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Hi again. This is Aryan from Orissa. Hope you’ve read about my first experience with chinky. Http://masala4india.com/showthread.php?T=39696. Well as I told there that we broke up after two years when I was in 12th. I also wrote about another friend who I felt that she had some feelings for me during the project. This story is about her-Deepa. She met me when I was moving in the new supermarket -big bazaar here. I was looking at some chocolates when she came up to me and said hi. Aryan, long time. I said-yea really. She immediately asked about chinky and I told about our break-Up coz she was cheating on me. There was a strange happiness in her eyes. Then she asked -so you like chocolates? I said-yes and immediately picked up two big ones and went to the billing counter and packed them up. I knew her weakness was chocolates and I went to her and said -Deepa, you know what, I like gifting chocolates more than eating them..

She smiled and accepted them. Then she asked, – Aryan would you mind if I move around with you today? It’s boring to move alone in this crowd. I said-Do I look like a madman to you that I’ll ask such a beauty like you to go away from my side? She blushed and said-Aryan if I was beautiful in your eyes, why were you running after chinky? Well I.. Uh.. -I just stammered. She again laughed and we proceeded to food-court in the top most floor. I’d taken her bags-she’d come here for some home shopping. I asked her-you cook? She said-yes. Why don’t you drop in tonight to taste? I said -tonight I can’t say. I’ll have to ask mom. -Then our order arrived and we started eating. Meanwhile I called up home and said that I’ll eat out and was given permission – wow! We talked some other things and all the while she was looking at me in a manner that it’d become difficult for me to eat. Finally we finished and we moved out. On the way among the shops in the supermarket was a lingerie shop and she stopped in front of the glass showcase and pointed towards a mannequin wearing a sexy bra-panty and said-Isn’t that one nice? Man I turned red all over and I again started stammering. She held my hand and took me inside the shop saying-let’s buy it. I was sweating inside the shop with the ac on! Coz it was a ladies lingerie shop and this girl was making my head spin. She noticed the sweat and wiped it with her hanky and I was trembling in my legs. She looked into my eyes and said-won’t you buy it for me? I really like it. Now this really let the air out of me. I asked the lady at the counter about the mannequin and she smiled making me more embarrassed. Well it was done and a good 700 rupees vanished out of my pocket. Funny so much for such a small dress!!

Anyways we were out and the lady at the counter again gave me a smile while leaving-fuck her.. We started for her home and when we reached there- her house was locked and she unlocked it. I asked her about others, then she said that they’d gone to Delhi to meet her elder sister who was about to deliver a child- and she didn’t go coz she didn’t have good relations with her. I asked why then she said nothing and kept quiet and I decided not to ask further and changed the topic. She switched on the lights and closed the door and asked me to sit. I was now positive that I might be lucky today. She went inside the kitchen and brought a 1.5L bottle of Pepsi and gave it to me. She’d seen me in my house that I used to drink a whole bottle and that always surprised everyone. But I opened the bottle and poured into the glass and started drinking. She smiled and went inside to freshen up. She returned looking good and then we went to her garden to have some fresh air. I looked up and said – Oh dear, look at the clouds. It’s going to rain like anything I guess. I think I must go. She looked a bit sad and said- Aryan can’t you stay? I feel so lonely. Well I thought for a while and said, well let the rain begin then I’ll call up home. She gave me a smile and said-naughty boy. Well it was time to prepared food and she went in to change her dress and came out wearing a thin nighty. It was transparent and wow inside it she was wearing the bra and panty we’d bought today. She kept looking at me and smiling and hoping for some comments. But I was again sweating and trembling there. She came near me and wiped my sweat and spoke to me in tone which would wake up the dead. She said-What is it? Are you sweating because you are feeling hot or are you trembling because you’re feeling cold? I said- neither. I’m feeling thirsty.. Her said.- Then has more Pepsi..

I said- Pepsi is nothing. Only you can quench my thirst. Saying this I hugged her and her response really scared me. She pushed me and began to beat my chest cursing me- stupid boy, you stupid boy- and pushed me on the sofa and sat on top of me and said-you idiot if I also could quench your thirst then why were you running after that stupid chinky all these years? She slapped me and I began to see stars. She hugged me tightly and started crying saying- You never cared for me. You never liked me. I said to her- Deepa I’m sorry. I never could understand. And I got my punishment. See your slap was so hard that it’s still paining. She was still crying and said sorry and kissed my cheek and caressed it with her soft little fingers. Just then a really loud thunder came and she screamed almost turning me deaf and hugged me. Man that scream would’ve woken up the dead!! Well the feeling of her big boobs on my chest was making me horny and my dick began to rise. As she was sitting on my lap she could feel it and looked at me. I wiped her tears and she gave me a sexy smile and said naughty boy, so this is your thirst!- Saying this she began to rub her ass on my hard on making it difficult to control. I felt that I’ll come there itself. I raised my hand to touch her magnificent boobs, but she pushed them away saying- What’s the hurry big boy? Aren’t you staying around tonight?

Yes madam I am staying back. Then I lifted her ass and put her on the side and went near the window to call up home and after some arguments, they agreed to let me stay ‘At a friend’s house’. Soon I went to her and sat besides her pulling her close to me and said – Deepa its 7o’clock now. Let’s go to the kitchen and prepare dinner. I’m starving to eat you, I mean yr cooking. She smiled and said- you sit here. What will you do in the kitchen? I boldly said- Deepa you look so hot with that deep cleavage of yours that I can’t keep my eyes off you. Come on. At least I can cut the vegetables. She laughed and said -you dirty boy speaking dirty words. I smiled and said- What can I do if a babe with such a great figure begins to wear push up bras! So we went to the kitchen and she gave me the vegetables and showed me by cutting a few. Then she started her work. I thought of something and when my cutting was almost over, I falsely shouted in pain and she got alarmed thinking that I’d cut my finger and grabbed my hand and searched for the wound, and when she found nothing she looked at me. I began to laugh loudly. She was a bit angry and another of her tight slap came on my cheek- that was really off the limit. I was really pissed off and grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and brought her close to me and she cried in pain-aaah own – and I pulled her nighty a little from her shoulder and bit her there. Her tender skin tore off and she started bleeding there and she again cried out in pain. Tears came up in her eyes. I still had her hair and I laid her on the ground on her back and bit her boobs over the dress and another cry escaped her mouth but this time it was more like a moan. I pulled her hair harder and bit her other boob and she gave a long moan and began to say – Aryan please leave my hair aah please Aryan.

I pulled harder and more tears came to her eyes and she was sobbing. I told her- you bitch, beg for it says sorry and beg for it. She cried- Aryan please let me go. Aryan that slap was out of love for you. Aryan you misunderstood. I’m sorry. Aah. I lifted her up from the floor and laid her on the large kitchen slab and then let go of her hair and got on top of her coz the kitchen slab really large. I started kissing her neck-my favorite spot and sucked at the wound I’d made on her shoulder like a vampire. All the time she kept crying and emotionally saying – Aryan you never understand me. You never understood my love. You still haven’t. So much punishment for this. You know how much it hurts? I said while still kissing her neck and hair – Deepa isn’t there a bit of pain in intense love? It’s my way of stimulating your body to accept my wild love. Don’t you feel good now? And that wound on your shoulder- I made that so that when you look at the mark you’ll think of me. Saying this I kissed her lips and went on for 10minutes while pressing boobs. She was making strange noises from down her throat. Then I stood up and opened the fridge to take out some ice and saw a packet of ice cream. I applied ice to her shoulder and the bit her lips and gave out a suppressed cry of pain.. But soon she began to prepare food and I decided to get a condom and started to go out. She asked me why I was going in the rain. I told her – nothing. I’ll come soon. Also then I’ll have a reason to remove my clothes. I got a three-pack coz I knew she’d be one hell of a hot girl tonight!

