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Before we start, I am warning u that this story is long, as I telling u my true experience and it is hard to summarize the Whole story, as everything seems to fit together so perfectly. SO ENJOY AND GIVE ME VITAL SUGGESTION IF POSSIBLE. And “yes” this is my first story I am posting and ur feedback will be greatly appreciated.

My name is Tim, I am average guy of 27, and I am not big-headed by saying that I am big and muscular, but I do have a athletic body. So let’s get down to the story, it happened a year ago, when my old friend Ravi called me one day, seeming very tense.

So making the long story short he told me that he loves a girl, but her father is against this marriage, just like the old Bollywood flick! So after a long talk, he asked me if I could help her escape from her house and bring her to the station. At first I said no, b/c I was on vacation and had to go to Calcutta the very next day,

but he said it was okay as he asked me if I could do it today itself and leave for Calcutta early next morning. At this point, I agreed, and told him that he owed me a big favor for this, for which he simply laughed. Then he told me the rough blue print of the house and after the long talk we agreed that he would meet me in the station.

I would depart from there. I tried to get sleep during the afternoon hours, but couldn’t as I was tense as hell! Which u guys can understand. I left my house around 9’ 30 pm, and reached her house around 11’ o clock. I parked my behind her house, because Ravi as he said the housing complex was under-construction.

Aand as her house was on the far corner and one of the adjusted house was still unsold while the other neighbor were old couples who were nearly blind without their glasses. So this gave me some relief in parking my car just behind her house. So I climbed the wall, which wasn’t that bad.

but then I saw that the wall along the sides ran closely along the house, which I could use for my advantage as I climbed the wall and to the first floor balcony easily. But this lead to her parent’s master bedroom, which seemed empty with no one there, so I got in the room and went slowly to the door and looked if there was anyone in the hallway.

I expected her parents asleep by now, but I saw lights flashing back and forth with color changing with a mild buzzing noise to which I knew that they were watch movie downstairs.

But suddenly very unexpectedly I heard foot steps coming, I guessed it was her mother as she was saying “ Priya, Priya, come and watch the movie with us, u have been in that room for almost the entire day!”, so upon hearing this I knew if I stayed there long enough I would get caught and so raced to her room trying not to make much noise.

And luckily found her door opened, for a moment I thought that I was someplace else as envy and jealousy towards Ravi, came all at once b/c for a matter of fact she was a stunning beauty but when she started to scream, I came back to my senses. So I closed her mouth and took her to the bathroom turned on the shower which was beside us.

and whispered into her ear that Ravi had sent me to get her away. Upon hearing this she started to calm down. I heard her mother calling her father upon hearing her daughter’s screaming before. And we heard footsteps leading to the bathroom, with her father pounding on the door asking what happened,

I whispered in her hears “I saw a spider in the bathroom” and she said the same to her parents, which upon hearing relieved them. I guess they thought that their daughter was taking a shower, so they said “good night” and heard the door close and after another second a faint noise for which I knew that her parents were about to sleep.

Soon we came back to our sense, she was wearing a nighty and I was pressing on her with my body, I did feel her soft boobs around my chest. But I soon released her from that position, and she went a turned off the shower, and asked me where we were heading towards.

We started to hear the footsteps again, so before Priya could react, I lifted her up, and made her lay on top of me and covered our self with a blanket.

We heard the door opened and it was her mom again saying “ Priya, sorry to disturb u again, but do u have to report to work tomorrow” to which Priya managed to say “No” and then we heard to door close and the lights to her parents room turned off.

I loosened the grip around her waist, she tried to get up, but my locket apparently got stuck around her necklace/chain that she was wearing at that time. So guys imagine this, a lovely woman around the age of 23 who is lying on top of me with her cleavage showing.

I am sure that she would feel my hard erection even from the tight jeans I was wearing, it was aching so much that I even wanted to pour cold water over it! I saw her try to release her chain from my locket, then after long silence from my side I finally said “Let me try”, to which she nodded to show her approval.

I started to use my teeth to untangle the chain, and in the process many times actually bite gently around her neck area accidentally, but finally managing to untangle the two chains. Then she got up, asked what was the plan. “the only plan, I have now is to fuck and squeeze those buns u have” which ran along my mind.

but instead I said “We have to leave the railway station quick, which were u could join with Ravi and leave”. I also insisted here upon wearing something comfortable like jeans and a top and also to keep a pair or two in a bag for precaution.

She was about to open the door but I asked “where are u going, don’t open the door ur parents would wake up!” She told me that this was the guest room and her clothes were in a room across from here. I asked her if there was anything else she could wear; she said those were the ones she wore on special occasions.

I told her to wear those even if they were uncomfortable as we would miss the train if we don’t hurry up. She went back to the shelves and picked whatever she could lay her hands on and stuffed it in a bag and took a pair and when to the bathroom to change. I waited for a while, and was about to knock at the door, but then she opened it.

She looked mind blowing in the salwar kameez she was wearing which was tight showing her beautiful curves and which was backless with laces attached which showed her sexy back. “she looked so sexy, that even I felt a little scared taking her to station” I said to myself.

I came back to my senses, and took her bag and swindled it around my shoulders and took her to the balcony and told her get down to wall, to which she was afraid of which I can understand. So I got down the balcony to the wall and told her to do the same.

I was there to hold her in place, so finally with time running out and danger of being caught made her finally agree to do it. So she sat on the balcony rails and caught hold of her as she came down. Then I jumped down on to the road and she jumped after for which she did not need my help. We got in the car and left to the station.

We actually had her cell phone on, on the bed in her room so that when her parents actually got to know that her daughter is missing we would know it too! I parked my car and we went to the platform and sat down. The station seemed very deserted.

I gave her my other phone and told her to try and call Ravi, and told her that I was going to the men’s toilet, which I desperately needed after the wild ride I had.

After my piss in the toilet which was dirty with almost no light, and in a matter of fact I don’t even know where I pissed maybe on the wall, or who knows were. I started to go back to be Priya was then I saw a couple of truck drivers who were walking around checking her out. She seemed relieved seeing me coming.

I don’t know what made the those people walk away that fast, maybe I guess because of the jacket I was wearing made me seem like a macho guy from a distance and reminding u that it was dark but anyways the point is that they left pretty fast. I came near her and saw sweat dripping from her back which I found very sexy.

Then I heard Priya’s mom shrieking from the other end of the phone, which we soon realized that they found that she was missing. I turned in the cell phone off, she told me that Ravi apparently is not picking his cell phone, I told her to wait patiently. It was almost and hour later around 2’ o clock that all my hopes of Ravi arriving was gone.

Then a police alarm startled us, and I told her that Ravi might never make it today, maybe b/c he might have been caught by the police or trapped in the traffic jam, so I told her to come with me to Calcutta, and Ravi can catch up with us there as he knows my number when the situation here cools down.

There wasn’t that much time for her to think as my train was arriving at the station in matter of minutes. Then she agreed to come with me, b/c we knew that staying here in the platform was hopeless as the police was sure to find us here.

So we hopped on the train, it was jammed packed even though it was an a/c compartment b/c of the holiday rush. I told Priya to go and rest on my berth while I talk to the ticket collector, but in vain as he said there is nothing he could do for us.

I went back to the berth saw couple of old couples sleeping on the lower and middle berth but one on the top berths were vacant with no one there except for their luggage’s being loaded. I tried to wake them up to ask them if the could put there luggage’s else where, but I guess they were on “pills” so they never woke up.

also b/c Priya stopped me by saying that they were old people and it wasn’t right to wake them up. I told her to take some rest while I would take a short nap in the sitting position. To which she agreed, but as u know guys u can’t really sleep with a sexy girl lying beside u. I stayed up at first just looking at her sleep.

I waited for a while to make my move, and then first I started to slowly careless her thighs, trying not two wake her up, slowly pulled her kurta up and started to careless her belly. I wanted to untie those laces and free those melons but I knew that it was public place and that she might wake up as it was nearly morning.

So I undid every thing that I did to leave no evidence for what I did. And tried to catch some sleep, in which I had this weird dream of actually fucking Priya on the train but then the police surrounding the train with the two truck drivers pointing at me. I quickly woke up from up dream; she woke up early and asked me what happened.

“we have leaved this train, as the two truck drivers had seen us and might even saw us board the train, so it might be in matter of hours the police will come knocking on the doors. We both left the train early that morning around 5’ o clock although it was still dark I told her to cover herself with a shawl, so that the people might not recognize her.

We went to the local auto-rickshaw stands and told them to go to the local bus stop, the driver asked me were I wanted to go, and I told him Calcutta. He told me the train was the most convenient one and the bus that goes there leaves in another town a few kilometers away.

I told him to take us there, but the driver told me that the bus leaves every Friday which was four days way. I looked at Priya helplessly, but then she asked to get us to the nearest hotel. He went to the help desk, the clerk working there showed us some rooms, surprisingly bathrooms looked good for a local hotel.

That was because it was newly build and many of the expensive rooms weren’t used at all. So I guess we were kind off lucky in that sense, but the rooms were small even the less. So I agreed, but before I could say two rooms the kid who showed us the rooms when downstairs and said one room as he thought that we were couple.

I was about to correct that when Priya took hold my hand and said not to as this might make them wary. And I agreed, so I paid the advance for the room, and entered the room. I could hear water splashing from which I realized that she was taking a bath. I watch a movie on the T.V.

When she came back wearing a short skirt not even up to her knees and tank top which showed bit of her belly. I guess when I changed to my shorts, forgot to wear my briefs underneath, so with this sexy girl drying her wet hair in front of me, made a giant tent which although I tried to cover, which she might have seen it too.

Soon I too took a bath and changed to shorts and t-shirt, she was lying down watching a movie. We ordered some food to eat and while eating we discussed various topics as she was very easy to talk to, and then I soon asked her if she had anything else to wear besides the two pair.

She said no, so I asked if she would mind coming shopping with me as I also had to buy something to wear for the night. So we walked to the nearest town which was a good 30 mins walk in the sun, and we were soaked in sweat.

We finally got to a small garment shop which scolded saris and salwar kameez. So she like some of the them, and wanted to try those, in a matter of fact what ever she wore suited her well. Time flied fast and by the end of it was evening and so we went walking around back to the hotel.

I was so exhausted that I slept for an hour and a half and I woke up finding that Priya sleeping beside me exhausted. This evil got into me as she was wearing this transparent/ light sari that we bought and the pallu was off, showing him massive cleavage. Even for her age she had good pairs of boobs even an 36 years old women would envy upon.

I wanted to feel them, so I took the pallu further down and placed my left arm on her right boob. Looked for response but none, slowly circled around her nipple as she wasn’t wearing a bra which was erect in a matter of seconds.

Slowly squeezed it like a cushion for a while. I almost went even to lick her nipples from the outside but that’s when there was a knock on the door. I took my hands of her, and she woke up thought that her pallu slipped when she was asleep and when to open the door; it was the food she ordered for dinner.

I almost cursed the guy who brought loud. Seeing me asleep, she tried to wake me but when she saw a massive erection under my Bermuda, she looked at it for a while then woke me up. Even while eating dinner I was trying to figure out whether that was signal or not but decided to wait patiently.

It was around 11’ o clock when we decided to sleep, I told her that I would sleep on the floor, trying tell myself that she might say “no”, to which she said no and by the end we sleep on the same bed . She was wearing the skirt and the top that she wore in the morning.

I could not sleep, so I decided to watch the T.V. and she joined too, and what was another movie better than the “Desperado” where Salma Hayek in the movie was very naked.

The sex scene really should have made Priya hot, after the movie I asked she wanted to show me what we bought together. She said it was too late, but I insisted upon showing and wearing it for me. She then agreed, well first she showed me he tight jeans and Top that she had bought, which surely showed her nice sexy ass, which I wanted to squeeze so eagerly. She went in the washroom again and showed me the skirt and top that she bought. But I saw that she was wearing the skirt too high, so went up to her, and before she could react, I placed my hand over her waist and lowered it down and said “Now that’s how you wear it”.

The top was pretty short, which revealed her sexy tummy. I told her to show me the sari that we bought together, she said “Maybe later, as I don’t know how to wear a sari”. I told her that I could help teach her, and after a long hesitation from her part, she finally agreed as she did want to disappoint me.

I wasn’t sure disappointed when she came out wearing a short cut blouse and petticoat asking me my help. I said “First thing First, So are not wearing the blouse correctly” and yet again, I didn’t ask her permission and place my hand over her sexy back, untied the laces one, by one”

and along the way she was saying “Just, show me, and I will do it myself”. But I kept on saying “Why do it by yourself, when there is pro that can help u”. I knew that she was feeling insecure showing her sexy body to me, but I went on with my mischief. I slowly untied the lace and used my hands to wipe away her sweat from her back, as she was perspiring, and was getting tenser with my actions.

Then I quickly tied the laces as tightly as possible. “there u go, now that how u wear a sari blouse” I said to her, I quickly rolled the sari, taking my time each step and trying to feel her body when ever possible. After a intense 12 mins, I was done. She seemed gleaming beautiful with the yellow sari she was wearing.

I was so desperate to get close to her body that I asked her if she could dance with me. She hesitated again, but I convinced her that this might be a help for me as I had a college re-union coming soon where I need this vital practice. So I turned some slow rhythm music from my laptop, and we slowly start to dance.

