So one day, I enter the lift to go up to my floor and as the lift door is about to close, out comes a hand from outside the lift to block it from closing. It was the sexiest hand I’ve ever seen. Veins popping out like rivers on a map. The lift door flung open again and in comes a man.
A young man, in his early twenties, excruciatingly hot. He had a rough manly beard, and a lean body with a chiseled jaw that you can cut yourself trying to rub it. I instantly felt something for him. An inexplicable, instant sexual attraction.
We both went up the lift, it was as hot inside the lift as it was awkward. I got down at my floor and rushed to my house. I threw myself onto the bed and rubbed myself hard. I wanted him on my bed, at any cost. For the next few days, I observed his routine and marked the exact timings that he would likely be using the lift just to get a chance to be alone with him in a closed environment. A few days on, we smiled at each other while inside the lift. I started to be more revealing.
One day, as my husband was as usual on a business trip, I decided to go for it. I couldn’t resist him anymore. I wore my best red transparent saree, with a very very low revealing neck, and barely one lace to support the blouse. Exposed belly and I had a deep navel, I wore a silver necklace thingy around my waist.
Any young man would want to break bed with me, but the truth is, I wanted him to break my bed. I purposely waited for him to enter the lift, then I ran as the lift door closed, he saw me run to the lift, my tits and other parts of my body, bouncing and wiggling. I wanted him to see me run like that in my saree.
I entered the lift, gasping for breath, bending down a little to catch my breath and to expose my cleavage even more. I thanked him and placed my flat palm on my cleavage while thanking him. I stood close next to him inside the lift, pulling my hair to the other shoulder to expose my sleeveless shoulder. And I breathed very very heavily, to make sure he notices my craving body.
While exiting the lift, I turned to him and whispered in his ear, “Flat no. 709” and walked out of the lift giving him the naughtiest possible expression. I smirked as the lift door closed. I entered my apartment and again threw myself to the bed.
As I lifted my saree to touch myself, I heard the door bell ring. I knew who it was. I knew he had come to devour me. I opened the door and there he was. Standing there like a predator, eyeing his prey. He came in without saying a word, and closed the door behind him. I asked him, “what’s your name?”
He said, “It doesn’t matter”
I said, “It does, becau—-” and before I could complete my words, he grabbed me by my waist, and threw me against the door. He pinned my hands to the door with his and stared at me. I was breathing very very heavily, but yet I gasped, “What the hell are you doing?”
“Do you like what I’m doing, lady?”
“No, I hate it. Let me go or I’ll call security!”
He moved closer to my lips and whispered, “Then why aren’t you fighting back?”
I said nothing and stared at him, my hands still pinned to the door, my body still breathing heavily, with my breasts expanding and contracting. He waited a few seconds and dived into it.
He started smooching me. I had never been smooched like that. His tongue was creating havoc inside my mouth. Our lips making that squeezy smooching sound.. he tightened his grip on my hands and kept on smooching me. I loved it. This is what I had been dreaming of since 10 days! Oh boy I was loving his manliness.
He continued to whisper.. “you think I didn’t notice what you were trying to do? Ha?” I replied with my body still breathing heavily and my hands still pinned to the door, “I still don’t think this is right, i—–” and again as I was speaking he started wildly smooching me..
After 5 mins of absolutely wild smooching and tongue locking he let go of my arm, stood back and just gazed at my breathing body. Even though he had let go of my arms, I kept my arms where they were and invited more wildness. He went down on his knees and grabbed my waist. Biting the necklace thingy and removing with his teeth in one shot. I gasped, “ahh”. He then rubbed his rough beard against my shivering belly. It was raining in my pussy, that’s how wet I was.
My nipples were hard and pointy. My god he was the king of foreplay. I could cum all over his sharp face just by the quality of his foreplay..
As I was cherishing his beard rubbing against my belly, he stood up, picked me up and took me to my kitchen. He laid me down flat on the platform and climbed onto me. He pinned my hands again and started deep smooching my neck. I was making womanly moans which excited him more. I could feel how hard he was with the bulge coming out of his pants. He moved a finger along my cleavage line and lowered my blouse to expose a bit of my bra.
He removed a can of cream from the fridge and spread it over my belly. He licked all of it. He licked each inch of the cream from my shivering belly…gosh it was so hot. These hot young dudes really know how to take care of a woman! He picked me up and took me to my room. He threw me to the bed and brought his face closer to mine. He rolled a finger onto my lips and whispered “stay here till I find something..once I’m back, I’ll take you to heaven”
I stood there, lying on my bed, gasping for breath. He came back with a rope I’m pretty sure I didn’t own, and a pair of scissors which was lying on my study. He came onto me, pinned my hands to the bed and tied them to the backrest with a rope.
