little distant to Moti for the past few days. She had been a little to busy with her phone. Moti also didn’t try anything new after the ‘pantie incident ‘ .
 
As Sima and Moti exited the closed showroom and moved towards their vehicle, Sima received a message on her phone from Nilu, she paused to reply. When she looked up , Moti was looking at her with the same concerned look.
Sima felt she needed to know the reason and went over to him .

“Moti ji .. tell me what’s the problem? You seem bothered by something. “ , she asked, looking at him, her voice calm and friendly. 

Moti looked a little awkward, he was not looking at her anymore. He just croaked, “No… no madam ji , everything is fine. “
That was a lie and Sima knew it. She wanted to know what was on his mind, what he was not telling. She also knew, how to get that information out of him also.

 
Moti was just about to get on his bike when Sima came towards him and said, “Let’s drink some beer Moti ji . It’s been a long time since; I had a beer. “

“Now, madam ji? You sure? “, Moti asked, he looked more confused now. 

“Obviously now, you know any place? “ , she asked, her mind already planning out the next steps.
 
After around 15 mins, Moti and Sima arrived in front of a road side food joint. It was, situated a little off the main road. The board read, ‘Tasty Dhaba ‘.  It looked shabby and empty. It was like a shack, with few tables and benches laid out side. There was no sign of any customers, there was just one elderly guy sitting inside the shop with headphones on, and his eyes fixed on the Mobile screen.

The owner seemed a little deaf and also Sima suspected he was having poor eyesight owing to his age.  With a bit of raised voice, Moti managed to convey his message and the owner, ‘Khalid miya ‘soon appeared with a few bottles of beer.
Sima and Moti, took seats on one of the tables outside which was covered by a thin layer of dust. 

Moti gave Sima, an apologetic smile and said, “Khalid Miya owns a farm land and runs this ‘dhaba’ , I have known him many years. He lives alone and does not care much about maintaining this place madam. Not many people come here, but he always keeps beer stock for me and, I like this quiet place.”

“Nothing to worry Moti ji , I like this natural ambiance “, replied Sima. In fact, it was perfect for what she had in mind.
Khalid Miya opened the beer bottles and placed a plate of hot chicken kababs on the table. He smiled and hurried back inside the shop. Putting on his headphones he resumed watching his phone.

“He seems more interested in watching movies, rather than handling this business.” , Sima chuckled as she sipped beer. 
Moti sighed, “Yes madam ji, he gets irritated if he misses even 5 mins of his daily serials, he just keeps this ‘dhaba’ as a timepass.”

Time passed by , as both of them ate the kababs and drank beer. Sima sat facing towards the road, her back towards the shop. Opposite to her Moti was quietly drinking. 

Sima felt the beer slowly taking effect, she opened one more bottle and this time poured on two beer mugs. She handed one to Moti and said, “Cheers “.

She did not like this version of Moti and she felt now was the time to dig deep and understand what was in his mind. Encouraged, by the light breeze and the light intoxication of the beer, she glanced towards the dhaba . Khalid Miya was sitting on a chair, his legs propped on another chair. Headphone on his ears and eyes glued on his mobile. GOOD!
Sima was wearing a sky blue, formal shirt and black trousers. She raised her arms and untied her hair and let it loose.
Sitting across her Moti was looking at her with interest.  Sima, continued on and slowly unbuttoned the topmost button of her shirt.

“Even though, the breeze is good, but its quite hot, isn’t it Moti ji “ , she asked looking towards him in a casual tone, but her heart skipped a beat looking at his expression.

Moti’s eyes were fixed on her cleavage, hungry and lusty.
“ Yes , madam ji “ , came his croaky voice.

Mentally, Sima smiled, there was no sound anywhere and everything was silent. Sima lowered her fingers and reached another button. 

Moti waited in anticipation, and was rewarded, Sima’s deep cleavage was in full view, fair and glistening with sweat. Sima leaned forward a little and tugged on her shirt from both sides.

The result was a portion of her white bra was now visible. 

Moti was now openly staring at her chest, all other thoughts forgotten, a glazed look on his eyes, as if in a trance. 

Sima gave a few moments and suddenly pulled her shirt together and crossed her arms in front.

