It’s tough you know. I mean life in general. There are good things yes but the bad things tend to stand out. I was born in a upper middle class family that hit the jackpot and made it big. Stocks if you’re wondering how. We bought a lot of houses, good investments and bob’s your uncle. Dad and mum were good. But mostly non existent in my life. I had no siblings. Grew up in hostels. Boys boarding schools for those who wonder. I wasn’t a popular lad either. Not even socially acceptable. I was a nerd, movie buff, comic book fan, genius.
So I was socially untouchable. But after 18 years of school and 4 years of college it finally happened. I could come home again. My parents weren’t big fans of it. They immediately planned my marriage. That was fine by me. The girl was smart,sophisticated, beautiful and had a great rack. But on my wedding day she came out of the closet. She was a lesbo. So yep…wedding called off. See I thought it was me…I’m about 6, mild mannered, definitely not athletic with a small belly.
Though I knew it wasn’t my fault I blamed myself anyway. I don’t drink or smoke or do anything that remotely harms my health so there was no way to blunt the pain. Moreover my parents had lost face. I was socially unacceptable for atleast 3 years from now and hence a liability. Though I wanted a job at our firm they didn’t want me in chennai with them. I was sent to ooty. Avalanche to be precise to oversee our plantations there. For 3 years. Yep. Exile. For no fault of mine. I had dreams of making it big.
Now I have a dead-end job in the prime of my life. And more importantly I’m still Virgin. The steam train is almost at ooty. I had dreams of what I’d do to every part of a woman’s body in my first time. Meticulously planned out every detail. I’d written poems in my head…sheesh. I’m here. The. Name is vignesh by the way. She would be a delicacy full of lust who wanted to feed me her body.
She’d intricately feed me every inch of her body. I’d be the hungry innocent traveller. I’d have to wait 3 years before I get my hands in some decent tits. Why not do it here? Have you seen the women here??? I have a thunderbird 500 cc waiting for me at the station. All my luggage is already there. I start the engine which revs up majestically. I guess I’d be doing most of my riding only with this bike. Hhhh. I know the route to the estate. I’ve got it from GPS. The estate is 75 acres of coffee and elaichi.
The first manager was a north indian called geetha. 5p now who semi retired a while back. She’s on a pilgrimage. Currently the estate’s being managed by her first daughter Swetha 27. I never did get the name of the father. I think he died long back. Doesn’t matter. Things could’ve been worse. Ooty is beautiful. I am lucky to be here. I didn’t want to. But things could have been a lot worse. I reach the estate in quick time. The quarters allocated for me is newly built. It’s a two storey building with contemporary style and modern amenities. I have modular kitchens, a jacuzzi, a bathtub, a shower massage system.
Latest music system, my computer (and my porn stash, which I’ll be using a lot I guess ) it’s mostly glass exterior gives me an advantage of viewing everything outside from inside but no one can see anything inside. Right next to it is Swetha’s accommodations. A housing board style apartment. These two buildings are close together, facing the forest. Don’t worry we don’t get animal trouble. A stones throw away is the worker’s accommodation. Then acres and acres of plantations. Did I mention this is a women only farm?
A feminist thing started by my folks. Only the security are male and they only go rounds on the periphery. I enter my Italian marble floored villa. The luggage is here. I’ll unpack it later. First I set up my techie stuff. WiFi check. Laptop check. Music system check. Configure the bathroom accessories like jacuzzi and shower massager check. Check comfort of the bed. Check out the view(whoa)Set up the ups check. My lunch gets served. Veg fare. Yawn. I gulp it up and enquire about Swetha. The maid said she’ll be back by 3-4. It’s 1 pm now. I think a lot of those maid sex stories are phony. The maid who served me was ugly!!! Isn’t this the place where the protagonist gets a slutty older maid who’s horny as hell? God!
I open my laptop and check the records of this place. I have my own algorithm for it. Wrote the codes myself. It just takes a minute to find out the discrepancies. I’ll take a small bathroom break. Be right back. As I pee I look pitifully at my penis. When will you ever get action ? Time to see if geetha and Swetha have been good. Oh my. Oh my. Oh my. Someone’s been very naughty. There’s been a systematic misappropriation of funds. Always less than 10% so that no one will notice. But that itself runs into lakhs…atleast a crore and a half over last 7 years alone. My my my. Swetha has been very naughty. I decide to call my folks to score brownie points. But it might be better to talk to her first. Ding! !!! My calling bell rings. I get up from bed and put some pants on. Bedroom and bath on the first floor. Hall kitchen on the ground. I run to open the door.
S: hello! You must be vignesh. I’m Swetha.