I returned and removed my clothes and remained just in my underwear. She gave me a towel but I preferred to remain wet and just wrapped it around my waist and since it was a bit short for my tall body, she looked at me and giggled. Then she resumed cooking with me fondling her lovely breasts and kissing her from behind. We had our dinner and she then brought the ice cream but I asked her to keep my share back in the freezer coz I wanted to eat it from another place! She smiled at me, I guess she understood my game.. It was then I noticed that her panty was very wet and her nighty was wet too. She really had a flowing pussy-you’ll come to know later. Then we left for the bedroom. She closed the door and removed my underwear and towel. She then hugged me and the wet spot on her dress gave a cool sensation to my cock and it began to stand up as I began to caress her boobs and kissing her neck. Oh I forgot to mention, unlike the short chinky, Deepa was tall at 5’10” and had 38D-24-36 a real booby beauty far better in every aspect than chinky. I removed her nighty and We moved to the bed. I removed her wet panty and she laughed and confessed that she dripped a lot. I licked her crotch area savoring her juices and then began to suck her pussy. Soon a river of her juices was flowing and I kept it in my mouth and spit it out. Then I removed her bra and she mad no attempts to hide her body. Then I noticed a thick wire kept there and had an idea. I asked her- Deepa, will you let me do something which will make you a little afraid?

She asked what. I bought the wire and using it I tied her hands to the bed post of course after covering the hands with a towel. Then I went to the freezer and got my ice cream and put it in the middle of her big boobs. She was unable to tolerate the cold and began screaming and struggling likes a fish out of water. I began to eat and spread the ice cream on her boobs and chest making a mess and she was laughing and struggling at the same time. I could feel her boobs getting harder and nipples standing out like erasers! After completing most of the ice cream I began to suck and chew her nipples. She was moaning my name and that made my cock harder. Then after some time I started kissing her. But she began to lick the ice cream from all over my face. Then she said Aryan will you let me do what you did right now? I told her that she might not like it coz of the hair on my chest. But she did not agree and did the same to me only that my hands were not tied. It felt great and I kept on squeezing her ass and boob all the time and she was groaning and moaning. As I told that she’d had a really dripping pussy- she got me wet in my crotch and legs. I decided to fuck her. And laid her on the bed and went to get the condoms. I got one on and then got on top of her and asked her if she was a virgin. She told me that she’d lost it while she and another girl were inserting a cucumber. I didn’t believe her but heck that cared. I inserted my cock into her and as it was so wet it got half way into her easily although she was very tight. The she started complaining of pain. But I asked her to keep patience and gave some more strokes and finally it got inside fully and she was crying in pain. I remained in her for some time till she got used to it.

Then I started to give harder strokes. And soon she was giving response by raising her hips and looking really sexily into my eyes and moaning and smiling at the same time. I went on stroking and controlling my discharge as long as I could. Her pussy juices were really flowing and a strange sound was coming while I was fucking her and her juices made a patch on the bed sheet I’d folded and kept under her. When she began to cum her pussy squeezed my cock so hard that I cried in pain and when her orgasm subsided I came in her pussy while deeply kissing her. I removed the condom and asked her to suck it clean. She hesitated a little bit and I decided to get into 69 position and began to suck her pussy and soon she began to suck my cock too. We both liked each other coz it was a flavored condom. We did that for sometime and she came again her juices flooded my face. I was erect again by now and decided to have another go. I got on the 2nd condom and started fucking her like crazy while sucking on her nipples and kissing her neck. I got a finger up her asshole and it was then she came again. She came two more times before I came after a long time. She sucked me dry and we slept in each other’s arms when it was only 10o’clock coz we were so exhausted. She woke up at 3am and woke me up and we’d sex again while talking bath. I sat her to a platform made on the wall and fucked her under the shower using up my last condom.

Then we came out and I dressed her up with only the bra and panty I’d got her yesterday and we slept in each other’s arms and talked nice and sexy things till morning. Then I’d my breakfast and had another session of hugging and kissing for full one hour. I was erect again but had no condoms and we masturbated ourselves in front of each other laughing and giggling and came together. We got into 69 and cleaned each other. Then I left for home after dressing up. We’d sex five more times in the next 9 days till her parents returned. Those experiences I’ll relate later. We had our affair going till 1 year and we broke up when I found her moving with another guy. I’d would appreciate responses from girls in my email [email protected] especially from my city-Bhubaneswar, outside is ok too for friendship. Presently I’m doing third year in engineering in one of the government colleges of Orissa. Since two years I’ve been without a gf coz I’m looking for a bit of true love but can’t find it and loneliness is sucking the life out of me.

I am a regular reader of ISS. I want to share this wonderful experience of tasting my chitty’s breast milk ( Chitty in Tamil means younger sister of my mother) we belong to orthodox Brahmin family. My chitty is only 30. Her boobs are enormous in size- almost 38-40. I am now 18 only. I know about sex by reading sex books and seeing blue films. I satisfy with masturbating, mostly fantasying my friends mom. I never thought that I will get my first experience with my own chitty. She has birth to child recently and the baby is 6 months old. she came to my house and stayed for two months, as her hubby went to north on an official tour. After she came to my house, I started noting the beauty of her breasts when she opens in front of me to feed her child. The incident happened last week, when we were alone at home. My parents left for village leaving us both alone. That was a Saturday and I was in my room reading at 10 am in the morning.

My chitty came to my room and stood near my table. With hesitation she talked to me saying that she needs my help. When I asked her what type of help she needed. She asked me to come and sit on the cot. I sat there and she also sat next to me. She whispered in my ears “the baby is not taking enough milk these days. My breasts feel very sore” She then turned towards me. It was then I noticed that her blouse was partially open in the front. I could see a nipple. She caught me again staring at her breast. She said ” some one should suck the milk and take out” Slowly she pulled up one side of her blouse and exposed one of her breast completely. My chitty said ” I will not tell anybody but I need your help, as other wise my pain will grow. Seeing her position I agreed to help her. At the same time I thought I could use this situation to fuck her also. With some hesitation I started squeezing her nipple. A drop of milk emerged. I placed my hand on her breast and asked “Is it painful ?” She said ” A bit” I couldn’t wait for long. I placed my mouth on the nipple and started sucking. OHH MAA. Sweet warm milk filled my mouth. This is not a dream… I thought. Chitty then asked me to wait, Chitty while she removed her blouse two full breasts waited in front of me to be sucked. I played with one while I sucked the other. Seemed happy.

Meanwhile my penis was erect like a baton. It was poking on my Chitty. She said ‘Ragul, what do you have there in your shorts, Let me see “. She slid down the shorts and was quick to hold on my erect member. She started pushing its skin up and down. Chitty then slid down her petty coat and lay naked on the bed. She spread out her legs and I saw the unshaven pussy. She took my head and places it over her pussy. I inserted my finger into the hole and moved it in and out. Soon juices started flowing out her cunt. Chitty got up again, raised her bottom a bit and placed a small pillow below her bottom and lay over it and spread over her legs. She then asked me to climb over her and helped me to insert me prick into her hole. Her hands guided by inexperienced shaft into her hole. It went into the hole easily. I could feel the warm cunt walls. Then she slowly pushed me back and forth. I finally got the rhythm and pushed the penis in and out of the wet hole. Chitty was wild with excitement. Meanwhile I played with her full breasts. I couldn’t hold out for long and I pumped the entire cum inside her. At this age of 17 I got this wonderful fucking experience. She had fucking from more daily so long she stayed in my house. I cannot forget my first experience with her. After wards I had many aunties in my list of fucking. But my chitty’s fucking is wonderful. Any aunties want to know my experience with my friend’s mom, pls mail me [email protected].