Sima was satisfied seeing the disappointment on his face. ‘This is what you get for hiding from me ‘ , she thought on her mind.

“Oh! You are still interested in me?  I thought you already found some one new “ , her voice was shrill and tone sarcastic.
Moti was looking at her with round eyes and a dumbfounded expression. His lips moved a few times but no sound came out, just like a fish out of water.

Sima, felt a wild satisfaction and a rage of some sort. But she also noticed the frown on Moti’s face. As he spoke, there was pain and jealousy mixed in his voice.

“You are the one who found a boyfriend madam, not me, you are the one was ignoring me.” , came the words from Moti’s mouth.

Sima fell from sky , boyfriend? What is he talking about?

“No … no …. You are the one who was ignoring “, she retorted back and sipped her beer mug. She pulled out her mobile and showed the screen to Moti. “This is my little cousin with whom I was chatting, I don’t have a boyfriend and I like to keep it that way.”

Moti’s expression relaxed a little bit. His mind felt a little clear and heart a little light. 

“ But… but… you are always chatting and smiling …. And … and you seem happy … so … I …. “ , Moti blabbered, the beer taking effect now.

Sima groaned, “Oh! , that doesn’t mean, I have a boyfriend and I am chatting with him … and even … even if … that was the case … why should .. it bother …… “ , her voice trailed off . She did not know how to convey what was on her mind and her heart beat faster than ever.

Moti was looking embarrassed, he drank some more and said in a low voice, “ I thought… you got a boyfriend …. So now you won’t …. Want me too…. Do …. Those …. things “. 

“Did, I ever ask you to stop? “, came Sima’s question.

She felt her heart fluttering. She glanced at Moti, who shook his head.

Both of them sat in silence, both embarrassed. Sima, knew it was not entirely Moti’s fault. She also did not give much attention to him and her recent engagement on her mobile was sufficient reason for him to think like that.
There was silence for another few minutes. 

“ I guess we both … ahm … misjudged the situation Moti ji ….” , she spoke softly but clearly.
“ Yes madam ji …. “ , came his reply.

Sima looked at him and was pleased to find that he was also looking at her … not her chest but her eyes.

Sima blushed … that lustful gaze now mixed with sincerity, inspired her to say more.

Her voice, came as a soft breeze, “Moti ji … you are free to …. Keep on doing … as you like.”

Sima’s heart beat like a drum as she watched Moti slowly rise from his chair and come around the table towards her. He sat quietly beside her. 

Sima waited staring at her beer mug between her hands. 

“Madamji … I like to do many things … with you …. “ , his husky voice sent a shiver down Sima’s spine.
Tentatively she asked, “What kind of things? …. Moti ji? “ .


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The answer came late but impactful.

“Dirty … things …. madam ji … only seen in videos … that kind …” , his reply was short but precise and it lit a fire in Sima’s crotch.

“Yes…. Whatever .. you like.”, she said in an excited whisper.

“In office also… daily?”, Moti’s husky tone barely managed to hide the excitement.

She just nodded. ‘What kind of ‘dirty things’, did Moti have in his mind?’, the thought excited her.
She finished her remaining beer in one gulp, a little bit spilled on her chest, mostly cleavage.  Her cleavage now wet with beer and sweat. 

Sima bit her lips as she saw his lusty gaze fixed upon her wet shirt and cleavage. 

Moti quickly leaned forward, keeping his eyes on her. Sima watched as his face came close to her cleavage and a red tongue dart out. She felt the thick, muscular tongue give a quick lick.

She giggled, it felt ticklish but also exciting. Moti also gave a short laugh.

“The beer tastes better off your body madamji “ , he claimed proudly as he poured more beer and filled the two mugs.
“ Eh … that was a mistake and I spilled …..” , Sima stopped talking abruptly. 

Moti was looking at the beer mug and then to her . 

“Want to try something madamji?” , his voice was low and filled with excitement. His eyes glinting.
Was this one of his dirty things idea? 

Sima looked at her watch. 7:45 pm, plenty of time. She looked around at the shop and was surprised to find Khalid Miya with his head tilted backwards, eyes closed, mouth slightly opened, peacefully snoring in deep sleep on his chair. The mobile still playing some video, lay forgotten beside him. 