At first I gave a little space for her comfort, but as the music rolled on, I got closer and closer towards her. By the end of it, I came so close that her boobs were pressing on my chest and my hard erection surely pressing on her pussy area. I slowly got dirtier and dirtier when each song moved on, as I started with left palm on her back.

But slowly I would lowered it, minute by minute and by the time the 7th song was over it was well over her ass cheek, she showed no signs of resistant’s, maybe she might be in a dilemma, without knowing what to do. But whatever the reason I took that as my advantage as I am sure most guys would!.

So I placed both my hands over her ass cheek with her hands around my neck. I slowly started to put pressure on to her ass by pushing her body towards me, with my hard erection slowly creeping up and crushing her pussy area, she seemed to break the dance when I squeezed her ass cheek like a cushion.

She broke free and said that this wasn’t right, and that she is about to get married to Ravi, and that this was inappropriate. I knew that the were no-one staying in this floor, and the hotel was mainly vacant with only a few rooms occupied in the lower floor.

I also knew that the guys working in the hotel would leave during the night to watch blue movies in the local theater, as the told me when they were drunk at the lobby once. So I had a fair advantage over her, so I went up to her and said that she was too sexy for me to resist. But she kept on running from one room to another.

but when she almost ran off from the room, I caught her along her waist, and tied her mouth with a towel, savagely stripped her sari like a mad dog, I even torn half of the sari.

I never wanted to be this way, but I knew I had to now. Finally she was in a blouse and in her petticoat, so when I was removing my shirt she broke free to the washroom as it was nearer at that time and tried to close the door on me, but she wasn’t strong enough.

I entered and closed the door behind me, and immediately pressed her body along the wall, and started passionately kiss her face and her boobs over her Blouse. I removed her petticoat and then her panty and unraveling her pussy which was thick like a forest which I loved to see and tease.

So I started to finger fuck her, while I trying to removed the blouse and then the bra, and then her sweet mangoes that I was so longing to taste came out. I guess she was new to sex, and she soon started to respond towards me, so I removed the towel that I tied and switched on the shower. I quickly kissed her and started sucking on her nipples.

She was moaning by this point. I licked my way down her body and drove my tongue into her hot pussy. She was swaying on her feet. I licked and sucked at her clit till she came hard and got my face all wet. I stood up and she immediately went to my crotch and lowered my zipper and took my cock in her mouth.

She sucked on me for a while. She stopped and put her leg up on the sink and told me to fuck her. I slid my cock into her and on the first thrust was balls-deep. She started to shake her head back and forth, grabbing he tits massaging them with her hands, moaning louder and louder I felt her warm juices flow all around my member.

All the action on my prick, made me shake and my balls ache, I came with some much power, filling her hole with my cream.

She fell forward slightly, and placed both hands against the mirror to steady her, but thrust back at with me silently demanding that I use her body for our mutual pleasure. As I fucked her from behind, my hand stole around to fondle her clit; she watched herself in the mirror as I rode her and, shortly, she experienced an intense orgasm and groaned out her pleasure while watching my cock thrust into her.

After the intense steaming 2 hour sex, she passed out, so I took her in my arms and gently placed her on the bed, and cover her beautiful body with a blanket but I wanted to suck her tits one last time so I laid down and placed her on top of me and slowly and gently sucked her mangoes and slept in that fashion that night.

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Hi all enjoy this lusty story. Susan’s pager beeped its distinct tone as she came out of a business meeting in Zurich, signaling that one of “her girls” had left a message on the hot line she set up in case they ever got in trouble, or needed help. Once back in the hotel she immediately made the call.

“Hi Susan, this is Kara. I’m all right,” the message on the machine back in California began. Smart Kara – to state that important fact first, so that Susan would not suffer unnecessary anxiety. Kara was a sweet 18-year-old who, along with another young girl, had been introduced to Sapphic sex during one of the multi-day lesbian trysts that Susan carried on in her secluded mansion (see “Susan’s Teen Lust Satisfied,” also on Literotica). She found the experience positive and enriching. Not to mention hot and sexually satisfying! She was regularly attending the life skills program that Susan underwrote for her “graduates.”

“Susan, I’m sorry to call this number for a non-emergency,” the message continued. “I just don’t know what else to do, and I’m so confused . . . I don’t know how you could help, but I need to talk to someone at least, and you’re the only person in the world I could say this to: Susan – I think I’m in love with my mother. Oh my God, I can’t believe I’m even saying those words. Susan, please contact me!”

“Well, this is certainly interesting,” Susan thought, relieved that nothing bad had happened to the girl. At least she didn’t think anything bad had happened. Was this bad? She honestly did not know. Well, there would be time to figure that out later. The first thing was to get word to Kara that the message had been received and that Susan would “be there for her” whatever happened. And secondly – to check out this mother. Susan actually knew less about Kara than most of the young girls she hosted in her lesbian trysts. For reasons she would not explain the girl had been extremely reticent with both herself and with Jinna, the proprietress of “Lez! Productions,” the adult film studio Susan had bankrolled, and through which she was introduced to young women seeking sexual excitement, and usually an escape from unsatisfactory life situations.

Which most of the time included rotten mothers who failed to provide their daughters with the emotional support a child deserves? So she was very suspicious, and concerned that some manipulating bitch was playing evil games with poor Kara’s psyche. She made two calls immediately. The first was to “Mrs. Higgins,” as Susan thought of her, the woman who ran the life skills training or “charm school” for Susan’s modern day Pygmalion’s. She asked the woman to get word to Kara right away that her message had been received, that help would be forthcoming, and that Susan would meet her Saturday after the day’s training sessions. Kara could tell her all about it over dinner. The second call was to Pamela, a private investigator she knew, a capable woman whose veneer of hard-boiled toughness covered a sympathetic soul. She gave instructions to run a background check on Kara’s mom, and to unobtrusively get some kind of read on the woman’s character. And with that Susan put the matter out of her mind until she was back in the country and meeting with Kara, which would be four days hence.

It was late Saturday afternoon, and Susan was waiting in her car outside “Mrs. Higgins’s” place when Kara came out. She caught the girl’s attention, and Kara came running over and got in.

“Susan! Thank you so much! It’s great to see you,” the girl effused.

“Thanks, sweetie – give me a hug,” the older woman responded. The two embraced warmly. “Do you like Chinese?” she asked. Kara did, and Susan drove to a comfortable and very good Chinese restaurant. They were seated, and chatted amiably while ordering and getting settled. The food came quickly, so Susan put off the main business until they had eaten, and were able to relax. She had received a preliminary report on Kara’s mom. The woman’s name was Joyce, and on the surface she did not appear to be a bad person. She was just 36 years old; having been the same age Kara was now when her only child was born. The pregnancy was accidental, the result of youthful lust gone wrong. Joyce married the boy, who had apparently been a sweet and amiable loser, not very bright, and totally incapable of supporting a family. He left before a year was out, drifted for a number of years, and actually committed suicide when Kara was just eight years old. The girl was an infant when he left, and had no memory of the man. Joyce never remarried. Joyce received some help from her family, but they were people of limited means, so she was almost entirely on her own. The woman had a strong work ethic but no skills, and struggled to keep body and soul together for herself and her daughter by working a series of low-pay jobs.

About five years earlier she managed to scrape up enough money to buy a small “starter home” – a dump, actually – with a subsidized no-down payment loan. At the moment, however, she was two payments behind on the mortgage, despite working one full-time and two part-time jobs, and was in danger of losing the home. It sounded as if Joyce was not a bad person, but the investigator had not had a chance yet to look beneath that surface. It was still possible that the woman was a drug abuser or alcoholic or subject to some other character flaw that held her down – and now put her daughter at severe emotional risk. Then there was the fact that just one week after her 18th birthday Kara had shown up at Lez! Productions looking for a chance to enter the adult film industry – not a good sign in it. Jinna sensed the girl’s inner sweetness and had sent her to Susan rather than allowing her to enter the potentially soul-destroying “industry.” Beyond that Jinna was unable to provide any details about Kara’s background. Therefore, Susan withheld judgment, but given Kara’s sweet nature, untainted by any apparent hardness or bitterness, she was inclined to think that the girl’s mom really might be alright.

“OK, Kara, let’s hear it,” Susan began. “You think you ‘might be in love with’ your mom. I don’t know what that means. Whatever it means, you know I will be there for you, sweetie, and you know I won’t pass judgment on you, either. So hopefully ‘the cavalry has arrived.’ But what does ‘I think I’m in love with my mom’ mean?”

Kara’s face turned red with embarrassment. She really was confused, and couldn’t believe that she had actually spoken those words out loud – but she did not regret them, or retract them, and she felt immensely reassured that Susan was there to listen, and maybe help.

“Susan, let me tell you about my mom,” Kara began. “I know she’s my mom, so I’m biased, but I have never met anyone nearly as good as she is. She works so hard, and tries so hard, and although she’s tired all the time she always has time for me, no matter what.” Kara recounted her family history, confirming many of the things Susan already knew, and filling in details.

“Susan, I never would have thought of this if it wasn’t for the time I spent with you, and the – things we did together, along with Stacy.”

Have lesbian sex together, that is. In a three day tryst in Susan’s secluded mansion, along with another young woman that Jinna had deemed unprepared for the realities of the adult film business, but who like Kara would probably have unwilling to take “no” for an answer, and gone instead to a less humane producer if not offered some “third way.”

A “third way” represented by the multi-millionaire Susan Smith, lesbian epicure, with her lust and love for the sweetness of very young women, and her ability to compensate the girls not only with good loving and hot sex, but with scholarships and other life-enhancing opportunities. Such as the “charm school.”

Kara continued. “I loved it, Susan. Really loved it. I don’t know if that means I’m a lesbian, or if I will also meet some boy someday and love that, too. But right now I don’t care about that. Because, having – had sex – with you and Stacy, made me look at women and other girls differently. And – that included my mom. I know that is wrong. So wrong.

“But I don’t care about that, either. My mom is beautiful, and good, and she deserves good things, and – thanks to you I know how to give her a good thing, Susan. And I want to . . .”

Kara trailed off, and for a moment Susan was speechless. “i’ve created a monster,” she thought, and yet – she could find no flaw with what the girl had said. Other than the fact that she wanted to break what was perhaps the most universal human taboo of all, that is, and wanted her, Susan Smith, to somehow help her do so. Susan cleared her throat, which had gone dry, and took a sip of green tea. She looked closely at Kara, and could sense nothing dark or “broken” in the girl, just sincerity, goodwill and, of course, confusion. Because although she said she “didn’t care,” it was clear that Kara also understood that she was mentioning the unmentionable. Finally Susan spoke.

“i’ll be honest, Kara – I’m confused too. I need to think about it, and check up on some things.” She wanted the rest of the investigator’s report, for one thing, so she could determine for sure that Kara was not the victim of some kind of mind control. “But whatever happens, one way or another I will help you, sweetie, you know that. I need to find out first what ‘help you’ means in this instance.” Susan reached across the table and took Kara’s hand in her own, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“Oh thank you, Susan – I knew you would help. And – I’m not sure either what ‘help’ means either, right now.” Susan was impressed at the maturity and level of introspection that this statement demonstrated, and that made her feel less uncomfortable. Clearly Kara was not a fluttering bubblehead in the grip of some shallow enthusiasm. Not that she had ever considered that likely, but still, having it confirmed was reassuring. There wasn’t much left to say, so Susan paid the bill and gave Kara a ride home. She was tied up with business for several days. However, by the time her friend Pamela the investigator called with the full report on Joyce she was able to focus on the issue. The report was, in essence, that Joyce was every bit the paragon she appeared and that Kara had made her out to be. She had lived an almost monkish life of work and sacrifice. The woman had no bad habits or character flaws, with the possible exception of being too proud to take full advantage of the network of social services available to someone in her position – including cash welfare payments. In fact, the subsidized home loan was the only example of Joyce ever coming close to taking any form of welfare.

There were personal reports as well, from neighbors and former employers who had been painfully forced to lay off Joyce, not for any fault in the woman, but only because they just did not have work for her at the moment. Each recognized that they had let go of a gem, and sought to rehire her when conditions allowed, but in almost every case Joyce had found new work, and was loyal to her current employer. And one more thing: The reason Kara had approached Jinna about entering the adult film business was because she wanted to help her mom. Susan knew first hand that Kara had a “sex-positive” personality, so it was not hard to imagine the girl considering this a likely possibility, without fully understanding the often seamy reality of the profession. Susan was delighted. Not that Joyce had had a hard life, but that the woman deserved better, and that she, richer-than-Croesus Susan Smith, had the means, opportunity and motive to turn it all around for Kara’s mother. Which she joyfully resolved to do. She still had no idea what to make of Kara’s being “in love with” her mom to the point of wanting to have sex with her, but that could be dealt with later. In the meantime Susan got busy planning a series of big surprises for the virtuous Joyce. You are aware that your daughter has acquired a benefactress, who has made it possible for Kara to participate in a life skills training program. You may not be aware that Kara is also eligible for a full college or vocational training scholarship from the same source.