OMG. I’m not gonna take long to describe what I’m seeing. Sunny Leone with bigger tits. A face that belongs to angels. A complexion between milky white and wheatish . A smile of a 1000 watts. The must lustfull eyes and slightly chubby cheeks which you just wanted to kiss forever. Luscious pink lips which looked sweet and juicy even without lipstick. A slender long neck…I just wanted to run my tongue all over it. Her chest….oh my God. ..36dd minimum. Minimum. They were proud and taut and upright. I wanted to bury my face in it and never come back.
I wanted to kiss,lick, bite and squeeze them all at once. A slender waist with just enough fat and curves, the small curves in her navel were mesmerising. I wanted to pinch them soooooooo bad. I understand the whole navel fetish thing now. Indian cinema had a point. Navels like hers were meant to be played with and made love to. They were art. Thunder thighs and from what I’m guessing a big bubble butt. She was wearing a Jean a top. I didn’t know where I got the self control from . probably because I was too scared to do something.
V: hi come on in.
S: hope everything is fine….how do you like the place?
V: beautiful. It’s a hidden treasure.
S: kandippa. (Definitely )
V: you speak tamil?
S: nalla! (Fluently )
She gave me a smile that resulted in a boner. I had to use every ounce of self control to see her eyes. I was doing ok. But she must have noticed my boner because she giggled a little. I was just wearing a track suit, it was showing quite a bit. 7 inches and all you know.
V: oru nimisham en office kku vangalen. A small matter. Konjam perusu actually. (Step into my office for a bit.)
I was nervous. I was fluttering. Sexual energy peaking. She smiled and followed me to her office. I drew up a chair for her. Her butt touched my hand. Bubble butt but a big one with firm soft flesh. What wouldn’t I give to bite and spank and squeeze that. Hmm…I managed to subside my boner and went to business.
V: I went over the records…
I explained my findings. Seeing her gave me a boner so I just focused on the numbers. She was calm and cool.
V: I haven’t told anyone this .I thought you’d deserve an explanation.
I was serious now. The businessman in me took over from the sex depraved man.
S: HMMM. …fast. you’re very fast. I didn’t expect you to find out till a week after.
She said coolly, pouting, looking sharply into my eyes. It’s almost as if she knew it’d happen.
V: so you confess …
I asked weakly. I didn’t know where this was going or how I should take it . should I forgive her and keep her around so I could see those big beautiful melons and sweet navel and bubble butt everyday? Money was not the issue.
S: kandippa. Aana. . I’ll pay it back. (Definitely )
She seemed very confident and honest even.
V: but you don’t have it all as cash…you can’t do that without cashing in you’re assets which will take a long time
S: I didn’t mean a monetary payment vignesh. I have other assets I can use. That you can use. There are other ways a girl can pay…
Lust . Her voice was full of it. The boner was back. I didn’t expect it at all. I don’t think she was faking for the money. She might really want this as bad as I do. Oh my goodness. ..
V: I don’t understand. ..I. ..
Course I understood it. I just couldn’t believe my luck. The woman of my dreams offering herself to me in a platter.
S: shh…
She got to up and walked to me and put her legs around me and sat on my lap. Tits in my face. Butt against my cock and hips in my reach. I struggled to keep my hands off her navel. She was like a harley Davidson waiting to be rode. Every inch of her we covered but everything was crystal clear against my skin. Her globes were inches from my mouth.
She must have felt my hardening boner.
S: shh. ..you do understand. Don’t you. I read up about you too. Marriage troubles. ..boarding schools all your life. My poor poor baby…a girl like me is worth thousands of dollars a night. But I’ll give myself to you every time you want me. As long as you want me.
She sounded like a woman in heat. This was genuine. …
She put my hands on her navel.
S: iduppu lla kai vaikkalam. Hmm hmm HMMM. ..look. I know you want me. It’ll be our little secret.(grab my hips)
She said naughtily with a wink and roll.of her tongue. I pressed her navel as firm as I could.
She started gyrating on my lap.her butt grinding my cock. Slowly, sexily, passionately. Her butt was grinding my penis and hardening it to no end. I couldn’t take it much longer. Her boobs were moving against my chest. Her nipples making circular patterns and her breast flesh crushing against my chest.
S: en udambula enna pidichirukku?( what do you like the most about my body)
She asked innocently. With true curiosity.
Tell me….cmon. ..mm mm…she smiled and put her hands around my shoulder and held me even firmly against her. Her boobs were almost exploding through her top in the exploding state they were in.
She grabbed my face and gave brought her honey lips to mine and engaged in the passionate of kisses. It lasted a minute. I found my hands travelling to her butt and caressing it. Our tongues fought furiously. We were both trying to drink nectar from each other’s mouths.