It was safe … even if not … who can resist .. Clearly Sima could not.

Sima nodded and Moti went to work immediately. With one swift motion his finger rolled up her bra and her boobs popped free.



“Look at these juicy mangoes “, he rumbled slowly. “It’s a crime to keep them locked behind a bra “

Moti grabbed one of her boobs and squeezed.

“ Aaaah ….. aaaaaah …. Yeeees . “ , Sima closed her eyes and moaned. 

Moti looked at her as his hand kneaded her soft mounds. 

Panting, Sima watched as Moti finally let go of her boob and then bring his beer mug closer to her.

Sima felt a cold shiver as Moti tipped his mug and a small amount of chilled beer poured on her chest and boobs.  She only could get a glimpse of her nipple , now erect and wet due to the cold beer . 

Moti pounced forward like a wolf .

Only a small gasp escaped from Sima’s throat as she felt her boob enter Moti’s mouth. She felt his teeth biting down on her soft flesh, his tongue mercilessly brushing her nipple from every angle and his deep sucking.
 
“ AAAAAAAHhhhhh …. Wowwww….. “ , Sima moaned her eyes rolling. The stimulation was too much, the ecstasy to powerful.  She relished this feeling. 

Sima jerked abruptly as she felt the chilled beer again poured on her other breast, and right on cue Moti’s mouth was now sucking on it . 

This kept on going for another few minutes and Sima could only moan. 

Finally, Moti, straightened up with a satisfied smile on his face and proudly said, “As , I told madam ji , the beer becomes tastier when it’s licked from your body.”

“ Uffff … what nonsense .. “ , retorted back Sima, but she could not hide the cherry red blush on her face. She could not help but smile.  She could not stop feeling proud of her self as she looked down to her breasts, filled with semi circular bite marks, wet with beer and Moti’s saliva, the nipple hard and erect.
 
But their time was up . Both Sima and Moti jumped like a shell-shocked cat as they heard a loud ‘AAAAACCCHOOOOO’  . Looking towards the shop they found old Khalid Miya rocking on his chair with violent sneezes. He was awake!
 
Moti sprang up , swayed a little, regained his balance and shielded Sima from view as Sima, started hurriedly buttoning her shirt.

[tajrani]

CHAPTER 10 :
 
The abrupt end to their sensual beer drinking session left both Sima and Moti in an excited yet unsatisfied state.  Sima drove her scooter slowly towards her home. Her head was still buzzing with the effects of the beer. Moti closely followed behind her on his bike as he insisted to stick along until she reached home safely.

It was 10:40 pm when Sima entered her dark apartment. She turned around and saw Moti standing at the threshold.
Moti gave a chuckle and said, “the last time I came to your place, you gave such a pleasant shock to me and Ravi. “
Sima blushed as she remembered the previous encounter during her fever.  The memories and scenes flashed before her eyes while she felt the growing burn on her lower abdomen. Her intoxicated brain only showed her one course of action.

Sima grabbed Moti’s wrist and pulled him inside, closed the door and took him to her bedroom.  Her vision swayed but her mind kept her objective clear. 

“Madamji … don’t you need to rest? “ , asked Moti in his low, cracking voice, but Sima did not bother to reply. Instead, she pushed Moti down on the edge of her bed.

As Moti sat, he felt his excitement soar, but also a bit concerned. He had never seen Sima behave like this before.
Neither could Sima believe her own actions. But she felt excited, happy and she could not wait any longer. 

“My turn to taste you … without any interruptions” , she mumbled softly as her fingers fumbled on the button and zip of Moti’s trousers. 


Moti helped her and shifted his posture as Sima pulled down his trousers and boxer in one swift motion.  Sima crouched down in her knees, her eyes wide, her heart racing as she laid her eyes on the specimen in front of her. 

Moti’s cock was erect and twitched slightly looking like a snake emerging from the dense tangles of his pubic hair. The body with tight dark brown skin, outlined with multiple veins and then the flared tip, slightly purple and pink in colour.
 