“Kara’s benefactress has become aware that you yourself are a woman of high virtue who has struggled to raise a child in the face of very difficult challenges. And that notwithstanding those challenges you have nevertheless succeeded in raising, in the words of her benefactress, ‘a wonderful daughter who is bright, generous, devoted, and as full of virtue as her mother.’

“Therefore, Kara’s benefactress proposes to become your benefactress. The benefits will be in the form of financial assistance, job training, and the opportunity to participate in the ‘life skills’ training course your daughter is now engaged in. However, your benefactress suggests that you might not have much to learn in that respect, but indeed, may have much to teach. She has requested the proprietress of the ‘academy’ to discuss this with you at an appropriate time.

“In the short term, your benefactress requests that you give notice to your current employers, and prepare yourself and Kara to join her for a three week vacation in a tropical location six weeks hence, which will be in mid-May. This will give you an opportunity to tie up lose ends, and let Kara complete her final semester of high school.

“No other preparations will be necessary – your benefactress advises that you bring nothing, and a complete wardrobe will be provided upon your arrival. Further details will be forthcoming under separate cover.

“As a token of good faith from your benefactress, enclosed find a check for $25,000, this will allow you to make arrangements to be away for several weeks, etc. Further, you will find the note on your mortgage, which has been discharged as paid-in-full. Congratulations – you now own your home free and clear. Because this gift will be considered as ‘income’ by the IRS, an additional check will be forthcoming to discharge the tax liability.”

“Your benefactress predicts that you will reject this offer as charity. She assures you that it is not charity, but an honest trade, which she offers in exchange for the virtue that you have demonstrated, and the service that you have already provided to the world, and to herself. To wit, in the words of your benefactress, ‘raising the most lovely, generous and wonderful daughter in the world’.”

The very formal letter was from a law firm, and was on expensive letterhead stationary. It had arrived in the mail with a passel of bills, and Joyce opened it first expecting the worst she knew she was behind on the mortgage, and was terrified. The fist time she read the document though, the words did not make sense. It was as if they were written in a foreign language, foreign at least to all her previous life experience. She tried reading it a second time, and as the meaning penetrated her ears began to ring and her head spin – this can’t be happening! She found herself short of breath, and sat down hard on the dilapidated living room sofa. The third time through she grew angry that someone was playing cruel trick. But that didn’t make sense either – the help Kara was getting was real – no cruel trick. That check looked very real, too. It was a fancy bank check with the dollar figure embossed, not handwritten. And the mortgage note – that was definitely real – it was the original copy from five years ago, with her own signature in ink. Her next reaction was regret that of course she could not accept such a gift. But there was that paragraph about the “benefactress” predicting this and insisting it was “an honest trade.” Joyce had a feeling that she would have no choice about whether to accept or not.

When the letter’s full import finally sank in Joyce began to weep. Deeply and inconsolably. For her daughter’s sake she had dammed up all the pain and heartache the struggle to preserve their little family had caused, and now that dam broke, with nothing to hold back the flood. This is how Kara found her mother when she arrived home from school a few minutes later. The girl was terrified – she had never seen Joyce this way. Kara’s fear was all Joyce needed to get control of herself – the habit of protecting her daughter kicked in. She stopped crying, but could find no words to speak, and started to panic that Kara still had no idea of why she had been weeping. Finally she saw the letter on the couch, and without saying anything handed it to the girl. Kara read it. “Susan,” she whispered. Joyce looked up with a question in her eyes. “My ‘benefactress’ – it’s Susan. It’s real, mom. Every word. Susan is like a billionaire, and she has – um, reasons – to really want to help me. And now you too. Mom? I think we’re going to have a great vacation in six weeks.”

With that Kara also sat down hard on the couch beside her mother. They embraced, and wept together – Kara for pure joy, Joyce for happiness too, but this was mixed with that flood of pent-up pain, undimmed by this magnificent act of generosity. Joyce had tried to meet with Susan through “Mrs. Higgins,” but the woman had no contact information, or at least none that she would share. So she had no choice but to just “go with the flow,” which after all, was moving in a very favorable direction. Joyce definitely had that streak of pride and independence – but she wasn’t a fool, either. Neither was she a fool about the nature of the relationship between her daughter and this “mystery woman.” Joyce knew that Kara had a strong libido, and suspected something sexual was involved. But she could sense nothing dark or exploitative there. Indeed, Kara had been extremely happy and satisfied with life in general since that mysterious three-day disappearance not long after the girl’s 18th birthday. Kara had informed Joyce then that she would be away, and told her not to worry, but had given no other information. Do u liked the story??? Email me on [email protected] or [email protected].

Hello babes read this story!!! This will make u horny Amy bass was a sexy twenty-two year old woman who now found her-self living in a strange town and married to a twenty-eight- year old workaholic… Amy and her husband had moved to a new town a couple of month’s ago when her husband took on a new sales job with a new company. Her husband just left again for another week long business trip and the five-foot three, hundred and ten pound blond found her-self lonely and bored again, so she drove over to a small lake (she had found one day while out riding around) to lay out in the sun. Amy was stretched out on a blanket in the grassy area close to the parking lot when she notice two women drive up in a white truck. Billie, forty-one and Janet thirty-eight were both lesbian’s, and really enjoyed their job taking care of the maintenance at the small lake across the interstate from the main lake park. They also loved the scenery that comes with the job in the summer time too. When Billie turned in to the parking lot that Monday morning, Janet noticed Amy sunbathing on the grassy area by the parking lot. “wow”, shouted Janet as she hit Billie on the shoulder. Billie quickly looked over at Amy, who was lying on her stomach looking out over the parking lot. “damn what a body”, shouted Billie. “looks like lot of maintenance to be done over there today,” laughed Billie”.

Janet and Billie continue checking out the shapely little blond laying on the blanket as they pick up loose paper around the lot….” I got to get a closer look”, said Billie to Janet as she headed over to empty the trash can close to where Amy was laying.

“looks like it going to be a beautiful day” spoke Billie as she walked by Amy….

“I hope so”, answer Amy…. Amy figured the two women must like women by the way they continued staring at her. “it was obvious they are really checking me out,” Amy thought to herself.

“mmmmmmm!!! Think I will have a little fun and tease them a little ,” Amy giggled, as she laid stretched out on her stomach with her upper body arch just enough that her breast barely touched the blanket she was laying on as she sipped on the wine cooler she held in her hands. Amy reach around and untied the strings on her bikini top and let it fall loosely on the blanket exposing the sides of her breast to the two women working closely by… Amy really was enjoying this attention she was getting, sense there was very little attention at home anymore. Billie continues messing around close by where Amy laid… It was very obvious the older woman was still checking her out, so Amy slowly rolled over on her back letting the loose top expose more of her breast to the older woman close by. Janet looked over at her friend and quietly laughs to her-self. Janet had never seen Billie so torn up about anything in her life as she was about this sexy little blond.

“don’t get to much sun now,” spoke Billie, as she walked close by where Amy was laying.

“I want”, answered Amy as she watch the two ladies walk toward the small bathhouse and new they were talking about her… Amy watched the two women cleaning up around the bathhouse for a while and then told herself,” well I guess it’s time to make a trip to the bathhouse,” she giggled.

Tying her top, Amy got up and walked toward the bathhouse. The two wine cooler’s she had earlier, had really made her fuzzy headed as she fought to keep her balance while walking to the bathhouse. Janet said, “look what is headed this away”… “mmmmmmmm”, said Billie. Amy smiled at the two women as she walked by them and just couldn’t resist twisting her shapely little butt a little more than usual, as she walk up the sidewalk to the bathhouse, knowing they were watching her.

“wow this is really exciting,” laughed Amy quietly to herself. Amy was still in the bathhouse standing in front of the mirror fooling with her hair, when in walked Billie.

“is everything all right honey”, ask Billie? Amy turned and placed her hands on the corners of the sink and leaned back against it and faced the woman standing behind her.

“yes,” answer Amy. That last wine cooler really hit me.

“are you alright now sweetie”? Billie asks.

“yeah I think so,” replied Amy.

“there is suppose to be no alcohol on these grounds”, replied Billie.

“oh I ‘m sorry, I didn’t know,” answer Amy. Wow, I need to get out of here Amy thought to herself, as she felt the butterflies start swimming in her stomach. Billie walked closer to sexy little wife and place both hands on her shoulder’s and said, “don’t worry, we didn’t see a thing sweetie”, but you need to watch out for the park guard’s.

“ok”, replied Amy. Amy took a deep breath as she felt Billie hand’s moving lightly over her shoulders and down over her biceps. “you are so beautiful sweetie”, whispered Billie. “sorry for the way we kept staring at you, but you are so sexy and we don’t see someone like you that often on this side of the lake”, laugh Billie.

“its ok,” whisper Amy, “it feels good to have someone notice you now and then…”

Billie step closer to Amy and said, “how could anyone not notice you sweetie?”

“my husband doesn’t seem to anymore”, replied the sexy little blond. Amy couldn’t believe what she was saying, but she was really frustrated with her husband gone all the time.

“may I do something?” asked Billie? Amy in a tense voice answered, “well I, I guess…”

Billie quickly leaned over and placed a short kiss on Amy’s lips then step back and looked at the twenty-two year-old standing in front of her. Amy, with a fearful look on her face, finally broke the silence between them and said, “I guess better go work on my tan some more…”

“the tan you have now looks great”, spoke Billie, as the fingers of her right hand moved slowly through Amy’s short blond hair.

“I need to get little darker though,” mumbled Amy.

Billie took a firm grip on Amy’s biceps as she felt Amy start to pull away her and quickly placed her lips firmly against Amy’s again. Amy took a deep breath as she began to panic as Billie slowly move her head left to right, right to left, continuously, pressing her lips tighter to Amy’s. A soft moan eased from Amy’s lips as they slowly parted to accept Billie’s pursuing tongue. Amy continued to moan softly as Billie’s writhing tongue dance further into her warm mouth and made contact with her own tongue. Amy had always had a curiosity about sex with another woman, but she couldn’t believe she was kissing this stranger back, as she writhed her own tongue in between the warn lip’s this older woman. Amy place her hand’s up on the older woman’s shoulders and thought how much different this was from kissing a man. The softness of this woman lips and tongue was very stimulating. Billie’s softly placed her hand’s on each side of the younger woman’s body as they kiss and slowly let them wonder down to her small waist and over her lower back and down to her firm buttocks.

A quick gasp escaped from Amy’s lips, as Billie took both buttocks into her hands and pulled the sexy wife tighter to her pressing Amy’s breast into her own. Billie slowly pulled her lips from Amy’s and placed soft kisses on the blonde’s cheek, over to her ear lobe and then down over her smoothes neck.

“mom”, moan Amy, as she closed her eyes and leaned her head over to the side as Billie’s lightly brushed her lips up and down her soft neck.

“you are so beautiful,” Billie softly whispered in Amy’s ear as her right hand moved slowly up Amy’s side and under her bikini top, taking the sexy blonde’s left breast in the palm of her hand and squeeze it firmly. Amy gasps sharply and leaned against the older woman and panted as Billie’s soft hand push the bikini top up over her breast. Billie leaned over and took Amy’s exposed breast into her warm lips and began sucking on the nipple gently causing a soft cry to escape from the sexy little wife. Janet quickly walked in door and shouted someone is coming. Amy quickly pulled herself from Billie and pulled her bikini top over the exposed breast that Billie had worked free from her top.

“it’s that fat ass Shannon,” shouted Janet.

“damn it,” said Billie in a angry voice. “I wish she would find her a damn woman and stay the fuck away from here. That damn country ass dyke needs to stay on the fucking farm where she belongs!”

Amy turned and looked into the mirror and pretended to be fixing her hair, when in walked the other woman.

“hi y’all!” said Shannon as she walked pass Janet and Billie. “what’s up today”, she said to Billie and Janet as she looked over at the little blond facing the mirror.

“same old same old”, answered Janet.

Amy turned and walked toward the door and couldn’t help notice Shannon giving her the eye also as she walked by her with her top hanging so loose that it barely covered her breast. Amy was so turn on now by all this teasing and making out with Billie she didn’t even think about tying it any tighter as she walked out the door.

Billie followed Amy outside and said, “you don’t have to leave do you?”

Amy smiled and said, “I don’t know about this Shannon.”

Billie replied, “she’s cool, but just a pest sometimes. Just hang around kid o”, said Billie. “we got to get to work.”

“ok” replied Amy.

Amy knew she wasn’t going anywhere – she was horny before she got to the lake and now she was even hornier now. Amy loved playing this innocent and teasing little house wife role. This was the most fun she has had since she moved here. Amy stood with her hands on her hips outside the bathhouse and watched Billie and Janet drive off. Amy looked over shoulder and seen Shannon, who appear to be around thirty or so, staring at her from the door way.