Dosto ajj main apni real story app longo ko sunana chahta hun. App bhi sun kar must ho jaynge ye mera dawa hai. Es kahani ki hiroen bahut hi sexi bomb hai. Bat tab kijab main 21 sal ka tha. Main engg. Ki pathai karta tha delhi main. Jahan maine karma le rakha tha usi ke pass meri bua ki do ladkiyan ka makan tha.main akela hi rahta tha isliy unke pass hi mera jayada time pass hota tha. Chooti bahin (bua ki ladki bahan hi hoti hai) mujh se 7 sal badi hai . un dinu uski umar 28 sal thi. Lekin lagti thi 22 sal ki. Uske do bachhe bhi the. Uaska kad 5.5” masal deh, wobhi assi ki bahgwan ne chun chun kar karagri kit hi us par 36-24-38 figer tha uska. Sathal appas main ragd khati thi . chltithi to manchle kahte the ki gand main 50passe ka sikka rakh do girega nahi.gora rang tha.ye to hua uska figger un dino vcr kiray par laker film dekhte the .ek din main bhi vcr kirai par le aya. Uske sath ek B.F. bhi lekar aya tha .bf mujhe bahut achi lagti thi. Garmiyo ke din the . jun ka mahina tha. Humne sham ko ( main, donu bahene, or unke bache, jija ji donu hi bahar nokri karte hain, who nahi the) film deki karib rat ko 2 baje tak . uske bad sabhi son eke liy appne apne kamre main chale gai . or main vahin apni bf dehane laga. Bf dekhte samye mujhme garmi aagi.or maine apne sare kapde uttar diya. Or sofa par bath gaya .

Mera 9” ka land meri tango ke bich main tana khda tha. Jab bf dekhte dekhe mujhse kabu nahi hua to maine muthi marli. Ye sab kala choti bahan dekh rahi thi .maine dhayan nahi diya uske kamre main se sab kuch saf saf dikhi de raha tha. (agle din usne hi bataya) Muthi marker main so gaya. Subah 8 baje kala hi mujhe jagane aii. Bade hi pyar se meri gallon par hath pher kar utha . jasse koi bibi jagati hai apne pati ko asse hi . usne nity hi pahni hui thi us time .kala mujhe jagane ke liye jhuki hui thi ki ankhe khulte hi mujhe uaske bob ke pure –pure darsan ho gaye . pahli bar dekhe the maine uske bob sedhe tor par . pahle to kapdo main dekh kar hi socha karta tha ki kaesse honge .lekin ajj to nigty ke thile gale main se sab kuch dikai de raha tha. Mere jagne ke bad kala ne ek angdai li jo badi hi katil thi or meri ankho main ankhe dal kar kaha raja ji rat ko akele nahi jaga karte. Or muskura kar chli gai. Mujhe bada hi ajib bartav laga.pura ka pura sexi.sara din yun hi masti main kat gaya.

Agle roz se garmiyo ki chutiyan suru ho rahi thi. Badi bahin bacho ke sath maike agi. Ghar par main or kala hi rah gae.hamne karib 10baje tak rat ko tv dekha phir apne apne kamre main sone chale gaye. 15-20 min ke bad kala vahi nighty pahne hue mere kamre main aai or kaha ki main bhi esi kamre main soungi. Maine kaha ki yahan to ek hi charpai hani tum kasse so sakti ho . to usne kaha ki main dusri tarf sir karke so jaungi. Uske jid karne par maine han kardi or who wahin let gai. Thodi der tak to vo sithi pair pasar kar soti rahi bad main usne ghutnu ko more liya. Ab kala ki nighty es tarhan ho gai thi ki uski choot tak sab kuch dikhai de raha tha . kala ne underwear nahi pahna tha. Ushki masal tango ke bich se payari payari gulabi choot ke darsan ho rahe the. Choot kori thi . usi din usne jhant kate the.Choot ki dono fade mooti moti thi.ye sab najara dekh mera land bhi tan gaya or fatne ko ho gaya tha. Uski choot mujhe amantarn deti lag rahi thi ki mard hai to muje fad dal.or mera land kaha raha tha ki assi rasili choot ajj nahi le ga to fir nahi milegi. Pata nhi kala ki chal dhal dekh kar kitni bar maine use khayalo main chooda tha. Or ajj wahi choot mere samne nivastar thi. Dil kahta assa husn hai jo choode savrag mile .dimag kahata nahi bahan ko nahi chodte. Lekin honi ko kon tal sakta hai dil jit gaya. Maine ud kar dekha mujhe laga ki kala gahri nind mai so rahi hai. Maine vapis let kar apna hath kala ki choot par rah diya or uske riyksan ka intjar karne laga.

Choot ek dum chikani or mooti thi. Hath rakhte hi bada sakoon mil raha tha . koi 3-4 min bad kala ne apna hath es tarhan mere land par rah diya jasse koi need main rakhta hai. Lekin main samjh gaya ki who bhi chudna chahti hai. Uske hath rakhne se meri himat badha gai or main eek ungli uski choot main dal di . ungli jate hi usne apne parron ko thoda saor choda kar diya . main samajh gaya ki rasta saf hai. Usne bhi loongi main hi mera land pakr liya.maine teen char bar ungli uski choot main hilai to kala ne ek siskari li or hath ko meri loongi main dal land ko hilaya. Uski ankhe ab bhi band thi main utha or maine uaske hontho par honth rah diye.. hoth rakhte hi who mere hontho ko chusne lagi. Maine kaha ankhe kholo darling. Kala ne kaha nahi mujhe sarm atti hai.bhai se ankh milakar main ye sab nani kar sakti. Maine kaha ab ye bhool ja ki hum bhi bahan hain ye yad rakh ki main tera yar hun. Usne dhree dheere apni ankhe kholi or mere hontho ko phir se chumne lagi. Maine uski nighty ko nikaldiya or khud bilkul nanga ho gaya. Kala kahne lage main kab se is land ke didar ko tarsh rahi thi ek do bar tujhe nahate dekha to garmi ati thi, lekin man ko samjha leti thi. Lekin kal jab tum rat ko muthi mar rahe the to maine tumhara pura tight land dekha or tabhi se kabu nahi raha. Maine socha ether to tere jija bahar rahte hain main jalti hun or udhr tum muthi marker kam chalate ho agar hum donu mil jaine to donu ki moj ho jayegi or kissi ko pata bhi nahi chalega. Maine kaha badki bahanko pata chal jayaga to usne kaha tum chinta mat karo kisi din moka lagakar usko bhi chudwa dungi tumse uske bad hum mooj kiya karenge.ab hum donu hi nange the.

Uska naga figer bhi bada must tha. Kala uthi or jamin par bath kar mera land chusne lagi or main donu hathun se uski choochiyan bhichne laga. Who ek bar main half land munh main lejati thi. Thodi der bad mane use uthya or bed par litaya. Or uski choochiyo ko choosne laga. Who jor jor se siskari lene lagi. Chuchi chste chuste main ushki choot ko bhi ched raha tha. Uski choot ne panic hood diya tha.choot chikani thi to mera dill bhi kar gaya ki kayun eski choot chati jay. Maine uski doonu tange upper uthi to uski choot ekdom alag se nikal aai. Maine us payari choot par apni jibh jaise hi rakhi usne jor jor se siskari leni suru kar di. Jayun jayun main uski choot ko chatataa who apni gand ko or upar uthati maje maje main usne kaha ki main bhi kitni bewkuf thi itna must murd mere pas tha or main un hi tadfti thi.ub mujhse bhi sabr nahi ho raha tha main utha or uas mastani choot par lan rakh diya. Land ko choot bahoot garm lagi. Or choot ko land. Maine thoda sa jor lagakar do jhatko main hi pura land uski choot main bad diya.. land ke ander jate hi usne jor ki siskari li or kaha ki hai mere raja ajj ess choot ko bilkul fad dal ye kala teri gulam banker rahegi tu roj es must choot ki agg bhujaya kar. Maine kaha meri rani maine kitne dino se tujhe chodna chata tha ajj sari hasrte puri karung.Baki ki kahani agli bar kasse kala ko us rat kis kis style main choda or kaise usne ek din badi ko chudwaya ye sab agli kahaniyo.