Sima felt the dryness in her throat as well as the wetness between her legs. She marvelled at the specimen in front of her. Easily 7 inches but …. the girth left her in awe. It was almost as wide as her wrist. She remembered that Moti was married and felt pity of the woman who had to endure his cock. She also felt pity for herself …. for not enjoying during his previous visit.

‘But tonight, your all mine ‘ , she thought to herself and leaned closer to it. The smell was incredible, musky mixed with piss and something lewd, which made her mouth salivate.
 
Moti whispered tentatively, “Madamji, it was hot whole day, let me at least take a shower or clean that are…… “, but his words turned into an ecstatic groan as he saw one of his balls being sucked on by Sima.  Her eyes were twinkling yet she had a dazed look. Keeping eye contact with Moti she licked his shaft, sucked of its tip ……. Moti felt his body jerk with energy as Sima’s tongue licked the tip of his cock and tormented his pee hole. He could not hold back any more …
 
Sima felt herself hoisted up into a standing position. She was surprised by his strength and even more surprised by how fast he ripped off her shirt and trouser. Moti wasn’t smiling anymore. He was looking at her with a hungry look …. a look that made Sima squirm with anticipation. 

Sima swayed a little as her bra and pantie got removed from her body and thrown aside unceremoniously. She allowed herself to be lifted up by Moti again and tossed on the bed.

She lay on the bed on her back, her body naked, chest heaving with each deep, long breath and skin shining with sweat.  She saw Moti climbing on to the bed, removing his shirt, getting fully naked and looking at her as a predator would look at it’s prey which has been finally caught after a long chase.


And Sima happily surrendered herself.  Her mouth slightly open and eyes full of need, Sima put a pillow beneath her head and folded her legs and spread them open as an invitation for Moti to come and claim his prize.
 
Moti looked down on the naked form of Sima as he positioned himself between her open legs.  His heart roared with triumph and a primal desire as his hungry gaze roamed over the vulnerable pose of Sima. 

His dark cock stood erect like a cobra, ready to claim this new, fleshy hole as it’s new home.
Sima gave a moan of pleasure as the tip of Moti’s cock rubbed her wet pussy lips. Her body was tingling and it felt so good. 

“Mmmmmm …. aaaaaaah …. Moti jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!! “, her moans rapidly turned into painful gasps.  Her eyes wide open, she looked down and saw the purple, flared tip of the cock, mercilessly spreading apart her labia and entering her vagina. 

The realization came to her that her virgin pussy was not ready to accommodate the monster that was trying to penetrate it.

But there was nothing to do now.  Moti’s one hand was grabbing her hip and the other was holding her leg.  The resistance his cock felt from the tight hole only made him more determined to penetrate that warm and wet tunnel.
With a primal grunt Moti gave a powerful thrust and released the whole weight of his body and several things happened at once.
 
Sima felt pain and pleasure like never before. Every nerve on her body was on fire.  Her body jerked and she gave a cry of anguish. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes and her vision became blurry.  Her fingers dug deep into Moti’s shoulder, trying to push him away but in vain. 

And then came another thrust and his cock ventured a little more inside and Moti felt the tightness increase, and presence of an invisible wall putting up a futile attempt to stop his invading cock.

Sima howled as she felt a sharp pain inside her abdomen like a rubber band snapping internally.  Her body shuddered and her legs jerked awkwardly like an insect as she gasped for air.  Her body was acting weirdly. The pain was there but also a new kind of pleasure that came with the pain at the same time. 

Clear liquid sprayed out from her pussy as her body twitched and climaxed into an orgasm.  This was the fastest orgasm she had ever had and she squirted so much.
 
Sima lay on the bed panting, her body all sweaty.  She never had such a powerful orgasm before, neither had she squirted this much before.  Her body was in bliss and she felt like she needed more of the experience. The pain, suddenly seemed very distant, like some distant music from a moving car that slowly fades away.
 
“Congratulations madam ji “, came the husky voice of Moti. 

Sima arched up her head and looked down and her heart skipped several beats.  Moti’s dark cock was glistening with her pussy juices and there were also traces of something red and dark. The traces of blood gave her the undeniable evidence of her lost virginity.

A smile appeared on Sima’s face, she felt ………. She felt like finally she had accomplished something important in her life. She could not express it in any words but she felt free and happy.