“well,” thought Amy. “there is no one here but the two of us so what not tease her a little now…”

Amy turned and walks back into the bathhouse and gave Shannon a little smile as Shannon stepped back from the door to let her by. Amy walks over to one of the stalls and partly closes the door and pretended to being fixing her top. Amy giggled as she heard Shannon’s foot steps slowly pacing back and forth in front of stall where she stood. Then she caught Shannon looking through the partly closed stall where she was. Amy kind of felt sorry for Shannon for the way Billie and Janet called her name’s even though she was not too attractive, but she was just a big-boned woman so being a little over weight doesn’t look that bad on her, thought Amy. Amy moved around in the stall where Shannon could clearly see her through the partly close door. Then reach around and untied the top string on her bikini top and began fumbling with the bottom string on her top, as to be untying a knot in it as Shannon walked by again. Amy slowly ease the door open a little further and turned with her back to the opening of the door and untied the bottom string on her bikini top and took it off. She took a deep breath as she listened to Shannon’s foot’s step’s passing by as she stood there messing with the string on her top.

Shannon knew Amy didn’t leave the door open for no reason so she walked slowly up to the door and asked Amy, “are you having problem’s sweetie?”

“I had a knot in this string,” answered Amy, as she turned and faced the much bigger woman. The two women seem to be lost for words as they stood looking at each other. I must be crazy, Amy giggle to her-self as excitement run through her knowing this big woman wanted to touch her. Shannon couldn’t believe a woman of such beauty was standing right in front of her with nothing on but the bottom of her bikini. It has to be a dream she thought as she stared at the curvy little blond standing in front of her. Shannon knew Billie and Janet well, and knew something had to be going on with this little blond before she walked in. Shannon took a deep breath and slowly reached out with one hand and lightly place the back of it against Amy’s stomach and began moving it slowly up and down Amy’s flat tummies, then up over her left breast, then over to the right one, lightly brushing the erect nipple’s in front of her causing Amy to moan softly as she placed her top over the door and leaned back against the cool petition. Shannon eased her way into the stall and placed her hand’s on the little blonde’s waist as she leaned over and took Amy’s left breast into her mouth and began sucking on it gently.

“mom yes”, Amy sighed, as she placed both her hands on the back of Shannon’s head, pulling her tighter to her breast.

“mmmmmmmm,” the sexy wife cried out, as Shannon’s tried to suck all of Amy’s left breast into her mouth. Amy open her eye’s and dug her finger’s deeper into Shannon’s hair as she look down at Shannon ‘s unusually long tongue flickering her left nipple back and forth. Shannon’s slowly removed her lips form Amy’s breast and quickly press her lips to the eager lips that waited her above. Amy wrapped her arms tight around the bigger woman’s neck and open her lip’s wide as Shannon’s extremely long tongue move in between her warm lips. Shannon grip Amy’s small buttock’s with both hands as her press the smaller woman tight against the petition with her bigger body.

“mmmmmmm,” the little wife gasped as Shannon massaged her buttocks harder and harder while they kiss. Shannon was finding it harder and harder to control herself with this sexy woman writhing and panting in her arms. Never in her life had she ever touch a woman so beautiful and sexy and never in Amy’s life has she ever been so turned on and with a another woman at that. Amy reached down and pulled at the tank top that was tucked into the bigger woman’s shorts and pull it free. Shannon moved back from Amy just enough to pull off the tank top she was wearing and exposed her very large breast.

“oh yes’s”, Amy whimper as Shannon pressed her large breast firmly against her own pushing her back against the petition again. Amy had never felt helpless and powerless in her life as she stood pin tightly to the petition with this much bigger woman. Amy found her-self really turn on to Shannon’s roughness and aggression.

“you are so beautiful baby,” Shannon whisper as she place her lips to Amy’s again. Amy tighten her lips around Shannon’s long soft tongue and sucked on it as if it was a small cock as she felt Shannon’s hands sliding down the small of her back and into her bikini bottom. Shannon reached out and partly closed the stall door as she caught a glimpse of someone walking by. The lady strolled by slowly again and Shannon could it was a very tall slim woman, who appear to be in her around twenty or even younger. Shannon rises up slightly breaking off the kiss from her sexy little friend and ease her right leg in between Amy’s legs as she push her right breast to Amy’s soft lips. Amy cupped the large breast with both hand’s and took the large nipple between her lip’s and began sucking on it while biting it gently.

“ohm yessss”, Shannon moan as she grip Amy’s buttocks tighter and pulled her tightly against her right thigh. Amy began grinding her swollen cunt into Shannon’s thigh as she suck on the large nipple that was in her mouth. Amy moaned and whimpers as she ground her cunt faster and harder against the big thigh between her legs.

“yes baby suck it,” Shannon moan, as she looked down at the little blonde with her breast in her mouth.

“that’s it sweetie suck that nipple you little bitch,” cried Shannon.

Shannon removed her breast from the mouth of the little blond and quickly places her lips against the writhing little wife’s in front of her, causing both to moan as they kiss and caress each other. Shannon slowly began kissing her way down Amy’s trembling frame, biting one nipple then the other, and then running soft kisses down her stomach, till she was kneeling in front of Amy on her knees. Shannon tugged at the bikini bottom Amy was wearing and slowly eases it down over her shapely legs, as she kissed the front of Amy’s thighs softly. Amy eagerly stepped from the bikini as her hand’s rested on Shannon’s shoulders. Shannon placed her hands on the firm little buttocks of the sex hungry wife and slowly parted Amy’s sexy thigh’s with her head.

“pooch yes’s…yesss,” Amy cried as Shannon’s attack her swollen clit with such force with her writhing tongue. “eat me baby!”

Amy quickly raise her arm’s up over her head and gripped the top on the petition with her hands as she arch her pelvis forward to Shannon’s tongue that was dancing on her little clit. Shannon, with a buttock of the hot little wife in each hand, press Amy’s wet pussy tighter to her lips as her long writhing tongue ease into the wife’s burning little box, sending a loud cry from her sexy little friend. Shannon worked her tongue in deeper and deeper into the writhing cunt in front of her causing Amy to writhe and moan even more as Shannon’s swirl and flicker her tongue in the little blonde’s pussy.

“oh yesssssss!” Amy continued to cry as Shannon work hard to bring this sexy blond to the best orgasm she has ever had.

Shannon could hear foot steps pacing slowly outside the door as she twisted her head back and forth between the thighs of this beautiful little blond. Shannon look out the corner of her eye and seen the white sneakers stop at the door and knew the person was peeping in at her sexy lover who was clinging hard to the stall petition and writhing her hot little cunt to her face. “eat me”, screamed Amy as she pushes her burning little pussy tighter to Shannon’s face. Shannon notice the sexy little wife’s faces looking at the door several times as she looked up at her face while she flicker her tongue up and down her clit. Shannon reached over and pulled the door open further and was quickly to see it was the young woman she had notice earlier. The woman looked very surprised and embarrassed as she looks at Shannon and Amy. Shannon knew it was making her lover even hotter knowing this young woman was watching them. Shannon went back to work on the sexy little wife easing a finger into Amy’s cunt. Then another finger, then another sending a pleasurable cry from the writhing blond as Amy pushed her cunt further down on the Shannon’s large fingers in her pussy.

“yessssssssss that feel’s so good!” Amy screamed as Shannon moved her finger’s quickly in and out Amy’s wet little pussy, while she flicker her little clit up and down. The woman moved closer to the door and watched Amy’s grinding her pelvis into Shannon face. The woman look down at the bigger woman who was giving this sexy blonde the pleasure that only a woman knows how to give, and then look back at blonde’s lusting face. The young woman reaches for her on breast and moan softly as she stared into Amy’s eyes.

“mmmmmmmmm yess’, Amy whimper, as she arch her pelvis forward as Shannon push her finger’s deeper into her and twisted them around…Amy watch as the young woman removed the tee shirt she was wearing and reveal her on breast to them. Her breast was smaller than the two women in front of her but her long nipples were long and cute. The young butch woman lean over and took Amy’s right breast into her mouth sending a loud cry from the sexy little blond as she suck on the panting blonde’s nipple. The woman step further into the stall and ease the door shut as she removed the jeans she was wearing. The young butch began kissing and massaging the breast of the sexy blond beside her, who was humping this big woman’s face viciously. Shannon reached up and began to massage the bare buttocks of the young butch woman with her other hand as the woman suck on the writhing blonde’s nipples in front of her. Amy’s breath grew faster and heavier as she rocked her pussy back and forth on Shannon’s flicker tongue.

“ohhhh, ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, yesssss!” Amy cried, as her body began to shake and tremble. Hello does u like that. I will send more. Mail me on [email protected].

Hi ISS readers, this is Saroj Sharma again from Rajasthan. As I have promised I am here with next part of my story “My Suhagrat”. This was to be the concluding part of the story but due to its length, I will conclude this story in next part. This is a story of my Suhagrat with the intimate Muslim friend of my hubby according to his desire. I want to explain again that this story is totally a work of fiction and have no concern with reality of my personal life.

After first round of fucking, we sipped coffee by each other’s hand and during this course Salim kept kissing me on my lips, earlobes, cheeks, neck and bare parts below my neck up to my cleavage. After finishing coffee, Salim said “Saroj my darling Begum I want to feel deeply the tenderness of your beautiful body allover my body, so I am going to lye on the bed, fully naked, and you please lye over me covering me with your body from toe to head.” I said “ok my dear, should I put off my Garara- Jumfer and become naked”. Salim said “Nahi meri chhamak chhallo after putting off your bridal dress you will be converted to my Bhabhi Saroj and will no more remain my wife Saroj Begum.” Saying so, Salim lied on the bed on his back. I laid above him straight, in full bridal dress keeping my body parallel to his body. Now I was in close touch with his body from toe to head. My raised boobs were pressing his chest. “Hi my sweet begum Saroj how much tender and light your body is, I am feeling as if a bunch of flower is placed on my body, please now insert your tongue into my mouth I want to suck that”. I opened my mouth and placing my lips on Salim’s lip I slowly inserted my tongue in his mouth.

He started sucking my tender tongue and caressing my body up to where his hands were reaching, i.e. My back, my slim waste and my well rounded hips. Meanwhile he was also using to press me very tight on his body repeatedly. Soon his lund again started to come into life and after a short while got full erection. Now his lund was piercing on the lips of my choot over the soft fabric of Garara. I said to Salim, “mere sanam, I am doing some thing more to give you exclusive masti and pleasure in this pose” and saying so I lifted my hips and opened the knot of my Garara. I slipped down the Garara from my hips. Now my choot was opened and in this pose I adjusted my body over his body so that his well erected lund entered in my choot. Salim felt a great Masti and said to me, “meri chuddakr randi, meri saroj jaan, tu kitni mast cheez hai, mujh per to teri jawani ka nasha aisa chadh gya hai jaisa sharab se bhi nahi chadhega”. I said “mere lund khan, mere Khasam, I am your begum and it is my duty to satisfy you fully with my body.” We kept lying in this pose for about one hour with talking each other in erotic sexual language. “ “saroj meri jaan now I want to learn some good poses (aasans) of fucking a woman, as you are well experienced so please give me demonstration, but put off only your Garara and do not put off your Jumfer.” Salim said to me. “ok I start right now from this pose” I said. I raised upper part of my body and sat on his lund adjusting my both folded legs on his both sides.

For convenience I put my both hands on his stomach. In this course of action his lund inserted more deeply into my choot. I slipped my Garara more down for convenience and started up and down movement of my hips on his body. His long erected lund was now easily moving in and out into my choot. He became highly excited and said to me “saali bhosre wali kya garam choot hai teri mere pure lund ko leel rahi hai, hay meri jaan kya maza de rahi hai tu”. As in this pose control of fucking was in my hand so I tried different rhythms, some times quick and some times slow. My necklace was dangling on my well raised conical shaped chochies (tits). He became mad and held my both Choochies in his both hands and squeezed them above the fabric of my Jumfer. ‘Hay meri jaan kya ubhar hain tere, Sali Randi sachmuch tu badi mast cheez hai” he said. After some time I got up from his body for second pose. This time I stood before the mirror (which was specially fitted for this suhagraat) and placed my both hands on a stool. Thus now I was in leaning position just like a GHODI. My head was raised right up to the height of his lund. I said “mere raja, insert your lund in my mouth so that it may become an iron rod again and get lubrication from my saliva”.

He did so. I took his whole length of lund in my mouth and started licking that with my tongue. Soon his lund began throbbing due to my oral sex and seeing this sex provoking pose in the mirror. Now I pointed out him to remove his lund from my mouth. I said “dear Salim, my chodu raja come behind me and insert your rod from the back side into my choot as a horse fucks a mare (Ghodi) catch my waist with your hands and give a vigorous stroke. He placed his lund on the orifice of my wet choot and gave a mighty push holding my slim waist. His entire length of lund penetrated into my choot because his lund was well lubricated with my saliva. Now he started giving hardest possible strokes of his stony hard lund into my choot. Seeing our fucking image in the mirror Salim became highly excited and horny and gave so much vigorous strokes into my choot that I was moving onward with his every mighty push and a beautiful fucking sound was generating by impact of his thighs on my well built round hips. My long hanging Jhumke and Necklace were dangling. He fucked me in this pose for about 3 minutes without ejaculation and then withdrew his lund. Then I demonstrated variation of this back fucking pose on the bed in doggy style. I was on all my four on the bed and he was fucking me from back side.