What follows in a brief description about how I screwed my virgin friend Tracy (I realized that she was a virgin during the process). I quickly closed the folding doors, trapping myself in Tracy’s bedroom closet. Just in time to keep from getting caught, too. What was she doing back already? They told me she wasn’t coming back until Saturday. But there she was bouncing up the steps, singing some song to herself. Hopefully, I thought, she’ll need to go to the bathroom, and I can make my escape then. It turns out I was very wrong about that possibility. Very wrong. She tossed her travel bags on the bed and then sat down on the end, directly facing the closet. Trapped, I thought. And if she found me, her birthday surprise which I was trying to hide for her so she would discover it when she returned from her trip would be ruined. I knew she couldn’t see me through the small crack between the doors (I hadn’t managed to close them all the way before it was too late). But I had a good view of her. I guess I think she’s pretty hot. So what can I say? Sitting there on the bed in her tight faded jeans, her pussy straining at the crotch so I could see the sides of it pushing around the middle seam. The purple tank-top shirt she was wearing — also tight — and the black bra whose straps were showing on her shoulders. The long brown hair that she had just let down, setting the ribbon down beside her.

It wasn’t until she unsnapped her pants that I started to panic. She would be pissed, I assumed, if she knew I hid in her closet and watched her undress. I had to announce myself even if it meant a ruined surprise. And I would have if she hadn’t done something that completely floored me. I didn’t think she masturbated, though I guess I never really asked myself. But there she was, her hand slowly rubbing up and down across her crotch. I recognized her class ring with its blue birthstone. I never expected to see it so close to her pussy. Her eyes were closed, and she had her head tilted up to the ceiling fan. The fan was turning slowly and stirring up the smell of her perfume. My heart was beating in my ears. I was surprised Tracy couldn’t hear it. There was, of course, no way could I announce myself. Too much embarrassment. Her breath was getting short and I could tell her face was flushing. Was she going to cum right there? She sat up and unzipped her pants, pushing them down to her knees. Black panties just like her bra. Then she lay back on the bed, shoving one of the travel bags off onto the floor. Both hands massaged her crotch. She spread her thighs wider, sighing now, absolutely positive that no one was around. I am ashamed to admit it, but I pulled my pants down also, and started doing what she was doing. So what if she caught me? I wasn’t thinking clearly at that moment.

I though she was close to orgasm and could not believe I was going to be so close to her when she did it. She had one leg lifted slightly, tugging on the wadded jeans now at her ankles. She kicked off her sandals, one falling on the soft throw-rug at the foot of her bed and the other clattering on the hard-wood floor. She pulled off the jeans and the panties. The panties she tossed at the closet and they fell just inches from the crack between the doors. I wanted to grab them up. The smell of Tracy’s sex juice was now starting to overpower the perfume. I wanted to grab the panties up and shove them into my mouth. Now that they were drenched with her cum. But I didn’t dare open the doors. With her pants off, she straddled the edge of her bed and began to hump against it, holding on tight. Over and over as she slid up and down the edge of her bed, wrinkling the blanket. I wasn’t sure how to think about that, but I knew I was enjoying this moment. Before she climaxed, she stopped and slid off the bed. She got up on her knees and said she wanted to be fucked. Then she said she wanted me to do it. That was stimulating in itself, but what followed was simply unbelievable.

“You can come out of there,” she said. “I saw you closing the doors as I came up. Decided to see if you would stay even when I…when I started fucking myself.”

I opened the doors and stood there my pants down staring at her, flushed and panting and on her knees. I got on my knees in front of her and held her bare shoulders.

“Wait,” she said and reached behind me to get the soaked black panties. “Taste these first.”

She put them up to my mouth. I put my tongue out and touched the damp spot in the center. She did indeed taste as good as I imagined. Tracy pulled off her shirt and let her bra fall to the floor onto the soft throw-rug. Her tits were full and round with small rings around the nipples. I got undressed and came closer to her, lowering her onto the rug. Her skin was hot and soft, the nipples hard little nubs on top of the soft flesh underneath.

“I’ve never done this before,” she said. “Let’s make it special.”

I was ready to push inside her, my cock just touching the warm wet lips between her thighs. She grabbed hold of my back and told me to start into her. She groaned when I did, when I shoved up into the very slick small tunnel. As I thrust inside her, her hands moved down to my ass, and she started pulling me to her. Her breath came in short quick gasps and soon she climaxed around my cock. We clung to each other tightly, savoring our moment together. When I later explained to her that I was in the closet because I was trying to hide her birthday surprise, she told me it was the best birthday surprise she had ever had. That was it. If any lady of age group 18-38 wants to have sex then mail me at [email protected] or [email protected]. I will try to answer you as fast as I can and if we have no further problems then we can even hook up and do what’s needed. And please do not forget to read the story, after all you have already read it, why not rate it?

Hello ! I am Anish here again from Kolkata with another story from my memory lane. I do hope you all will enjoy it. It had been a while since I had seen Sheena. Three years to be exact. When I left she was just a just an obsessed fifteen year old. I always wanted to fuck her, but my friends thought she was too young. So I would lay there thinking of her tight little pussy and her even tighter ass as I stroked my cock. That was three years ago. After I left for college she called me once and a while, but that soon died off when she found out I had a girlfriend. I never talked to her again, until me and my recent girlfriend broke up. I was feeling lonely so gave her a call. She seemed exited to hear from me and we hit it off pretty well. So well, in fact, that she decided to come visit me. That was one week ago.

When I heard a knock at the door I peered through the peep hole and saw her standing there looking nervous. I opened the door and gasped. She was stunning. Her shoulder length brown hair fell perfectly around a slightly snobby looking, but cute face. She was wearing a black skirt and a red top. And I could see she had grown in the breast department as well. I invited her in and we made small talk before deciding to go out for dinner. That was last night. Dinner was uneventful and I was beginning to think she was over me. Discouraged, I took her back to my place and we started to watch TV. I offered to make her a drink and she accepted so soon I handed her a very strong rum and coke. I knew it couldn’t hurt to get her a little tipsy. After three more drinks the conversation changed from small talk to sex. I asked her if she still thought about me.

“yes,” she said with a little giggle. In a few minutes we were in my room sitting on my bed. She was looking at my high school year book and I was looking at the way the thin fabric of her skirt rested on her silky smooth thigh. I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the neck. She turned her head to the side and moaned as her eyes closed. I gently took the book from her and placed it on the desk. My lips worked their way from her neck up to her lips and she returned the kiss, pushing her tongue into my mouth.

“I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” she said. I ran my hands through her hair as our tongues continued to dance in each other’s mouths. She kissed my lips then broke away to kiss my ear. That’s when she whispered something to me that almost made me cum in my pants.

“I want you to use me in every way you ever dreamed of. I want to be your little whore.”

With no further encouragement I helped her off with her top and bra and took her tits my hands. I rubbed her nipples between my finger and thumb as we continued kissing. I was surprised a little when her hand dropped to my crotch and she started rubbing the straining bulge in my pants. She then helped me pull my shirt over my head and dropped her face to my stomach kissing her way up my torso. When our lips met again it was with even more passion and her moans became louder and more frequent. My hand lightly brushed her leg and she squirmed pushing her hips forward. I reached under her skirt and touched her silky white panties, feeling the outline of her smooth little pussy lips. I could feel the fabric was getting quite moist. She started to remove her skirt, but I stopped her.

“leave it on.” she nodded and continued caressing my cock through my pants. I reached under her and pulled her damp panties down her legs. She lay back on the bed and I lay beside her, with my hand stroking her sweet little shaved pussy. “I shaved for you,” she said.

“I love it shaved, thank you.” I pressed my finger into her slit and felt her wetness. My finger worked its way into her tight little cunt moving in and out getting nice and wet.

“so you want to be my little whore?”

“oh yes,” she replied between moans.

“will you do anything I ask?”

“anything! I just want you so bad.”

“do you want to suck my cock?”

“god yes!!”