He then tore of most of my saree with his hands and there I was. In my red lingerie, tied to my own bed by a stranger and I was loving every bit of it! I was eager to know what he was going to do with the scissors..
He went to the kitchen again and got a bottle of chocolate syrup. I knew what I was going into…my belly was still sticky with the cream and his saliva..
He opened the bottle of chocolate syrup and filled my deep navel with it, just my navel. I was breathing so heavily that some of it spilled out of my navel and onto my belly. He brought his face near my belly and rubbed his beard around my navel, it was too hot.
He then inserted his middle finger into my chocolate syrup filled navel rubbed that finger along my belly and made me suck his finger. My hands still tied to the bed.. He then got a few pieces of ice. It gets better. He rubbed it all along my belly and pierced my navel with a pointy piece.
He then held a piece in his hand and inserted that hand into my panty. He rubbed my wet pussy with ice and I started screaming with pleasure. He rubbed it for a few seconds and withdrew.
He then got the pair of scissors and glided it along my belly which was now cold and creamy and chocolaty. He held the scissors between my bra bridge, like how someone cuts open a ribbon for an opening. He just held it there, my bra was breathing up and down.
He whispered again, “do you want me to cut open your bra?” I bit my lips and said, “yes please do it” He cut it open and my cups flew apart and my breasts bounced out like a prisoner released from jail. He stared at my breasts for a few seconds .. I was cherishing all the teasing..
Without touching my breasts, he poured some chocolate syrup on them, everywhere.. on my nipples, between my tits, under my tits, everywhere it was just chocolate syrup.. he then ate on my breasts.. licking all of it. Biting my nipples, sucking in all the syrup… He squeezed my tits, so hard but yet so soft. He devoured my breasts, he made them his toy, I screamed in pleasure all the while.. then he licked my whole body, wiped it all clean.. all that syrup, cream and melted ice, wiped clean by his tongue. Remember my hands are still tied..
Now he went down on me, removed my panty with his teeth but only till my knees.. He brushed his beard against my inner thighs, “ahhh” I gasped for breath. He got another piece of ice and rubbed it gently against my pussy, I was moaning like no one’s business. My pussy was so wet it’s not even funny! He brought his face next to my pussy and tickled my clit with the tip of his tongue. He licked my pussy’s inner walls with the tip of his tongue..
He then inserted his whole tongue into my pussy and I screamed with pleasure!! He licked and sucked on my pussy like a mad man..he licked better than my husband fucked!!! He then put his middle finger into my pussy and licked my clit while fingering me..
I was losing my senses..I couldn’t handle it. My body was rocking with pleasure.!! He finally got up and removed his pants. His size was massive! I had never seen a bigger and more beautiful cock. It was twice as big as my husband’s and it wanted it deep inside me. But of course, I had to go through the teasing first.. he removed his dick and tapped on my pussy..
He then just placed it against my pussy, just slightly moving the head, to make me feel some movement.. he came on top of me. And started wildly smooching me, his dick still just touching my pussy walls.
While we were wildly kissing, he penetrated me.. first he just inserted the head, that itself made me scream out of my lungs! My pussy was too tight for his massive dick! Slowly he was completely inside me, and I moaned like a hallucinating woman.. but he was one merciless monster..
He started stroking me, gently at first, but then he increased pace. He started to pound me, squeezing my tits, licking my nipples, and pounding me at the same time.. oh it was heaven! My wildest fantasy was now a reality.. I had dreamed of fucking him for 10 days. My husband would never be this good in bed. He won’t even be half as good.
So there I was, in my own house, in my own bed, tied, naked, being fucked by a stranger and I was absolutely loving each bit of it.. jeez, must have been some sight! I moaned and moaned and screamed and ouched and shrilled, but he kept on banging me.
The erotic part was over, I was enjoying he main event of the night. The raw, hardcore fucking. I cummed thrice before I could make him cum. And when he cummed, he ruined my belly with it! Oh Jesus, it was finally over. The best sex a woman can ever have was over.. I lay still in my bed for 10 mins, just looking up to the ceiling, in silence, breathing heavily.. the dude sitting there, staring at my naked body. The body he had just demolished and savaged. I finally stood up, walked up to my wardrobe, picked out a bra and wore it.
Before I could put on my panty, he walked up to me from behind, picked me up and took me to my washroom.. he made me sit on the wash basin platform while he filled my bathtub with soap water.. and picked me up again and threw me into my bathtub. He came into it with me and fucked again, twice in the bathtub.
Then again once in the shower. We cleaned up and we sat down.. I asked him, “What’s your name?”
Then he said something in my ear which till date is the hottest thing I’ve ever heard in my life and I’m not gonna share it with you guys because….well…then what’s the point?!
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