Thus up to I hour I taught Salim various fucking poses and in the last for getting final orgasm I laid again on the bed on my back. I asked Salim to raise my folded knees towards the sides of my bust and by placing his arms below the joint on my knees catch my arms near my shoulders. Thus my choot was elevated upward and looking like a flower. He again aligned his lund with my choot and gave a mighty push. His throbbing lund again disappeared in to my choot. In this pose length of vaginal canal becomes a bit short and lund penetrates more deeply into choot. Thus this time, his lund was approaching up to my uterus, and I was feeling as if his lund was hurting my heart with his every vigorous stroke. I knew that now Salim is getting an unparalleled fantastic sexual pleasure because in this pose due to his every stroke, crown (Supada) of his lund was touching my uterus and this was a unique sexual experience for him. This is a bit stressful sex poses for me but with great chudai masti also. Soon we both felt the ecstasy and reached the climax. Salim was screaming, “hay meri jaan saroj, meri chuddakr randi meri chudvanti rakhail, bada naza aa raha hai, Sali chhamiya tu to badi katil cheez hai, kya chudwati hai, ohhhhh, main jharne wala hun meri jaan, abbbbb rukaaa nahi ja rahaaaaa.” I was also moaning with utmost sexual masti “hey mere chodu randibaaz, sale mere aaj raat ke khasam, kya mast chudai karta hai tu, kya krara loda hai tera, tera har dhakka meri choot cheer raha hai, laga jor ke dhakke, aaj fad dal meri choot ko ohhhhhhh, hayyyyyy main bhee jharne wali hun mere sanam” and after a short while I felt orgasm, the ecstasy of fucking. Salim was also on the climax and soon he also ejaculated in my choot. His lund was pulsating and discharging his hot semen into my choot in spurts. We undid the pose and he laid over me hugging me tight with heavy breathing. This time I was also taking heavy breaths I also hugged Salim keeping my arms on his back. We kept lying in this pose for about 5 minutes and after calm down Salim withdrew his lund from my choot.

I again rushed towards toilet to clean my choot as my choot was filled up with the huge load of his semen. I cleaned my choot very well with flowing water and wiped it off with a towel to make it dry. Then I came out and again wore my Garara and also arranged my dupatta on my head. Salim was highly satisfied with these chudai sessions and looking at me with lustful love. I sat on dressing table and retouched my makeup. When I stood I found that Salim was looking at me with interrogative eyes as if he was asking me what next. I sat on the sofa and asked Salim to lye keeping his head in my lap. He did so. I caught his hand and placed that on my tits he started seeing my enchanting beautiful face. I asked him “how much satisfaction you got with this chudai of Suhagrat.” He said “Saroj I can not express in words which pleasure you gave me this night, really Nandu (my hubby) is very lucky finding you as his life partner. Saroj you are a jewel and female like you are rare to find.

Moreover I am highly obliged to Nandu for providing you as my wife for this night. Dear Saroj I want a wife like you so please meet with my would be wife and approve her for me. I am also bound to Nandu for providing my wife for one night to him as he did for me. So please tell her every thing and ask her weather she will be ready for all this. Also guide well her for sex so that she may provide me sexual pleasure like you. I will be highly obliged to you, Saroj”. I said “ok I will do every thing for you because you are the best friend of my hubby and although only for one night you are using me as your wife.” Salim asked me “night is still remaining what is next” I told him “we both are tired now so let us take a sleep up to morning and in the morning I will provide you the very pleasing and unique experience of Anal Fucking.”

“OK, that’s nice I was also thinking of asking anal fuck with you. Saroj tell me how you are feeling in this Muslim bridal dress. Are you feeling inconvenience in this tight dress.” I said “No we ladies are well acquainted wearing tight outfits, so I will sleep in this gorgeous dress.” We lay on the double bed hugging each other and went in sound sleep. I will write its last and concluding part after getting your feedback. Please send me your comments. I will reply as usual to every email of my readers. For the sake of convenience I am giving my email address again [email protected] and [email protected]

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U can post your feedbacks in iss feedback forum. Enjoy the story. We’d been two years living in Calcutta when my life changed forever. My husband, peter, was a high-tech hired gun who’d been brought in by a powerful new Indian computer conglomerate to straighten out the problems that often came to companies that grew too fast. Pete had just finished up grad school at mit and his skills had started to come in great demand. The company was flying us out first class and had found us an incredibly luxurious home in a fashionable part of Calcutta and they’d already hired us a cook, a maid, and a yard man!

In Boston, I was supporting the two of us on my lowly boutique shop-girl’s salary while peter went through school and we could barely afford rent and food, forget about the “luxe” life. The idea of being a lady of leisure surrounded by an attentive staff was the stuff dreams were made of and I was packed and ready to go as soon as the offer was made. I promptly tossed all my heavy winter things and went out to purchase the new, summery dresses and high heeled sandals that flattered my very tall, willowy frame, making sure that they were sexy in a way one couldn’t possibly be in a staid city like Boston. I stopped by an extremely pricey French lingerie shop and spent some serious money on new ultra-hot spicy new bras and thong bikini panties in the hopes that the sultry Calcutta weather and our new financial freedom would put the heat back into our rather cool marriage.

My hopes were soon dashed after the first few days in Calcutta when it became apparent that all Pete’s energies would be devoted to making his career and that I would be left to fill my days with the sort of activities a wealthy “ex-pat” housewife would be expected to do. I soon developed the routine of gym in the morning, massage after my workout, lunch at one of the many clubs for ex-pat wives on Calcutta, followed by a nap after lunch. I would arise from my nap, consult with the staff about household management, then I usually had dinner alone while I waited for peter to return, tired and cranky from work. This, in turn, made me increasingly bored and cranky with the staff and soon enough, the cook and the maid were becoming nervous and apprehensive whenever I would spend the day at home.

The cook was an older Sikh woman who cooked delicious vegetarian meals, she was quiet and watchful and would nod a greeting as I entered and exited the home. She spoke very little, avoided me if she could, and left promptly at 7:00 each evening after the dinner was served, leaving the young Hindu maid to clean up. She was rough and abrasive with the young girl and I’d found her once or twice slapping her around for some supposed infraction. I tried to interfere but peter prevented me, saying it was none of my affair and that if both were performing well I was to say and do nothing. I did notice, though, that the older woman aimed most of her slaps at the girl’s breasts and ass and she was quite brutal. The girl, chitra, seemed to offer no resistance and in fact, often would smile in a softly mysterious way while she was being slapped around by the old Sikh bitch. I was, I confess, a little intrigued by the way chitra often seemed to provoke the older woman into beating her. She would back talk and sass the old bitch in her language, then stand there while the cook would administer those angry blows. Finally, after a couple of years, I could keep quiet no longer. The beatings were becoming more frequent and with increasing brutality. The old Sikh would be pinching and twisting chitra’s nipples under her sari while slapping her in her tender areas and chitra was actually starting to laugh during the punishment. I stormed into the kitchen and lambasted the old Sikh bitch that promptly left the house, angrily cursing and swearing.

I turned to the now crying young maid and asked her what was going on. Even though she was crying, she reassured me that I wasn’t to worry as “that old cow loves me. She will return, I guarantee it” and then she lamented that she would miss her if she didn’t return. I was by now utterly baffled and retreated to my suite with a glass of wine to wonder over what I had seen. Within a few minutes, the young chitra knocked on my door and asked if she could come in. As she stood before me with her eyes downcast, she proceeded to whisper softly that she had indeed been a very, very bad girl and that the cook had been right to beat her. She went on to say that the old woman had frequently caught chitra dressing and playing with herself in the mistress’s sexy lingerie and that in spite of it, she continued to wear them when ever she could. Chitra felt that she really did need to be punished for her trespass and wanted to make sure that I knew that I was the mistress and chitra the servant. I was shocked and kept silent, taking in the supplication of the beautiful young girl and wondering at the strange feeling I was getting. I realized with some degree of shock that I was starting to become a little bit wet and that in fact, I was dying to slap a little sense into that nubile young ass. In fact, I was starting to crave it. My shock continued as chitra slowly raised the hem of her sari, as she was turning her back to me, and proceeded to bend over and present her proud, firm, young ass to me.

“Miss”, she whispered, “it will help if you use that oil over there before you spank me”

Slowly, almost in shock, I poured the scented oil over her perfectly round cheeks making sure to get some into that stunning peach cleft, and I carefully placed her over my knees, her head down and her feet dangling. Her sari was up over her head and her little shirt was also pushed up over her breasts. She was moaning and squirming a little as I lifted my hand to give her ass a resounding smack! As hard as I could. As I slapped I could feel my own pussy flooding with moisture so I raised my hand again and proceeded to give that nubile little body the spanking of her life. As I spanked my own arousal was becoming too much for me to handle and I found myself moaning along with chitra as my hand pounded. Chitra’s hands had found her way to her own tits and she was twisting and pinching them as I spanked until I heard her keenly wailing while bucking her ass and hips, grinding them into my lap, spreading her legs and cheeks with her hands so I could slap her pussy and bum-hole. God, how I spanked and slapped that perfect little peach until it was a red as an apple and her bucking and thrusting crescendo into hysteria. She wailed one more time and pitched herself onto the carpet where her hands and fingers brought herself off as she rubbed her clit and finger-fucked her vagina. She soon spent herself and collapsed into a sweaty, wet heap on the carpet, thanking me profusely and kissing my feet.

The realization of what had happened in that last few minutes stunned and shocked me. I stared at the moist spot on my dress where the girl had lain and I watched in wonder and amazement as the girl softly started sucking and licking at my toes. She carefully, softly, gently nibbled and sucked on each little digit until she had worked her way through the feet and started up my leg. She was moaning to herself and almost humming as she licked and nibbled, moist, succulent, pink lips and tongue kissing my calves, knees, thighs, until she was sucking and licking the inside of my drenched, quivering thighs. With one hand, she unbuttoned my sheer summer dress, exposing my large tits with their huge pink aureoles and rock hard nipples, while, with the other, she pushed aside my thong panties, hiking my skirt over my hips. She left me looking wantonly and whorishly exposed as she leaned back a little, and gazed with devoted, doe-eyes at my naked pussy.

When she was satisfied with her work, she leaned into my exposed pussy and started kissing and licking, using her fingers to separate my lips and to force her finger into my wet, creamy vagina while she licked with increasing intensity my stiff, aching clit. I spread my legs as far as I could and started thrusting my cunt forward into her mouth as she sucked and licked, feverishly finger fucking my creamy hole. I was grinding my teeth, feeling like a powerful, goddess-whore while the maid focused every ounce of her being on my satisfaction. Within a very short time, I was screaming and bucking like an animal, thrusting my hips forward as I came, gushing, into her busy little mouth as she swallowed every ounce of it while moaning and fingering her own pussy. I lay back against the chair, panting and waiting for the orgasm to subside as I angrily pushed the slutty little servant girl away. I slapped her once across the face while she whispered, “thank you, mistress” as I looked up to see my husband, peter, entering the room, pulling his fly down mail me iss readers if u like the story or get your feedbacks.

Hi friends Nikunj here with my own real experience I had at Punjab village I went there for marriage one I was 18. Its was my friends weeding. Mostly many people from around India had come in. Out of which my friend arti and her 2 friends from U.K. had come.

Even though their house was a few hundred yards away, I saw them leave and begin walking to the river. There was a wooded area with a large stream running through it that the Baker girls liked to spend time at. There were three grills, all pretty and all very different from me. My cottage was a few doors down and even though I knew the girls, they all ran in different circles. I was a shy, brainy type who had very little experience with girls but he read a lot of books about sex. He was also interested in learning more.

The girls, Arti, Ashley and Kristen, were each separated by a year in age. They were all popular girls and had outgoing personalities. They were very pretty and had fantastic bodies that turned heads whenever they went out. Arti was the oldest and was in her second year of college. Being the oldest, she was their leader of sorts. She spent most of her spare time with her boyfriend, bharat. Arti had long brown hair that framed her soft smooth skin.

Ashley was in her first year of college and she was not a leader like arti in U.K. school. She just kind of went with whatever arti wanted to do. She was pretty easy going and very friendly. She had long dark hair, almost black which highlighted her fair skin even more. Her boyfriend was Billy and she seemed happy with him. Kristen was in the same grade as me and had just turned eighteen a few weeks ago. She was the quiet one but in some ways, she was the prettiest. She kept her long hair blondish brown and had a sweet looking face to go with a cute smile. She did not have a steady boyfriend but was beginning to allow her dates to “try” to get further with her. She wanted to learn more about sex as well. This was one of the rare days that they were all home together and they decided to go to the river to suntan and swim around for awhile. They put on their bikinis and grabbed a few blankets and headed out. I could not pass up a chance to see three of the prettiest girls he knew sun tanning. I thought that if he could sneak along the tree lined river, he would be able to see the pretty girls without getting caught. The area that the girls went to was hidden by some brush and bushes growing between the trees. It was Arti who thought they should get a little wild. She was always the wild one and the other two knew it would be futile to argue with her. She said she was going to take her top off and get an all over tan. Ashley and, a reluctant, Kristen followed suit. The girls got settled, put lotion on and then laid on their blankets.