She needed no further prompting and immediately began undoing my belt. I helped a little as I could not wait to have her sweet little mouth wrapped around my dick. She pulled off my pants and underwear together and gripped my rock hard cock in her small hand. I put my hand behind her head and slowly guided her face down to my waiting member. “suck it baby!” I almost fainted when her little red lips parted and swallowed my throbbing cock. She brought her head up slowly letting her mouth drag up my shaft leaving a trail of saliva behind her. As she continued her work I reached back and resumed stroking her slit. When my finger was nice and wet me lightly ran it over her asshole. This made her moan louder and suck harder. “lick my balls, my little whore.”

Her tongue instantly dropped to my hairless sac and she licked it up and down as my finger continued its exploration of her backside. I pushed the tip of my finger into her tight little butt whole and she pushed her hips back onto my hand. “you like my finger in your ass?”

“uh huh,” she managed to say between moans and licks. “I always finger my asshole and pretend it’s your cock.”

She was turning out to be quite adventurous. Not the shy teenager I had expected. I pulled out my finger and lay on the bed. “climb aboard baby, I want to taste your pussy too.” she needed no further encouragement and swung a leg over my face placing her pussy inches away from my eager tongue. I stuck my tongue out and touched her clit teasing it with quick flicks. She lowered herself down and grasped my cock in her hand and began to suck with renewed vigor. My hands grasped her ass as I shoved my tongue deep into her sweet seventeen year old pussy. As we continued our sixty nine I found myself staring up at her crinkled little anus. Remembering her admiration of my finger play back there I pushed her body forward and spread her cheeks. Her mouth was pushed from my dick and she returned her tongue to my balls. I planted soft kisses up her pussy lips and around her little hole. I circled her ass with my tongue getting closer and closer.

“yes,” she moaned. “do it.”

“what does my little whore want?” I asked, even though I knew the answer.

“she wants you to lick her asshole!”

“oh you’re a naughty little slut aren’t you?”

“please do it! I want it so… Ohhhhhhhh!” her pleading was cut short as my tongue tip touched her tight virgin butt hole. My tongue was soon replaced with my lips as I planted a deep kiss on her ass, pushing my tongue up inside her. “oh fuck, that feels so fucking good!” her tongue lapped at my balls and even touched my taint a few times. This drove me crazy and I shoved my tongue harder into her ass penetrating her tight muscular ring. I wanted nothing more than to have my tongue completely up this teen’s asshole! As I kept feeding her butt I reached down and pushed on her head forcing it further down my body. She got the hint when I lifted my hips, and she pressed the top of her head into the bed in effort to reach my ass. Her nimble little tongue traced its way down my taint and ran over my asshole. I moaned and sucked her ass as hard as I could as I felt the tip of her tongue wiggle its way into my butt. The feeling was amazing!

After a few more minutes of ass licking sixty-nining I asked her to get off. She did and I sat up kissing her deeply. I pushed her back onto the bed and lay on top of her in the missionary position. “yes! Fuck me!” I placed the head of my spit covered cock at the entrance to her hairless cunt and pushed gently. “fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she moaned under her breath as I penetrated her moist hole with my throbbing dick. I pushed all the way in until I could feel my balls pressing against her lips. She was so warm and tight it almost made me cum instantly. But I held on and began a slow rhythm of grinding my hips downwards into her young body. All the while she moaned and fingered her clit. Then I asked her. “have you done this before?”

“yes. Yes I did it with my boyfriend a few times.” so there it was. She wasn’t even a virgin. I had missed my chance to deflower her, but I wouldn’t miss anymore chances.

“you have a boyfriend?,” I asked as I pulled out almost all the way and then plunged back into her wet pussy.

“oh fuck!,” she moaned. “yes, we’ve been going out for a month now.”

“does he know that you came here to be my little whore?” she bit her lip in pleasure and increased the strumming on her clit.

“no, and I don’t care. I’m your whore. I’m your ass licking slut!” I couldn’t believe the vulgarity of this young girl, but I was loving every minute of it. In response I started pounding my cock into her cunt a little bit harder.

“did you like licking my ass?”

“oh yes! I could lick your ass for hours. I always fantasized about doing it but I never thought you were into that.”

I started to change from pounding her, to a slow grind to which she was quite responsive.

“what else are you interested in?” I asked. “tell me your dirtiest kinkiest fantasy.”

“I want to be fucked by lots of guys. Passed around like a cheap slut, forced to suck cocks and lick assholes. I want to be fucked in every hole on my body and made to swallow load after load of cum.” her fantasy started to turn me on a little too much and I didn’t want our fun to end so soon, so I slowed down a little and then pulled out.

“bend over!”

Soon she was on her hands and knees with her cute little ass up in the air before me. “fuck my ass!” she hissed over her shoulder. I slipped my cock into her wet pussy to get it nice and slippery then I lubed up her asshole with her own juices. I could feel the anticipation as I placed the head of my swollen cock at the tiny puckered entrance. With one push the head penetrated the tight ring and popped in. She let out a low moan and I knew it was hurting her. Slowly I pushed my hips forward driving my dick deeper into her hole, until my balls were resting on her pout swollen pussy lips. I reached around and started to play with her clit as I let my cock hold its position deep inside her. I started to pull back and I glanced down to see her tight little asshole squeezing my dick like a vice. As I increased the rubbing on her clit she started to shudder. “fuck, yes!” she screamed. “I’m coming!!”

Her whole body tensed up and I felt her ass tighten even more. I began thrusting a little harder, my cock sliding freely in and out of her seventeen year old butt hole. When I felt myself starting to cum I pulled out quickly startling her. “turn around!” I commanded abruptly. She swiveled around and I grasped the back of her hair with one hand and grabbed my cock in the other.

“open your mouth!” her cute little lips parted and I trusted my dick into her open mouth just as I started to cum. With a shudder I fired load after load of hot fluid into the young girl’s waiting mouth. To my pleasure her lips closed around my shaft and she sucked me dry swallowing every drop. Exhausted I fell back on the bed and she fell by my side. We soon fell asleep and woke early in the morning. She said she had to be back to watch her boyfriend’s basketball game so we said our goodbyes and after a long passionate kiss she whispered in my ear: “anytime you want me to be your little whore again just give me a call.” and with that she headed off down the hallway. I watched her as she left, getting one last glimpse at her ass, and then I went inside and sat down at my computer. That was one hour ago. I need some one who can give me what that Sheena had given me. Any girls, ladies, widows, in 18′-40′ age living in Ahmadabad or around with an urge of having sex with me can please feel free to contact me at [email protected] .I shall never be unsatisfying to one such girl or lady who is needs to me. I promises that keep this matter secretly.

Hi friend yeh meri 1 real story he so plzz aapko pasand aaye to aap muje [email protected] per mail kerna plzzzz ithts ok friends meri kahabni start hoti he cousin meanz meri naani massi k nadnad ki poti ki ladki meanz mere mere naani k sister meanz meri naani maassi per shenna k papa & n mere paapa pahle business me partner reh chukle the & padosi b the to. Dono k gahr baju me hi the & so joint familly ki tarah hi the cousin k 2 naam the shital & sheena per me inko pyar se ab sheena kahunga aage ki kahani yeh he meri ek cousin sister hay vo bhi [surat]gujarat me rah ti hay… Hum log join family se hay..uski marrieg hamare parent ki choise hi hua tha lekin 3 saal ki marrieg life ke baad jija ji accident ke vajah se dehant ho gaya. Or joint family ki vajah se mere ssina ke ghar aana jana rahta tha..vo vahame abhi akeli hi rahti hay uski ek beti hay jiski abhi 1.5years ke age hay..jija ji ka dehant ke baad ssina ne deside kiya ke vo dusri saadi nahi kare gi esi hi life bitayegi. Or uske sas or sasur ka bhi dehant ho chuka hay or uski do nannd thi uski sadi ho gai hay.. Baat us din ki hay jab me uske ghar gaya tha mene socha chalo me shina ko bhi milke aau coz vo abhi akeli hay or unko abhi hamare sahare ki jarurat hay..