S: I’ve been devoid of male touch all my life. Only cucumbers and carrots if you know what I mean. I’m like you too. All girl schools and stuck here for 4 years all alone without a decent man to fuck me. Mum. …I want you…
That explains a lot.
S:naa vedakozhi.(I’m a fresh virgin chicken)
She winked.
S.:What do you say we go to the bedroom now? Let’s take your virginity away and I’ll show you heaven.
I know thinking with your cock is wrong.
But I wanted her…
V: Swetha please…get off me.
I said firmly.
She untangled herself from me.
V: I need time to think.
This time I said it to her eyes.
She smiled and went to the door.
S:I’ve asked the servants to prepare kozhi(chicken ) for dinner. We’ll be dining together. Just the two of us. Inniki rendu kozhi yum menu lla irukku. Athuvum …naanum…(both the chicken and this chicken are on the menu tonight. You can eat both)
She winked again.
She walked off with her butt shaking side to side every step and that navel swinging side to side.
I took a deep breath when her perfume was out of the room. I was still in shock. It’s a miracle that I didn’t Cum.
I thought about it. I could hide it up. I could hide it all up. A crore and a half wasn’t a big deal for my folks. But look what I’ll be getting in return. Sexual utopia. The perfect woman. She really seemed to be into me. Looks like a veda kozhi is on the menu. I smiled to myself and went toy bedroom.
I got ready for the feasts. I masturbated beforehand to prolong my performance. I wore a track suit again. Easy to get off. The bed was ready and I took bath again to freshen. Looked up on some tips for freshers.
Come 7 she was here.
I opened the door. She was wearing a reddish maroon saree which was transparent and sexy. She had a tight jacket on. I think on purpose to show off her boobs. I couldn’t see any cleavage but the promise was there.
S: sooo. ….. she asked curiously, naughtily, hopefully.
I just grabbed her hip and smooched her as long and passionately as I could. I grabbed her butt with one hand and squeezed it boldly, her flesh felt magical under the saree. As we broke the kiss. ..she smiled and winked. She seemed happy and even blushed a bit. There was relief in her eyes too. The saree was the turn on. The navel,the curves. ..
We proceeded to have dinner.
S: kozhi lla ethu romba pidikkum ?(what do you like the most about the chick/chicken )
I knew the double entendre.
V: breasts. The navel…the butt and the cute face.
She burst out laughing.
S: sari sari…inga narayave irukku. Tharren.(ok ok…I have loads of flesh to serve. I’ll serve them just as you like ) But how would you like the meal to be served. Would you like to ravage it or…would you like it to…slowly have the chicken. …
V: serve the meal herself. I completed.
She met my eyes and I saw a trace if admiration and relief.
S: intha kozhi mutta mutta ooti viduva. (This chick will feed you till you are more than satisfied! )
V: evvlavayum saapduve.(I have a big appetite ) ..ha ha ha. ..
We didn’t speak much during the meal. I told her about me. Showed the house to her and we discussed about general stuff. The meal was delicious. But she was the main course. She told me to wait in the bedroom while she finished the dishes. But I did them with her. The way she looked at me after that changed. She V wasn’t pimping her out to me anymore. This was something more. She went to the bathroom downstairs to freshen up. I went up to the bedroom for the best night of my life. This was what I’ve been waiting for since I discovered masturbation. The door opened.
She entered. Slowly. Every curve moving. Gliding almost. Every breath full of lust.
She came to me. Saw my eyes….
S: I’m soaking wet down there already…I thought you’d cum quick but I’m already soaking wet just thinking about it.
It was true. Her nipples were on attention. Her chest heaved with every breath. Her navel exposed and looking whitish amid the maroon, the top.of her white globes glistening in the romantically lit room. Sexual energy peaking. I reached to touch her. She was faster.
She furiously pulled her pallu down and took my face in her hands and gave me a kiss. I wrapped her legs around me and explored her ass over her saree. She smelled like heaven. Her skin like ambrosia her voice so sweet and yet full of lust . Her body was writhing with every touch of mine. All her pent up sexual energy finally being used. I think she wanted this more than me.even the sweat turned us on . I moved on to her neck with my mouth. I kissed her ears and licked behind them. I moved my mouth up and down her neck kissing and licking and biting her. Her moans of ecstasy grew wilder.
I threw her on the bed and moved to her delicious navel. It was supple sweet and curvaceous. Her belly button was perfect. Almost like a sea of white with a dimple in the middle. I was like a school boy owning a toy. She seemed amused by it. ‘saapdu da! (Eat me)dig in!’ I did as I was asked. She was ticklish at first but later she turned back to her kaama self.
Aaa Aaa aanhg aaaass! !!!