I quietly snuck up along the river, being careful not to get too close. I tried to go slowly so he did not make any noise. I found a large tree that I could hide behind. I leaned around it and could see the girls shedding their tops. I almost gasped out loud when I saw their creamy white boobs bouncing free. My eyes bugged out as he went from one set of tits to another. I admired their nipples and noticed that they were all just a little different from each other. They all had full tits that hung gently on their chests. Kristen was a little smaller than her sisters but she had sweet looking pear shaped tits that really caught his eye. I had a t-shirt and shorts on and his dick was hard the moment he saw bare flesh. He could not believe his luck in seeing these dream girls laying topless. After a while, the girls got up and got into the water to cool off. I used this time as a chance to move one tree closer. As the girls jumped into the water, they were laughing and splashing around. I moved quickly to a big tree, closer to the action. Arti was just about to jump in when she heard a branch snap near the trees. She could not see anything but with her friends chasing and splashing each other, she figured she should take a look. She quickly walked behind their blankets and, from the corner of her eye, she saw a figure move between the trees.

I made it to the other tree and he leaned carefully out to see the girls. I saw Ashley and Kristen jumping around and chasing each other. I thought that Arti must have went under the water because he did not see her. I saw Ashley jumping up and down and her wet titties were bouncing with her. She looked gorgeous as I watched her. Kristen was lunging after her sister and her athletic body finally caught up to her and she jumped on her back. Arti quietly moved up behind me and thought that if she caught me by surprise, she would be able to pin me on the ground. As I watched her sisters, Arti jumped at him and her weight forced him down to the ground with a loud thump. I had the air knocked out of me briefly as the force of the blow knocked him over. Arti had grabbed his arms and pulled them behind mine back. As she sat on me, she yelled for her other girls to come and help her. Both girls climbed out of the water and ran to her.

“What the hell did you do?” Ashley shrieked. Both girls were shocked to see Arti sitting on top of a boy.

“I caught this pervert watching us. Quick, get me our bikini tops and bring them here.” Ashley ran the tops to her sister and watched as arti used them to tie his hands behind his back. Once she had his hands tied tightly, she rolled him over to face the three of them.

Kristen recognized him immediately and said, “Nikunj, what are you doing here?” I was still catching his breath and looked scared as the three girls stared at me.

“Come on, Perv, what is your story here?” Arti said angrily. I finally spoke, “I am so sorry, I could not help myself. You are all so beautiful that I just had to follow you.”

“I think you are a pervert and should be taught a lesson,” Arti yelled. “Spying on us for crying out loud. Girls, let’s teach him not to perv on us again.”

I was scared and ashamed that he was caught. He did not want this to get out to his parents or friends. He tried to talk his way out. “Arti, I am sorry. Please don’t tell anyone about this.”

“Listen, Perv, do what we say and we will keep this quiet. Don’t do what we say and I will go straight to your parents and mine. Not to mention the entire school will hear about this.”

I was scared to death now and was willing to do whatever she said. I hung his head low as he said, “Ok, I will do what you want.”

“Great, Perv, first you should be naked like we are.” With that, April reached out and grabbed his t-shirt and ripped it off his chest. Both Ashley and Kristen could not believe how bold Arti was being. They thought she was just going to scare him a little. Arti decided to have some fun with this kid. She was going to scare him but she thought that maybe she could get to see his naked body too. After all, the three girls were standing there with their bare tits sticking out. She could not help but notice that he had a bulge in his shorts. I was shocked when she ripped his shirt right off him. I was still scared and even though he could see three sets of fantastic tits right in front of him, his cock had deflated from its hard state. I thought that maybe she was done after she got his shirt off. My hands were tied tight behind him and he couldn’t free them up.

Next, Arti dropped to her knees and reached for his shorts. I instinctively began to back up and Arti had the other girls hold him still. She grabbed my shorts and pulled them to the ground. My cock swung out in front of her face, smacking her cheek.

“Damn, Perv, you got a nice big cock don’t you?” rti exclaimed. She looked it over and had to admit that it was a nice looking long cock. It was not even fully hard either and he was as big as my b/f. She wanted to appear mad at me so I would comply with her demands but she wasn’t all that upset when she saw my cock. Ashley gasped when arti revealed my cock. She was sexually active with Billy but I had him beat by a few inches as well. She felt her nipples harden as she began to get more excited. Kristen looked on astonished when she saw her first bare cock up close. She had petted with a few dates in a dark car but nothing like this. She was boiling with excitement by the whole situation but she kind of felt sorry for humiliating Brian like this. She knew arti would do what she wanted so she kept her mouth shut and just watched.

“Perv, I think poetic justice here would be all of us getting satisfied by you and you getting nothing from us,” Arti said. I and the other girls were a little confused by what she meant so she explained further.

“I think you should eat all of our pussies until your jaws hurt” she explained. “And in return, we will just tease you until your cock wants to fall off.”

Ashley was ready to play but Kristen was a little afraid, having never had that happens to her. Arti laid me down on his back, trapping my hands behind me. My cock swung helplessly in the air in this position but I could not move. Arti explained to the girls that each of them would straddle his head and get their pussy sucked until they came. The other two girls were to hold my legs down and tease my cock but not to let me cum.

I had read about oral sex and hoped I was ready for this. I was excited about getting to suck these girls but the circumstances could have been better. My hands were tied so all I could do was to use his lips and tongue. The girls all stood up and Arti told them to remove their bikini bottoms. I stared at the girls as their pussies came into view. My cock jumped and went stone hard at the sight. Ashley saw my cock harden and jump on my stomach. “I think he likes us,” she giggled. Kristen was still marveling at the sight of my cock. She thought it looked great and felt her pussy get wet with excitement. Arti stood over me with her back to the girls and sat down on my face. She wiggled her pretty little ass all over my face. Then she grabbed my hair and pulled my lips to her pussy.

“Suck and lick me Perv,” she gasped. She was very horny and wanted to get sucked off. “Make me cum with your tongue.”

I stuck my tongue out and began to lick her pussy. I had read up on this and knew that to make a girl cum, I had to suck on her clit. But I wanted to lick her all over first and took a little time exploring her pussy. Arti was wiggling all over my face and I tried to keep up with her. I knew he was doing well when he heard her let out a low moan. Ashley and Kristen had knelt down near my cock as Arti rode my face. As Kristen stared at my cock, Ashley wrapped her hand around it and held it up for her to see. The head of his cock was red and turning purple. Ashley pumped it a few times and she was impressed with the size of it. She reached for Kristen’s hand and allowed her to hold it. Kristen could not believe how soft it felt even though it was rock hard.

Ashley whispered, “Watch this,” and then she leaned over and licked the entire length of his cock. She stopped short of licking the head of my cock but she sucked briefly on the skin on the underside of my cock. Kristen could see juice come out of the end of his dick.

I felt what was going on with my cock but I was focused on giving arti the best sucking that he could give. I kept licking her pussy and sticking my tongue into her pussy, trying to fuck it. I used my lips to suck on her clit and she let out a short scream when I pulled on it. She was grinding her pussy hard into my face and I was sucking for he was worth. Arti was totally into it and was getting her pussy sucked better than it had ever been sucked before. She felt her orgasm coming on fast and when it hit her, she shook and ground her clit into my face. I licked her as she slowed down and lifted her pussy off my face. Arti was gasping for her breath and that made me feel good because I wanted to pleasure these girls. Arti laid down next to me as Ashley hurriedly climbed on to my face. I noticed that Ashley had really thin pussy hair and I could easily slip his tongue into her pussy. I began to lick Ashley and gave her a slow licking to start with. Kristen watched as Ashley rocked on my face. She was soaked in her pussy and was very excited. Arti rolled over to face Brian’s cock and saw Kristen looking at it. “Do you want to touch it or lick it?” she asked her younger sister.

“What is this juice that is running out of his dick?” Kristen asked.

“That’s called precum, it happens when a boy is very excited.”

Arti rubbed my balls for a minute and then slowly pumped my cock. She too admired the looks of my cock. Kristen reached over and slowly held his balls as her sister stroked the big cock.

“We don’t want to rub him too much, he will probably cum pretty fast,” arti said as she let go of my cock. Both girls were shook back to reality when they heard Ashley moan and then let out a scream. I was clamping his lips over her clit and sucking it hard. He used his tongue to run circles around it. Ashley was rubbing her clit across my mouth and she was getting pushed to her orgasm. She was humping her ass fast across his face and arti reached up and squeezed her ass while she rode me. Ashley was panting hard and gasping for air as her body began to tremble. She shook as her orgasm came up and her juices ran all over my tongue and lips. She too was spent and rolled off my face slowly.

“Ok, Kristen, your turn,” Arti said. She wanted to see her little sister get her pussy eaten. Kristen moved up and slowly straddled my head. I was pleased to see almost no hair on her pussy. I could see her entire slit and it looked so sweet.

Mine jaws were sore and I knew my cock was oozing juices but I had to finish these girls off. It was a turn on for mine and a dream come true. Kristen lowered her pussy to my face and I gently stuck my tongue out and tasted the sweetest pussy of all. I forgot mi sore jaws and began to savor Kristen’s pussy. I licked all over her pussy and sucked on her lips. She was very gentle to me and did not grind into my face like her sister’s did. I tasted mi sweet juices and lapped at her clit. Kristen about died when I licked her clit and she too was lost in pleasure. She was moaning as I licked her pussy. I tried to slide my tongue into her tight pussy and I kept licking her all over. Finally I concentrated on her clit and she could not hold out very long. With a scream that made her sister’s look around to see if anyone had heard them, she tensed up and came all over my face. She felt light headed as her body shook with wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure. Both Arti and Ashley knew from experience that I had sucked them extremely well but they did not want to tell me that. They were trying to teach me a lesson about spying on them. After they helped Kristen off of my face, they also untied my hands and let me stand up.

“Ok, Perv, one last thing before we let you go,” Arti said. I stood there with my face glistening with their juices and my cock sticking straight out all purplish red and throbbing.

“We want you to jerk off for us,” arti said. The other girls were shocked to hear her say that.

“Please, do I have to humiliate myself even more?” I complained.

“You should not have spied on us so, yes, you do have to jerk it for us,” Aarti replied.

“Come on, it looks like it won’t take long anyway.”

I looked at the naked girls in front of me and began to stroke my thick cock. The girls were delighted to see me jerk off in front of them. Kristen was the only one to feel sorry for mine though. Arti was right in that I would not last long. I closed my eyes and stroked myself faster. I could feel my cum racing through my dick and I began shooting long cum shots through the air. I pumped mine cock long and hard until I was empty. I opened his eyes to see the girls staring open mouthed at my cock. They had never seen a boy shoot cum like that before.

“Good job, Perv. We will probably keep this to ourselves. Now, get out of here,” arti yelled trying to act mad. The girls watched me get his clothes and walk out of the woods. Tell me girls and guys how my experience in woods on my email id was: [email protected] .any girl want me to cum in front of her in and around Mumbai can contact me too.

Hai readers, I am chinchu going to share my experience had with my chedathi (my wife’s elder sister at my native in Ernakulum. It was during august, I went to my native for a week leave. It was a short leave, so that I couldn’t take my wife with me as she was not having leave. I used to go to my relatives and neighbors whenever I go to my native. As usual I went to geetha chedathi’s house also, specifically my wife had asked to have a visit to go give some gift ornaments to her sister. My chedathi is around 38 years old, she is very sexy and in golden color. I took the gift items to chedathis house at 2.30 in the afternoon. Her husband is an employee in muscat, and they have no children. When I the house and knocked on the door, she came in front and was stunned to see me, because It was a surprise to her visiting there without any information. She asked for my wife and why she did not turn this time with me. I sat on the sofa and TV was running in the room. She asked me to have some tea and went to kitchen.

I was so moody on seeing her structure. She was wearing a yellow saree and blouse. Normally, she used to wear tightly, she walked on to kitchen shaking her assess. Within few minutes she called me to kitchen for helping her to take the cup and sawcer from the shelf. I entered into the kitchen and saw her standing on a stool and trying to take the cup sets. I went near and tried to get the cup set from her hand. Suddenly she lost her balance from the stool and slipped on me. I was careful to get the cups without broking and herself not falling down. She laid on me and her stomach part navel was pressing on my mouth and nose. She felt very moody, after a too long period she felt a feeling of opposite sex, I also got very hot on getting her on my both hands. She had a slight laugh on me and without any doubt, she asked me, “wants to try me”. I kept mum and was looking on her eyes.

She went to the main door and locked inside and went to the Bed room and I followed her. She stood nearby the bed and told, she enjoys sex on having banana on her hand into her pussy. I went near her and kissed her upper lips, by that time my penis started erected and got enlarged. I took on hear neck with both my hands and started kissing on her lips and eyes.

She wants me to suck on her pussy which she likes very much. She laid down on the bed and I took her saree and pavada upwards. She separated her two legs and showed her pussy with mild hairy with a line. I kneel down on the floor and put my face into her pussy. I sucked her pussy with my tongue and it got creamy within few minutes, by that time she removed her blouse and bra her boobs with brown nipple was so big and it was more than big of my one hand. I squeezed on her boobs with my hand and sucked on her pussy with my tongue. I made her happy for more than an hour, slowly I stood in front of her and removed my penis and removed my pant and shirt. She took my penis on her hand and started tasting it with great joy. She made my penis to 7 inch length and she was shocked on seeing. I took it and inserted into her pussy, before I made it open with my fingers it was like a jussy pot and my rod went into it very easily both of us started knocking each other for ten minutes and at last I made my creamy juice into her pussy and boobs and on her mouth forcly. She tasted and told and about this experience which she had not enjoyed even with her husband. For a week days leave we enjoyed thrice like this and she is much more sexier than my wife. Hope you enjoyed this with me in the bed.