To last october ko me gaya that tabhi me sheena ke ghar gaya saamko or sari bate hui..kafi dino ke baad hum log mile the to bahot sari baate hui..fir ratko 8 baje hum logo ne sath me dnnr liya..or fir uski doughter ko nind aa rahi thi to vo so gai or hum dono ne kafi sare baate karte rahe.. Raat ko 12 baje tak baat hone tak fir hum log sone ki tyari karne lage to sheetal ne muje kaha ke hum log flour pe hi so jayenge..or is time uske dil me bhi kuchh nahi tha or mere dil me bhi kuch nahi tha mene kaha chalega. Jab hum log so gaye to vo bhi mere paas me hi soyi thi pata nahi ninnd me mera per mene uus pe rakh diya..vo bhi nind me thi hum log ek dam pass chipak ke soye the..tabhi pata nahi mera unke chhune ke baad mere dil me jara sa bijli jaisa current aa gaya. Fir mere dimag me sirf sex ki hi baate hi gujne lagi…fir vo to real nind me thi lekin mera dimag sirf sex kelie soch raha tha…tabhi mene jaan bujke mera haath uske boob pe rakh diya to vo to nind me thi lekin ye sab ho kar me sex me pagal ho gaya tha..mera haath unke boobs per that unki or koi reply nathi tha to me unke boobs ko mere hath se dabana suru kiya or unko mere paas khich liya..or hug karne laga. Light band thi or me usko meri baho me leke hug kar raha tha or boobs ko daba raha tha lekin pata nahi vo janti thi per lekin mere ko vo spot kar rahi thi..

Ye dekh ke mene mera haat uske peticoat ki taraf badaya or ahista ahista uske peticoat me daal diya or uski chut pe ghumane laga to me heran ho gaya ek dam clean saved uski chut thi or mene meri ungli uski chut me daal ke adar bahar karne laga to vo kafi hot gai or jab muje laga ke abhi koi problem nahi hay to mene uske peticoat ki rassi khol di or peticot nikal diya..or mene uske haath ko pakad ke mere lund ko uske hath me thama diya. Vo mere lund ko hilane lagi to me samaj gaya ke vo bhi raji hay to mene kuchh der me hi me uske upper so gaya lekin herani ki baat ye hay ki ye sab hote hote hamari kucch bhi baat nahi hui…or me andher me uske uper chad gaya me bhi kuchh bol nahi paa raha tha..me tray kar raha tha uski chut me ghusnane ko lekin jaa nahi raha tha to tab mene mera cock uske haath me thama diya or bola tum dalo. Usne apni chut me mere cock ko daad diya or fir to kya kahu ek jawan or bhukhi chut ko kya chahie? Mene jor se usko chodna chalu kia to vo bhi muje sath de rahi thi.

Or me jor se chod raha that lekin me bahot hi jaldo refresh ho gaya or muje thoda tension bhi ho gaya ke mera juice uski chut me daadl to diya lekin vo pregnet naa ho jaye to achha hay fir hum log ese hi so rahe the to pata nahi ,uski sex ki bhukh kafi thi to unhone muje puchha or ek baar karo na.mene kaha ok tum mere lund ko hard karo to vo bolui me kaisa hard karu? Me ne kaha tum muhme lo or suck karo to vo boli mene kabhi muhme nahi liya hay or agar me muhme lungi to muje vermit ho jayegi..lekin faki kuchh samjane ke baat usne mere cock suck karna chalu kiaya or vapas me hard ho gaya. Us raat mene uske sath karib 4 time sex kiya lekin usne aaj tak mere sath baat nahi ki hay vo sex ke baare me or saari raat bigar baat ke hi me usko chodte raha. Or in mrng usne kaha ke tum bahot strong ho..tumne muje bahot santosh diya. E sirf ek hi raat me hua tha or aaj din tak mene vapas kabhi bhi unko nahi choda hay or usne muje ek baar phone kiya tha or sirf itna hi boli thi ke u r a good in activity.. Ye meri real story hay pls me apko mere naam or ata pata nahi bata sakta us ke lie sorry my e mail id is uper diya he thanks friend.

The following is a true account written by a friend of mine in Calcutta. Read it and enjoy. In a few earlier narratives I have described a couple of erotic sessions with my former girlfriend Roma. Today, I shall describe some extremely satisfying sexual sessions with my present girlfriend Sharmila. Sharmila, 37, a probashi divorcee from New Delhi, is a management executive working for a National News Channel and she is currently on a three year assignment in its Kolkata office. We met first at the house-warming party of Atanu, an old school friend of mine. Sharmila had dropped a hint to Joyita, Atanu’s wife that she was looking for a ‘cool’ relationship with someone with ‘brains’. Joyita had hinted to Sharmila that I could be the one she was looking for. Armed with this knowledge I wooed her during the party and we hit off pretty nicely. She had was wearing a tank-top T-shirt that accentuated her impressive boobs and whenever she bent down one could get tantalizing glimpses of her deep cleavage.

I could see the outlines of her nipples jutting out on her lacy bra. She was also wearing a loose skirt and as I was often sitting in front of her I got some snapshots of her white lacy panties and her fleshy inner thighs. All this skin show gave me a pretty good idea that the lady was ripe to be plucked. While coming back from the party we played footsie in the taxi – we both knew that our bodies were inflamed with passion but somehow both felt inhabited and nothing happened. Needless to say, when I returned home I jerked off in my room thinking of Sharmila’s full breasts and wide hips how pleasurable would be fondle them and make her scream in delight with love-nips on her long fleshy nipples. Next Sunday, Sharmila invited me for lunch to her apartment. She told me that she had asked Joyita and Atanu also but due to some complications with Joyita’s mum’s health they would not be able to make it to the party. I knew this was lie as I had spoken to Atanu pretty late the previous night and he had not mentioned any such problems. I understood Sharmila was trying to create an alibi but I played along and told her that I would be at her place around one in the afternoon.

I reached her place and rang the bell which chimed softly. Sharmila, opened the door, she was wearing a white cotton sarong and a t-shirt that fitted her pretty snugly thus accentuating her large round boobs. I entered her apartment; her drawing room was tastefully decorated with cane and bamboo furniture. I settled down on the sofa and Sharmila sat down beside me in a bamboo easy chair. I handed her the bouquet of flowers I had bought for her and she was genuinely pleased. As she bent down to keep the bouquet on the side table her cleavage got exposed through the open buttons of the t-shirt and I observed that she was not wearing a brassiere. I liked what I saw, her breasts were firm and even without the bindings of a brassiere they did not sag. I visualized my self sucking those large melons; our eyes met, she smiled and I realized the game of seduction was on. Sharmila said that she had ordered a lunch of pizza, salad and deserts from the local Dominoe’s joint as she felt too lazy to cook on Sundays her only full holiday in the week – she really had a hectic schedule in her office. Sharmila brought out a bottle of Smirnoff vodka from her refrigerator and mixed two glasses of vodka with orange juice. We clicked glasses and started sipping the drinks…

Dear reader, by now you must have realized that after a few drinks and chat the inevitable happened. One thing led to another and after the lunch (pizza, salads, ice-creams and of course more Vodka) we started feeling out each other with gentle kisses. Sharmila parted her mouth; our tongues met and played fondled our bodies. Pretty soon Sharmila was out of her t-shirt, thrusting her dangling melons with their large dark-brown areolas and pointed nipples into my hungry mouth. The culmination of the game ended in us screwing in the classic missionary position – I had carried a pack of condoms in anticipation and had slipped them on at an opportune moment. As is generally the case with most first-time sexual encounters, the sex act was a bit hurried, a bit tension filled – we were still strangers emotionally and we still had a lot left to explore our erogenous zones, erotic preferences and fetishes. Our act was a result of sexual hunger and it failed to reach the heights of pleasure. But, as we lay caressing each other playfully after the climax both Sharmila and I recognized that it was a promising beginning. Running my fingers over her I observed that although Sharmila had shaved off the hairs on her armpits her vagina was covered by a layer of thick, furry pubic hair – as she lay on her pink bed sheet with her legs wide open the contrast of her shiny black pubic hair and her milky white skin promised bountiful unknown pleasures. I buried my mouth in her dense jungle , my lips snaked through her soft fur and found her moist opening I parted the lips of heaven and started to caress her moist softness; Sharmila started to tremble with delight the second episode of our sexual odyssey was about to begin.