[tajrani]

The silence in the dark bedroom was only broken by small grunts and moans, the air heavy with the scent of musk, sweat and pheromones. Little moans and gasps came from Sima, as her naked body jerked with each powerful thrust from Moti’s hips.  By now her tight flesh tunnel was well lubricated with her juices and the blood from her torn hymen allowing Moti’s hard, meat shaft to smoothly piston in and out.

Sima lay there in pure bliss, as the marauding cock, slowly but surely continued to reshape her tight, fleshy tunnel.  Moti’s face was looming a few inches above Hers, his hairy torso brushing against her midriff.  His face sweaty with exertion, eyes fixed on her, monitoring her reactions for any pain or discomfort. 

He mumbled in a low, raspy voice, “I never imagined of having a young, beautiful lady like you Madam ji. Some thing like this is only dreamt by us guys when we watch those sexy models and actress in internet and get our cocks hard. Thanks for giving a pervert like me this opportunity. Now I can die in peace. “

Moti’s words washed over Sima like a wave of reality. A mixture of emotions erupted inside her and her hormones surged.  Sima raised her hand and pulled Moti’s head towards her breast.  She raised her chest a little, allowing Moti’s mouth to latch on to her nipple.

As Moti sucked and pumped her, Sima, let out a moan of pleasure, her hands still keeping his head buried on her breast.

“You call yourself a pervert and yet suckle like a baby, Moti ji , bite harder “, Sima uttered in slutty growl.

Moti obliged, his teeth finding her aroused nipple. 

“ AAAAhhhhhh…. Mummmaaaaaa…… “ , Sima let out an agonizing wail mixed with pleasure. It felt so good, the sharp pain, turning into an elevated pleasure as her nipple got grinded between his teeth.

“Yes… yes … mark me … ahhhhh …mmmm … “, Sima groaned, her voice hoarse and broken.

Moti suddenly felt the fleshy walls around his cock tighten.  It was too much, the enveloping muscular pressure increasing the sensitivity of the nerves on his cock, pushing him to the edge.

Moti lifted his face from her puffy and swollen nipple, the brown areola and its edges, filled with raw and red bite marks. “Madamji … don’t squeeze so much …. I wont me able to hold it anymore “ , he groaned looking at her, slowing down his hips.

Sima looked at him, her eyes glinting, she pulled Moti closer and wrapped her legs around his waist, securing him tightly in position. With a dazed look of pure surrender, Sima said, “Don’t you dare stop.”

“But madam ji , I am not wearing a condom, “ 

“I will take a pill …. I will always take a pill for you …. Now fill me up with you perverted seed “.

At was all that Moti needed to hear. He thrust with renewed vigour as his cock rammed on the muscular door of her cervix.

Sima gasped as the force rattled her o the core as Moti pumped her swollen cunt with loud grunts. Sloppy, wet sound, played like erotic music has his balls slapped against her and the masculine flesh of his phallus slid against her feminine vaginal walls.

“Ahhhhh …... “, moaned Sima, as Moti grabbed her boobs with his rough hands and started biting on them like a feral beast.   She closed her eyes, an ecstatic smile, etched on her face as she heard Moti give a guttural grunt and felt his cock, twitch and shudder one last time before she felt ropes of warm liquid sprayed inside her and its warmth spread across her abdomen. Moti emptied his balls on her honey pot, Cumming thrice and depositing his semen deep inside Sima.

Both of them lay on the bed, panting, sweaty and looking at each other and finally falling asleep .

[tajrani]

First of all sorry for the late reply such an amazing story you've written so far. The tension and teasing were top notch literally I can smell the sweat of Sima. Personally I'm not a big fan of the cousin story but I've a small request please add Kayadu Lohar as Sima because she'll be perfect in my opinion and also I kind of remember that Auto Driver has family issues regarding his marriage. So first make a threesome scene with Moti and Auto Driver and make Sima to act as wife of Auto Driver for sometime with Moti acting as her father or uncle. So that they can enjoy Sima in village also. These are strictly my suggestions Tajrani please don't mistake me.

Thanks for your interest , support and suggestions . I will keep it all in mind while I progress. I hardly get time to write and had been going through some location shifting . But this week will be posting updated .