This story is a classic. Reps if you like it. She was my close pal Venkat’s little sister. I considered her as my own sister till it happened on a pleasant summer evening. She was Bhavani. I had just returned that morning for my summer vacation to my hometown Chennai. My house is situated in the highly Brahmin neighborhood of Mylapore, thou I’m not a Brahmin. I took rest nearly the whole day; woke around 5 for a strong cup of coffee, which I haven’t had for months. I tried to contact my old buddies in town, but everyone was busy. Venkat (Bhavani’s brother) was in states doing’ MS. We use to email each other the every other day. Sometime he use to mail me bout his family as we where very close buddies. We both r big fans of Literotica stories

The evening reminded me of the old summer holidays. I checked my wallet for money. The condom I had in my wallet been still there, supposed to be used on the last day bash, but I wasn’t that lucky. I was a bit angry to see it. Anyway I hide in my wallet & went out for a walk along the heavily crowded Temple Street. The street looked strange with lots of crowed Browsing centers. One of the centers looked spacious with good A/C.A beautiful girl came out from the center in a light blue half-saree (southern dress with blouse, bottom & a dupatha-like saree). She looked at me & as she knew that I was looking at here she continued her walk. Then suddenly I heard her calling my in a friendly voice “Ravi Anna! Appovanthinga Anna!” in very friendly voice. I was surprised. I wasn’t sure who she was? She told me that she was Venkat’s sister. I wasn’t sure because Venkat had three sisters & few cousins. She then told me that she did receive an email from Venkat, and to every line she was adding ‘…Anna’ (brother).

We walked along the Temple Street, she commented about one of the forwards I mailed to Venkat, which he forwarded to his sister. I remembered the forward that was a very funny one, something about Clinton & his mischievous. Still I wasn’t sure if she is Venkat’s real sister or cousin and her name. I was tiring to calculate her age by looking at her parts, which was enjoyable. She looked young & gorgeous in that blue half-sari. She had all features of a Mylapore Brahmin girl, a lot like the traditional Ashwarya in ‘Jeans’ & a small nose stud. I wasn’t able to move my eyes of that diamond stud. I looked stupid next to here in a dress that I had in home (most of my stuffs were in hostel). She was busy blabbering about a Hindi movie that she watched that afternoon & proudly showed he the marudhani (henna) works in her hands, which I acknowledged. As she seamed to be crazy about Hindi movies, I told her she look lot like Ashwarya in Hum Dil… Whatever? She giggled and replied modestly that she was in half-saree for the first time. After sometime she asked again if she really was as beautiful as the Ash & followed by the ‘Anna’. I said that maybe something is missing & looked at her closely. She looked at me eagerly to know what was missing. I told her I don’t know. She insisted that I know and wanted a good reply. I bought small amount of fresh jasmine flowers and asked to try them on her hair. She did it with a sweet smile. She got very shy. Then I told her that she is a perfect to The Ash. She was very interested to hear my words.

Her house was nearby and she insisted that I should come with here to visit her mother. I use to visit there home when Venkat was there. The house looked renovated from outside. There was a small note near the door, she read and informed me that her mom has left for some function in the ‘Kabaleshwar Temple’ & the keys were in their usual hiding place. I tried to leave because aunty wasn’t there, but she insisted to have at least a coffee and that she is good in making coffee. We entered the new-look hall. I was a bit puzzled with the opportunity. I turn on the radio & settled on the old sofa. She came with the coffee. She has now tided her free end of the saree to her waste exposing her belly button above the horizon. She noticed me and looked with wide eyes. I replied sensibly ‘Ashwarya thaa.'(Yes only Ashwarya). She replied very shy fully standing next to the kitchen door ‘ponganaa!'(Enough!). As she smiled looking at the floor shy fully I finished my coffee and stood up to leave.

Then she insisted that I should see her new room. I followed behind her. The new jasmines smelled too good as I took a deep breath to take in the smell. As we entered the room she tried to on the light switch behind the door but hit my chest. In a reflex action I caught her arm across my chest in the mesmerizing smell of the fresh jasmines. She looked at me with surprise. I was looking directly into her eyes. She dint do not say a word nor did I. I landed my left arm on her bare smooth naval. Her body shakes a bit & she took a deep breath. As I moved my face near her to plant a kiss on her, she closed here eyes. Only at that moment I returned to my senses and moved both my hands off her. She remained still expecting a kiss on her eager lips. I don’t want to leave her wanting like that so I headed for a small kiss on her lips and moved off. She opened her eyes slowly to look at me. But that time I tried to leave to the room walking backward but ends up hitting my head on the horizontal bar on the door. She came to me to see if I was hurt. She tried to move her hand among my hair to feel the small swelling. Now she was back in my arms. I headed back to her lips. This time she replied the kiss. I felt the taste of her lipstick (bit artificial in those circumstances). I felt nearly satisfied with the kiss but wasn’t sure of the happenings & looked at her. She landed her head on my broad strong chest & was nearly hugging me. We stood there hugging each other in the unlit room, for a long time.

I tried to move my hands along her back. She was silent. I lifted her head and planted kisses on her closed eyelids, nose & cheeks. She was surprised by the sharpness of my unshaven beard & looked at me in a way I really wasn’t sure. I was to kiss in her pretty petal shape lower lips when she moved back. Now her saree’s pallo was off her shoulder, she had no idea of it, as she was showing her young cleavage. Now noting is going stop us; not even she can stop me anymore. She looked innocent with here head facing down near her well-dressed bed. I headed next to her and lifted her head and planted a wet kiss on her sweet lower lip. It did taste very sweet with lust. All this time her eyes were closed shut. Her arms were on my strong arms. I laid her in her bed. She was very shy as she closed her face with her mehadined palms. It was amazing to watch here in a white bed with here pallo on her waist and bottom up to her knee. All the gold jewelry shined on the light from the hall. The smell of the jasmine added to the excitement. The radio was playing random love songs.

I sat on the edge and placed my hand on her navel, she moaned lightly. I removed one of her hand from her face a planted a kiss on here closed right eyelid. She opened her eyes and slowly hugged me. She whispered in my ear very sweetly ‘Ravianna’; I dint bother bout the brother word, perhaps Brahmin wives call their husband ‘Anna’.

My right hand had now moved to her fresh boobs. They looked small but felt good. My fingers were playing all over her blouse. As I finished my small play I started opening the blouse hooks one by one. She had a tight fitting back bra inside. With little difficulty I unhooked her bra and in a flash her twins were mine. Her fresh pinks stood proudly in her heavy breathing. Even my breathing was accelerated on this site. The circus in my underwear was houseful. I unzipped and relax mine as I lead my tongue to he pink nipple. She shivered as my tongue touched her nip. When my unshaven sharp moustache hair pinched her soft boobs she hugged me tight; in a reflex her knee hit my organ. But I continued sucking her fresh pink tits. She was a bit terrified by the size she felt. I tried to make her comfortable sucking softly; she started responding with light moans. I took a phased and took off my t-shirt. As soon as she saw me what I was doing she closed her face as usual. I lifted her hands & placed them on my hairy strong chest. She smiled with shy & turned her face away from me. This gave me the right opportunity to suck her ear lobes, to make her more friendly & comfortable in the fun in her bed dude. She gave a kind of lazy smile as she turns back her face towards me and kissed me all over my face & ended with a passionate smooch. Your tongues played the game; we both were quite unsure of smooch activities but still enjoyed it with your eyes shut. By now my right fingers where on here belly button. Her umbilicus was small & tightly attached to her belly.

Now my fingers took a step below and found the tightly tied petticoat. I found the knot on the near end and untied it. Inside I could see a white panty with small pink flowers resembling the one it covers. Suddenly she held my hands & in soft words she told me ‘Vennanna’ (No brother). I tried to console her softly that I am there for her & so on. But now I had removed her small saree off. Her knees were placed tight together & bent. This makes her petticoat to show her shiny flawless thighs. I reach for thighs; they were very soft and lovely. Her legs looked bit yellowish as she used sandal paste & had lots of black dots like stars in a moon less sky. But I was not able to apart her legs. I remembered one of the Literotica stories in same circumstances. With the guide of the story I started my journey from her toes. It wasn’t a long journey, she moaned all the way. Now both her flawless thighs were in my shoulders like a garland & her panty was in front of my face. It had a wet spot near my nose. Slowly kissing over it, I removed her panty & I was mesmerized by what I saw.

In all its grace there she was with a crow of brownish tendrils & her wet labia oozing out. The clit wasn’t visible. It looked as if even she hasn’t disturbed it. I was pretty awesome fresh. My thambi (prick) was in his highest peak was struggling inside my underwear.

I planted kissed all over her bushes & the adjacent region and headed for the wet lips. As my lips touched her pussy lips electric waves were transmitted. Her legs crashed over my neck, pushing my face in to her flood plains. This was indeed too much for my thambi as he jerked in my undies itself, I was a virgin cant help it. My head was still locked between her thighs. She slowly loosened the grip & only then I came to know of the fact that my face was cover with her cum. We had your orgasm together that’s encouraging. I looked at her face she looked puzzled and was unsure of what exactly had happened. Tears ran down her face & she pleaded sorry. I comforted her that it was noting and kissed her in her cheeks.

In the dark I tried to clean my prick of my fluid. My underwear was wet but it wasn’t a big problem in the present situation. She had no idea of what I was doing. She told me again that she was very sorry. I kissed her soft in her cheeks to make her forget this sudden sad episode. She placed the burden on her net friend who mailed her a story from a site called Literotica. I looked calm & heavy thanking Literotica. She had just read a part of the story before we meet in the Temple Street. She was really turned on by the story. I again tried to charm her; she was then worried about pregnancy, AIDS etc. I asked her not to worry and told her I have a pack of condom & showed her the pack. Still she wasn’t OK. Unsure about what she is really up to in the bed. She was silent like the sky before a storm.

I have to do something to get her back. I started kissing & smooching. Now her legs were back together. I placed my hands on here thighs and tried to work my way kissing & licking to her pussy. She was silently moaning & didn’t say a word. I parted her legs kissed & tongued her pussy. The clit was now visible & her thighs were back on my shoulders. Still she was silent with fear but her lust was in peak as she gripped her thighs across my shoulder. I cramped for space. Some how I got my right hand to her pussy & started playing with her pussy lips while I was tonguing her clit. I entered my index finger in her narrow small vagina. It wasn’t an easy penetration; I felt her right hand on my shoulder holding tight relieving the pain with pleasure. But then my middle finger was also in; her hands grip on my shoulder tightened while I was passively tonguing her clit. As I moved my finger to & fro I accelerated my tonguing also. She started shouting loud in pleasure; I dint care bout her loudness as the neighbors’ television volumes helped as a sound proof for the room. I moved to her inner thighs, kissing them and looked for my condom. She looked very innocently on what I was up to.

I lower my @jeans & my underwear as my prick stood firm. She looked at my prick in terror. I wore the condom and headed for the promised pleasure. In fear she tried to move off but I insisted by holding her thighs & arms and kissed in her lips and I told her not to worry, and that I won’t hurt her. I rushed my prick in her but it won’t go in. I took my prick in hand & applied her cum over my prick. Then I headed slowly in the narrow passage with help of my hand. In a single small push I broke her hymen. She was in pain & started crying. But she did try to keep her voice low in fear of the neighbors. I felt blood in my hand. I can’t help the scene of blood in my hand with her sad cry so lifted my prick off from the blood pool & tried to wash away the blood of her cunt with my t-shirt.

She started to cry more in the scene of her blood pool. I hold her by my shoulders & told her it’s normal for the first time as I was loosening my erection in the bloody condom. I also told her about the houses nearby & asked her to stop think of the blood, as it was just a milestone of my destination of pleasure. I whipped of her face with the fresh end of my t-shirt & comforted her with kisses. I also cleaned my hands of blood. I took off the condom & placed it on the t-shirt and moved it to a corner. I looked at her; by now she had stopped crying & her pussy had stopped bleeding. She was silent as she lay on my shoulder expecting that the sex be over. But I was looking on ways to get my erection back, it dint take long. We exchanged few soft kisses, which helped my erection. I looked for the condoms & spread her legs apart. She told in fear ‘Vanaana’ (No). But I insisted her that this time there won’t be any pain or blood. I wore the condom & help her to spread her thighs. I guided my prick with the help of my hand into the now wide vagina. I entered my shaft slowly. She placed her arms thighs on my shoulders & closed her eyes shut. By now I was deep in. But her vagina was still tight. Then I slowly started the ride & accelerating when ever possible; even I was in light pain as it was also my first time. Her pink pussy lips & my dark brown shaft jammed like anything. She was both in pain & pleasure.