Since that significant Sunday, Sharmila and I have been making love regularly especially on Sundays. The more we have made love, the more we have learnt about each other’s bodies and secret desires. Sutapa has been a divorcee for the last seven years. In those years she had had liaisons with a couple of New Delhi based males one of whom was a pretty big politician (whose name I shall not reveal for obvious reasons). But, as she told me one day after a round of vigorous sex, both of those affairs had left her sexually unsatisfied. North Indian males she felt, were self-centered macho characters and lack the technique and patience to satisfy their female partners. In me, she felt she had found out somebody who was willing to explore her body fully and provide her with the pleasures of sex she had longed for. Obviously, my own male ego felt immensely inflated hearing this – but in order to carry out the theme further I climbed out of the bed and bended down on my knees at her feet. In a mock humble tone I declared –“O Sultana Sharmila! I am your humble slave. My only wish is to satisfy all your carnal dreams.” Sharmila started to laugh hilariously; she also got up from the bed and stood in front of my prostate form. She put a leg on my chest and gently pushed me back – I got the hint and lay down with my back on the floor carpet. Sharmila placed a foot on my chest and stood naked over me – she pulled of her hair-band and her luxurious hair came cascading down. We were like the replica of the Kali-Shiva idol – the only difference was Sharmila’s has a milky white complexion. Sharmila’s hairy pussy was just over me and from my low angle her boobs looked larger and more bouncy.

Sharmila pinned me down with one foot while with her other she began to fondle my semi-flaccid penis. She caught my dick in the gap between her big toe and the next finger and started to massage my penis with some rough strokes. It was a bit painful but also pretty pleasurable and I could feel that the kink of the dominant posture added to Sharmila’s enjoyment. I played along passively and soon my cock grew big and slipped out of the gap. Sharmila continued her rough massages on my cock; I put my hand on her pussy and began to stroke her mound gently. Sharmila parted her legs and pushed couple of my fingers inside her crack. I felt she was in need of some rough stuff; I explored her cavity and found out her clitoris and began to work on it with vigor. A shiver went through her body and she gave a scream of delight. She lifted her foot off my chest and I got up from the floor while continuing the massage on her clit. Sutapa grabbed my penis again and she out of the blue rolled back my foreskin as far back as possible.

I yelled at the sudden pain but Sharmila laughed and said, “Sultana forbids her slave to cry in pain.” She then pushed me back on the bed and squatted over me with her ass hanging over my face, her hairy cunt just within the reach of my mouth. She bent down and started to lick my dick-head and the ultra-sensitive pink skin that had been exposed when she had pulled back my foreskin. Her nips and licks on my penis were a bit painful and my body quivered in exquisite pleasure each time her flicked my penis-skin. I pushed a couple of fingers inside her cunt, found out her clitoris and again started to rub it energetically. I increased my tempo and Sharmila put my penis inside her mouth taking care that my foreskin remained rolled back. Never had my foreskin been pushed back so much and once it was inside her mouth, her sucking actions on my penis created a sensation of pure bliss. I continued my work on her clitoris; Sharmila moaned in joy and started to grind her cunt over my fingers so that they went further inside her vaginal passage. I pushed in another finger- it was a bit tight at first but after a little push my three fingers fitted snugly inside her. As my fingers worked on her pussy she almost sat on my face, her pubic hairs were on my mouth and I began to lick her at the same time. Sharmila shivered and sucked my dick more vigorously; her salty pussy juices flooded my mouth and I also started to lick her ass-crack which was also covered by soft fur. The moment I started to lick her anus an electric shock ran down her body – I understood I had discovered one of her erogenous spots and I gave more attention to it. I parted her buttocks a bit more, put my face inside and began a rough rim job on her sweaty asshole. She put more pressure on me – we were now in the typical 69 position and I could feel she was immensely enjoying her posture of dominance. Meanwhile, Sharmila’s licks on my penis were having their effect and I almost felt like shooting my load.

I was in the mood to continue longer; I hinted that she should stop her actions – Sharmila got the hint, she let go of my organ, laid down over me and put my organ between her soft large breasts caressed it gently. I pushed my fingers deeper inside her and stroked her clitoris roughly. Sharmila moaned in joy and in a voice choking with pleasure she declared, “Aami tomar shob rosh chushe nebo!” (I shall suck off all your juices). She grabbed my throbbing dick once more and put it inside her mouth. She pressed harder on me, I took my fingers out of her cunt; I parted her pussy lips as wide as possible, buried my face inside her pubis and snaked my lips inside her vagina tickling her sensitive and quivering clitoris while she sucked me with renewed enthusiasm. Soon we were both at the point of climaxing – Sharmila was thrashing on my face pretty wildly and then suddenly her body got tensed for a moment … she let out a small scream and her pussy throbbed violently flooding my mouth with her juices – she quivered in delight and came with a bang. Almost simultaneously my penis couldn’t take it any more; I exploded inside her mouth and I felt as if the last drops of my semen were flooding into her mouth. But Sharmila had no intention to leave my penis as yet; she continued to suck my dick which was beginning to lose its hardness. I understood that she was gulping down my love potion. This realization was a great ego booster for me and I gently kissed her pussy which was hanging over my face. Sharmila’s body was now relaxing and she was now resting on my body. I massaged her pubic mound gently, my fingers playing with her pubic fuzz and gently rubbing her nipples and areolas. My penis lost all its hardness inside her mouth but Sharmila kept on sucking it – it was an exquisite pleasure – my soft penis felt great inside her moist, greedy mouth. We were happy and relaxed and we lay on the bed still in the 69 position caressing each other and murmuring sweet nothings …

Making love in the 69 position with Sharmila vigorously thrusting her hairy pussy over my face has been one of our favorite love-making postures. We’ve introduced little kinks to spice it up. Rolling back the foreskin to its limit is a Sharmila specialty. She confessed, one day, that she had discovered the pleasures it could generate in a man accidentally with while making love with her former husband early in their marriage. She told me her hubby was a not very adventurous at all in matters of sexual games and he never liked it. She was happy that I enjoyed the act a lot and even now when we make love she often rolls the foreskin back and lets her tongue fly over the highly sensitive skin sending tingles of wonderful delight all over my body. One day, she playfully smeared milk-chocolate over my penis and sucked me dry. I inserted the other half of the chocolate bar inside her bushy cunt, using it as a sort of dildo until it turned gooey. Then I licked her inner pussy hard. The combination of sweet chocolate and her salty vaginal secretions tasted like divine nectar; Sharmila – when she sucks my dick is wont to swallow the entire load – also told me she savored the taste of my semen mixed with chocolate and we have named this potent mixture our “Red Bull”- after the Austrian hi-energy drink that is a rage nowadays! Dear reader, I do recommend this kink – in lieu of chocolate you may also use honey – it sure will brighten up your love-making act; you and your partner shall be transported to a world of heavenly delights… (Atanu, my friend, has told me his wife Joyita loves to dip his cock in whisky and then give it a suck. I tried this once with Sharmila. I found that whisky produced a strong burning sensation on my dick-head and did not enjoy it at all.)