Her body writhed in pleasure with every bite and pinch and kiss and lick. Her navel was the ultimate fantasy. Her pelvic the ultimate love machine. I slipped a finger into her vagina and with the other hand pinched the curves in her hips. My mouth was biting and sucking her beautiful belly.
I went about slowly mixing kisses with bites and covered every inch of her beautiful belly 4 times. I timed every bite with a thrust of.my finger against her g spot. She.became wetter and wetter, letting out uncontrollable moans of pleasure every time I bit her. She grabbed my head and fitted it even more snugly against her flesh and played with my hand. Her navel was spicy. But there were other regions to explore.
I turned her around and lifted her saree. Her butt was white and cute but big. They looked like big globes of the sweetest meat. I bit one if her cheeks like I would a meal. Her butt was soft and smooth. Aaahnghh she. Moaned. I continued biting on one while squeezing the other. I squeezed them both as tightly as I could between bites. She was even more soaking wet in her v.
I switched sides and continued eating her ass out. When I was done buried my head in her butt bringing both cheeks against my face . The faint faeces smell got me to unbelievable levels of pleasure. I did this while may hands played with her g spot again. Coming for breaths in between. She was moaning softly now like a dog . I licked her ass hole when I was finished with her butt.
Cheee. ..she giggled. I moved up her back moving my hands all over it and finally matched my hands with hers and lay above her. She smiled underneath. Her hair was in my face. I took deep breaths of her sweet herbal perfumed hair. The skin of her back was so smooth and silky. The smell of her hair got me all romantic again. I whispered in her ear.
‘Time for the breasts ‘
She roped around and almost pleadingly said:
S: I can’t take it anymore. Fuck me first. It’s been too long….enna nalla oolu…aprom en molaya nee kanavula kooda nanaikatha mathiri sapdalam. Komatta Komatta ootren.(fuck my brains out. Then I’ll shoe you heaven in was you’ve never dreamed off)
The lust in her eyes couldn’t be any clearer. I got up, rolled over. She got up, stripped to her jacket and smiled. Secretions were dripping from her vagina. She took some of it and licked it all.up. my 7 inch c was in attention for her.
She positioned herself gingerly and slowly mounted me. She slowly got my organ in inch by inch, wincing in pain and pleasure all the way. She giggled and moaned as my c entered her v. The rhythm was gyrating at first, she was in a trance. So was I, almost hypnotized by her jiggling breadth. The fact that I hadn’t seen them yet just increased my sexual desire for her. Her movements quickened a bit.
Then she rode me like a horse. Moving up and down vigorously for how long I didn’t know. .I was in too much pleasure. She climaxed first. ..arching in pleasure and pain. Her love juices wetting my cock. I came just after. I was out of breath but she was in lust .mad lust. She arched forwards and in a single motion ripped her jacket off..her bra came off in a minute.
She pulled me to her bosom and pulled me over her. It was the sweetest flesh. Firm soft and like nectar. They were more than a handful at the size of melons. My mouth was over one while my hand squeezed the other. She moaned in pleasure as she pushed my face deeper in to her breast flesh. My hands dug deeper. As I came up for air. I saw her face with absolute pleasure. She was almost mad with lust.
‘Bite me. Eat them . they’re all yours. ’
I went down again and started eating them out. Biting them. Kissing and fondling her nipples. I didn’t know how they were so soft in my mouth and so firm in my hand. Her boobs were the fairest part of her body next to her clean shaved vagina. The way I was gobbling up her globes made her laugh. I was in heaven. Every time I pinched of.mit her nipples when moaned but when I was trying to fit her globes in my mouth or hands she was amused. She smothered me on her valley between her melons.
As I was finally satisfied eating out the milky lemons after 20minutes. She was wet again. And I was hard. I immediately went missionary on her. I squeezed her tits for support. We were both too horny to last longer than 5 minutes. We both came soon. Exhausted. ..she pulled me over her boobs and crossed her legs over me. I fell asleep on her tits. With my arms around her navel.
In the morning I got up first. She woke up with half closed eyes. She smiled and immediately pulled me over for a kiss. I pulled off and went to the bathroom. I peed and wanted to poop. She entered too naked and as I sat on the toilet seat. She smiled and winked. She rolled her tongue naughtily and she sat on my lap and brought my fingers to her nipples and boobs. I hugged her from behind biting her shoulders and squeezing her tits the flesh overflowed in my hands.
S: it’s a fetish of mine. While you strain bite my back and squeeze my boobies like you’re doing now ..enakku enna mo seyyum.
I smiled and did as she asked. She moaned all the way. It wasn’t fake moans as in port. They were really really sexy. I washed myself and we bathed together. Just hugging each other in the shower massage. She went out to dress up, promising to bring and be my lunch… She had a load of work to do. I ….wait for the next fix.
Sexual Paradise In Ooty Prelude