I felt my organ in its finest height. She was moaning as I rode her. It wasn’t long as I reach my peak. I accelerated my speed and ended her with hard strokes. She was moaning heavily. The acceleration led to your climax together. I felt my sperms gushing of my balls, to the penis & into the tightly sealed end of the condom in her vagina. Her cum was oozing of her vagina; I can feel the wetness on my scrotal sacs. I felt very satisfied and took care to move get back the condom intact on my penis. I took it out and placed it carefully on the t-shirt. She was tired and was heavily breathing. By now the jasmine was all over the bed. I took some of them as sprinkled them on her face as I kissed her in her forehead & told her that she was my first girl. She slowly opened her eyes & replied me with a soft kiss. Then she asked me softly, as she was worried about everything. I told her that there is noting to worry & I shall take care of everything. I was really satisfied with my first fuck.

She then switched on one of the small lights near the bed. That was the first time I saw her naked in bright light. She noticed it and lowered her petticoat shy fully. Then she pulled a bed sheet over her to cover her naked body with a wicked smile as small girls do. I saw a photo of on her table. It was my friend Venkat with his there sisters. I identified the girl next to me as the one of them & tried to remember her name as Meenu. I called her Meenu looking at the photo; she told me that sisters Meenatshi and Laskshmi have gone to perform Bharathnatyam with there dance-school in Chidambaram. So I was wrong, only then I came to know that the girl in bed with me was the youngest & Bhavani is her name. She was still telling me bout the festival in Chidambaram & that she too young to perform with her elder sisters. I asked her how old she was & she replied that her birthday was next month and she would be 19. Oh no! She is only an 18 years old girl. I was nearly 24. I felt really bad on what I have done to this very young girl. I felt guilty.

She was kissing me again. Then I thought the wrong I have done. I looked for my t-shirt, which had blood & the used condoms. I looked around saw a small t-shirt of her, wore it took my t-shirt & zipped my pants to leave. She asked me weather I was leaving. I turned back nervously and kissed her. Before she opened her eyes I had left here house. On the way home I dumped my t-shirt in the garbage. Only when I saw the condoms I remember the rest of the condoms I left beside her bed. Kindly give all your responses through e-mail at [email protected]. Personal email id should be a secret relationship, nobody other than you and me will know about this. Aunties in Chennai mail to me for secret relationship.

Hello all iss readers. This is a real story which contains sexual features in it and therefore I kindly request that I will not be responsible for any miss happening. If u likes the story u can mail me on [email protected] or [email protected]. Late at night when I wasn’t doing anything, I would fantasize about them. Sometimes it would get so bad, I’d get incredibly wet. I needed to be relieved, some how… Oh yeah, I know you’ll say go get some guy, but being a geek, they’re still hard for me to come by. I tried to get a vibrator, but it went dead, I tried a second that too went dead…. I asked about them and found, they all go dead after awhile. I guess they’re made to. So, instead of buying another one… Embarrassingly, I found I needed something that was strong enough and fast enough to get me off, that wouldn’t be too expensive. It was then that I was in the store one day, and glanced at an electric toothbrush.

I examined the toothbrush and knew it was pretty fast to brush teeth, played with it in the store turning it on and off. I had no idea how delicate certain parts of a woman’s body could be, but if it didn’t work, I could always sanitize it and use it to remove skin from my feet. So, I took it home that night and tested it. All I can say is… Wow! I stripped down until all that covered my body was the cool sheets on my bed. It was late June, and I don’t know if I’m the only one, but I get really…. Sexually frustrated in the summer. Guess it’s the dry heat… Sigh. To go on, I spread my legs open and closed my eyes. I’d been playing with my nipples until I could no longer stand it and felt my pussy flowing freely. Then I turned on the toothbrush and slowly stuck it between my lower lips. I pressed softly and if felt interesting, like a buzz, but it wasn’t painful, so I moved it around and gyrated my hips.

Soon I could feel myself building up, I pressed a little harder, ohhhh! It felt so good; I came so quickly I screamed, with PLEASURE! I not only lubed heavily, but I ejaculated! Spraying hot liquids all over! I was completely wet and breathless as I got over the shock of how great it felt! I had two, three very long orgasms! I decided to finish the jobs with one of the vibrators turned dildos that I still had…. Vivid pictures of all the guys I had racked up in my head lusting after them. I moaned almost uncontrollably, until finally, I was relieved. This started an almost daily (and nightly) ritual with me and the toothbrush. It was so good, I even named it after one of the guys I lusted after… Suede.

Suede was the first guy that I was interested in, to ever take notice of me so… I thought it only natural. He was always asking what turned me on. If he only knew! That evening, I sat back and thought about him for a while. That kinky persona of his, that fact that he was secretly a movie geek, too. Not to mention his broad shoulders, those sensual eyes that I could never bring myself to fully look at, and that… Thick mound of cotton candy on his chest! I have a hair fetish, and when he found out, he showed me just how much he had on his chest! I almost drooled in front of him, and it made him laugh. Now I was totally aroused, imagining that tonight was the night he’d show me just how far that hair went down.

As I imagined that, I felt myself growing very moist again. When I first learned to masturbate, I would use my thumb and index finger to see if I was very ready. I’d reach down there, come up with the lube on my fingers, press them together, and then slowly pull them apart. The longer it went without breaking the more turned on I was. Oh, I know someone else does this, if not then I guess I’m a pervert…(giggle) . As my fingers massaged my clit, I saw the tall dark silhouette of Suede approaching me. I felt my fingers moving, as I lay back, massaging myself. I felt him nuzzle my ear… His hands embracing my shoulders, squeezing them, and then running down my sides. He continued embracing my thighs next… Ohhh! I began to shake. To me, it was like a brief body hug. I continued to shake as I caressed myself down there. Mmmmm… Warm, moist. I stuck my fingers into my now wet hole. Pulling them out, and then slowly drawing them apart, I smiled and hurried to my bedroom and my toothbrush. It was time…

As usual, I finished with my dildos and I was completely satisfied for the night! Ahhhh! But… Like all addictions, they have their… Drawbacks. I had gone too hard tonight, I wanted Suede too much, whatever the reason, I was now too numb to go another day. It happens with the toothbrush sometimes, it feels so good, the adrenaline rush, the pleasure, and the guys in my head… I had to have more! Too late, I’m numb. When you’re numb, your “happy hole” has to rest for a day. Who wants rest? I wanted them, I will want one of them tomorrow night, but I can’t because I’m numb. So, what do I do? The only thing I can do. There are nine orifices on your body. Nine holes… What’s the next best thing? Corn hole!

Most women don’t like going back there. I used to be one of them when I was younger. I’d said nothing should be back there. I was wrong. Again summers and hot weather got me a little more frustrated, and that’s when I found out how good it was… Doing it I. Ohhh… Don’t look at me that way. I was horny…and it was an accidental entry while I was showering. Now, I knew I loved it! Later, I met a man that new juuuust what it took back there!

Tonight, my juices were flowing heavily, and I needed relief. It was then that I thought of Chris. He would relieve my asshole as he had many a night. As took my warmed stiff dildo, I imagined Chris bending to kiss my ass cheeks as he’d promised to the last time I saw him. My pussy began to drip as I felt Chris kiss my cheeks, stroke and spank them with his stiff cock, and begin to penetrate my now moist asshole. My come had run back into it… And now Chris was teasing me. He stroked his cock against my ass waiting until I begged him to fuck me, now! Then slowly he inserted himself. My eyes closed as I felt his arms embrace me, his body pressed against mine, his cock slowly thrusting into me. I could barely scream… It felt so good! Every few minutes I felt him kiss my neck and shoulders, nibble my ear. His pace quickened until I was in tears, it was so good! He rammed me until I came screaming! My eyes closed and my thighs shaking. As I felt him come inside, my eyes opened to find– a soaked dildo in my ass, toothbrush in hand… And photos of Chris on my pillow sigh. Relief.

Hello all ISS readers. This is a real story which contains sexual features in it and therefore I kindly request that I will not be responsible for any miss happening. If u likes the story u can mail me on [email protected] or [email protected]. Work was slow. After the umpteenth lap of the mall I decided to go hide. I grabbed my novel and a coffee, told dispatch that I’d be checking electrical rooms, and headed to the roof. Luckily, it was Saturday so there wouldn’t be any HVAC guys around, I thought. There were one or two that I wouldn’t mind finding, but no one paid contractors overtime to fix a/c units on a 70* day. I resigned myself to solitude and sat down to read.

The novel was interesting enough, a story about an Englishman in WWI and his French amore. I flipped page after page, enjoying the sunshine, when all of a sudden the story got steamier than I expected. It was a simple paragraph about two people doing it against a wall; pretty straight forward, but it got me thinking. I put my book down, leaned back, closed my eyes, and lost myself in a fantasy. Usually I can enjoy a five-minute fantasy and go cheerfully on my way, but today was different. The more I let my thoughts wander, the hotter and hotter I got. Finally, I knew I couldn’t go back inside without taking care of myself. I took a quick peek around to assure myself I enjoyed adequate privacy, and unhooked my belt. I slid my finger down to my clit and slowly between my lips. I was so turned on that my panties were thoroughly soaked and I knew I couldn’t wear them back inside. I took another quick peek around the roof and pulled off my pants.

Before I slid my panties off, I had an idea. I took my handcuff case off my belt and started to rub myself through my panties with it. The sun nicely warmed the leather case, and I imagined that it was someone’s finger teasing me through the thin cotton. I pushed the edge of it hard against me and could feel how it pushed my panties between my soaking lips and against my by now electrified clit. The orgasm was building and I decided to let it happen rather than teasing myself. I was just starting to rock my hips when the sun went out. My eyes snapped open to see a man standing in front of me.

“Quite a little show you’ve been putting on for me,” he said. “Hope I stopped you in time.”

I was so shocked I had lost my voice. I could only look up at him, my mouth forming silent words.

“Cat got your tongue? Tell me – did you come or not?” I managed to squeak out a noise that could be construed as “No”.

“Good. Now here’s the story – I didn’t see anything up here as long as you do me a favor.” I had a feeling I knew what the favor would entail, but still could only nod mutely. “I’m going to sit down right over here,” he continued, “and you’re going to do exactly what I tell you to do.” He sat down just out of arm’s reach and rested his hand on the bulge in his pants. “First, you’re going to take them panties off.”

He held my gaze as I slowly pulled my underwear off. “Toss ’em over here” he directed. I threw them over and he caught them. He unzipped his jeans, pulled out his cock, and began to rub my panties all over it. “Now, let’s see. You got a flashlight on you?” I nodded, wishing I hadn’t decided to carry a 15″ Maglite this particular day. “Take out that flashlight, and show me how you suck cock.” Watching him rub his cock with my panties had gotten me into the game at this point, so I pulled out the flashlight and began to lick the tip of it.

“That’s it,” he encouraged me, “Rub your lips all over it. Now use your tongue – let me see what a good little cock-sucker you are.” Still holding his gaze, I began to lick the long black handle up and down using the tip of my tongue. Watching him watch me was making my pussy drip, so I slid my free hand down there. I had barely touched my slit when he told me to stop.

“Now that you’ve got that flashlight all wet, why don’t you just shove it up that wet little gash of yours?” he suggested. “Nice and slow, too. I want to see your lips all wrapped around it as you push it in.” He moved closed to me so his knees were almost touching mine. “Do it – fuck you for me. Do it NOW!”

His eyes fixed on my wet hole and I didn’t see him blink once as I slowly worked the handle up my pussy. When I had as much in as I could take, I started to slowly fuck myself with it. “That’s really nice,” he commented without looking away, “but why don’t you do it harder?” I started to fuck myself harder and harder, watching his eyes follow the handle in and out of me. He began to stroke his entire shaft for me, matching my thrusts with the flashlight. “You like fucking yourself for me, don’t you?” he asked. “I know you’re wishing it was me in there, fucking that wet slit of yours.” I pulled the flashlight out and moved closer to the hard cock, which was so tantalizingly out of reach. In one sudden motion, I was pushed onto my back and his cock was inside of me. He put his hands under my ass to push himself all the way in and as he did, I came so hard I screamed.

As I came back to reality, I opened my eyes to see him kneeling in front of me. “Now it’s my turn, doll. You ready to suck the cum right out of my balls?” I nodded and started to crawl towards him but he stopped me with a wave of his hand. “Lay on your back again,” he directed. I rolled onto my back and to my puzzlement he picked up the flashlight. “You’ll want this in a minute” he laughed. Instead of kneeling over my chest facing me, he knelt over my face. He lowered himself just far enough that his balls tickled up against my lips. “Here’s the drill – you’re going to use one hand to fuck yourself with that flashlight, the other hand to play with your tits, and you’re going to take my load in your mouth. Got it?” My answer was to lightly draw my tongue back and forth across his balls.

I was so turned on I couldn’t concentrate on any sensation for more than a second at a time. My nipples were so sensitive that every time I pinched them I could feel an answering tingle in my pussy. As I worked the flashlight up my soaked cunt he pushed his cock between my lips and started to slowly fuck my mouth. As I would push in with the flashlight, he would push into my mouth and the feeling of having both filled at the same time was mind blowing. As soon as I felt the first hot salty burst of cum in my mouth I came too, grinding as hard as I could against the metal shaft inside of me.

My new friend reached behind him and grabbed my panties. “Least I can do is clean you up!” he told me, and gently rubbed my pussy dry. He stood over me, as I lay there half naked and panting. “Have a nice afternoon, babe,” he said as he pushed my panties into his pocket and headed for the roof hatch.