At this me point of time let me clarify that I don’t love Sharmila and I believe she doesn’t love me either. It’s true we enjoy each others company, we go to movies together and have intelligent conversation on various topics and issues but amour in the classical, romantic sense of the term is not the operative feeling in our relationship – marriage is the last thing on our minds. Lust – that primordial passion which makes human beings the most unique of all species on the planet – is the key emotion here. I am of the opinion that the term ‘bestial passion’ has no meaning at all! Dear reader, animals copulate for mere procreation, there is no element of pleasure involved in the union of animals. It is only we humans that have the capacity to distinguish between sex as procreation and sex as an act of enjoyment – an act to free our minds from taboos and inhibitions bred by social conditioning. The bond that binds me with Sharmila is carnal lust – a liaison that goes beyond the cock-pussy level and explores our deepest, darkest erotic selves and desires. This perhaps is the impetus that has induced us to experiment with postures, perversions and our physical bodies to the maximum. Sharmila’s mobile phone, which is equipped with a good quality camera, has become our favorite sex-toy. Often, we click pornographic pictures of each other in various stages of undress – sometimes we’ve set the camera on the auto-mode and posed together fondling our private parts. We get enormous kicks in viewing those naked pictures of ours. I love to deck her up in a sari and then make her pose in various erotic stances. She has snapped me pissing and also with a thin green bean stuck up my asshole!

We are yet to perform anal sex and play water sports. Speaking of water sports, one day when Sharmila had climaxed sitting on my face; she lost control and a few drops of her warm and salty piddle had seeped through. I was great joy and lapped her piss eagerly encouraging her to empty her bladder on me – but she had felt quite embarrassed and I did not pursue it further. I’ve fucked her in doggy style, massaging her breasts with heavy strokes and just before climaxing pulled of the condom and poured semen deep into the crevice between her fleshy buttocks. I’ve then licked up the semen and kissed her – we’ve exchanged the mix of semen and saliva between our kisses and slowly lapped up the juice. She has put semen over my nipples and then licked it off giving little nips on my nipples. Sharing my semen and her pussy juice is a grand erotic experience indeed.

I shall conclude this narrative with my Sultana of sex by describing a Sunday lovemaking session which we’ve fondly nicknamed as our ‘phool-shojya’ (Suhaag raat). Once again it was Sharmila who had taken the initiative to conjure up that wonderful session of carnal union. I remember it was a nice cool December afternoon and while walking down to her apartment from the bus-stop I saw a beautiful bouquet of seasonal flowers at the floral boutique just a few yards from her apartment. Knowing her liking for flowers I bought the bouquet. I entered her flat keeping it hidden behind my back and as she closed the door and knelt down, kissed her hand and gave her the bouquet saying, “O Sultana! Grant your slave the honor of showering you with this humble offering.” Sharmila giggled and embraced me giving me a deep kiss. She peeled off the plastic and placed the flowers on a crystal vase. We sat down on the sofa and chatted. After sometime I lit up a fat joint loaded with some good hash. We smoked the joint with relaxed puffs. I picked up a crimson salvia bloom from the vase and gently caressed her lips with it. I ran the flower over her cleavage and she gave me little peck on lips and ran flicked her tongue on my ear. I wanted to give her a deeper kiss but suddenly she pushed me back and got up from the sofa. I was taken aback a bit but before I could react she picked up the flowers from the vase and moved in the direction of her bedroom. I got up to follow but she told me with a hint of a sly grin, “Chhup kore ektu boshe thako. Ami daakle pore tumi e ghore dhuko.” (Sit back and relax! Enter the bedroom only when I call you.). Saying this she closed the bedroom door leaving me all alone in the drawing room. I had no option but to cool off, I switched on the TV, found out a sports channel and watched my favorite soccer team Arsenal play a match against Everton FC.

Though the match was pretty exciting I could hardly concentrate on the action; for obvious reasons I wondered about Sharmila in the bedroom. I lit up a cigarette and waited. After what seemed like ages I finished my smoke, stubbed the butt in the ashtray and glanced at my watch. About twenty minutes had passed by but still there was no sign of my Sultana. I tiptoed up to the bedroom door and placed my ears on the wood. All I could hear were a few faint tinkles but I could make no sense. I waited for a while trying to detect a few more clues – heard a rustling sound – but understood nothing. Disappointed but extremely curious I got back to the drawing room. I was sure she was conjuring up some games and waited in anticipation. A few minutes later Sharmila peeped through the door and asked me to enter the bedroom after thirty seconds. I got up from the divan and switched off the TV and went towards the bedroom. The door was slightly ajar; I pushed the door open a little more and stepped inside. A gorgeous sight greeted my eyes and took my breath away…

Sharmila’s bedroom was lit by the dim light of her bed-side table lamp. The air was filled with the gentle aroma of her expensive Nina Ricci perfume. Sharmila had spread an elegant Kashmiri bedcover and strewn the flowers I had brought earlier on it. And in the middle of the bed sat my Sultana clad in a red Banarasi silk sari, decked in all her gold jewelry with the pallu drawn over her hair partially covering her face. She looked beautiful and vulnerable; the air was heavy with eroticism. I sat down on the bed, and slowly lifted the pallu from her face. Sharmila was wearing a large diamond nauth and a tikli. I picked up a flower and gently ran it over her face while she sat demurely. I kissed tenderly on her eyes, face and lips. She flicked out her tongue and licked my lips. I embraced her softly and played with her earrings. Her silk Banarasi sari slipped down and exposed her two gorgeous globules – she was not wearing any blouse or a bra. Instead, she wore a heavy gold necklace that fell down on her breasts; she was also wearing a gold band on her upper arm, sets of heavy old-style bracelets and small nupurs on her ankles.

The most wonderful piece of all was a gold chain wrapped around her waist which had a small diamond covering her navel. Sharmila could see the wonder in my eyes and in between our kisses she murmured, “Ei goyna gulo paribarik sampotti. Special occasion-e aamar porte khub bhalo laage.” (These ornaments are family heirlooms. I love wearing them on special occasions.). I went down and started kissing her feet. Sharmila stretched out on the bed, I lifted the sari and noticed she was not wearing a chemise either. I kissed her calf and started licking her fleshy inner thighs. Sharmila hitched her sari further up and grabbing my hair directed me to her pussy. I lapped her thick pussy lips and flicked my tongue on her crack. I took one of her boobs in my hand, gave soft pinches on her nipple and massaged the soft under-portions of her breasts. Sharmila purred in delight and impatiently tugged at my shirt. I stopped my caresses for a moment and divested myself of my shirt and vests and lay down on her smothering her with a deep kiss. We embraced tightly and rubbed our bodies in unison. The smooth texture of the red silk sari felt good on my skin and the tinkling sounds of her gold ornaments created a delightful music. Sharmila took one of my nipples in her mouth and nibbled at it. I lifted up her arms and buried my mouth on her hairy armpits which were perfumed by the Nina Ricci scent. I licked those furs of her, caught a few of them in my teeth and pulled them with a little force.

Sharmila grimaced in pain but I rubbed her armpit with a little more pressure and she began to enjoy the massage. As we played with our bodies Sharmila opened up the zipper of my jeans and started to pet my dick over my undies. I knew this was signal from her to hot up the actions and so go out my jeans. Sharmila wanted to pull of my undies also but I signaled patience and placed my palm on her pussy and massaged it. I inserted a finger inside her crack and rubbed her delicate nether regions which started to get moist and relaxed. I put one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked slowly increasing the tempo. I could feel the nipple tightening up with but continued actions. Meanwhile Sharmila pulled down by jocks and started to caress my penis and scrotum. She put her inside my partition of buttocks and massaged the tender skin on my anus. My penis responded to her attention and grew big and so discarded the jocks and threw it on the floor.

I was totally naked now. Sharmila too threw off her Banarasi sari. I was not very keen to strip off her sari so soon and requested her to put it on again. She responded by putting on the sari again but in a different manner. She folded the sari to shorter length and wore it in such a manner that it was hitched up over her knees and she draped the aanchal tightly over her upper part binding her mammary glands with it. She was now wearing the sari in the manner of Santhali tribal women – and this style complimented her gold ornaments to the hilt. I picked up her cell phone and began to click her photos. Sharmila co-operated and struck up various poses; she exposed one of her boobs laid down on the bed parting her thighs exposing her inner thighs she covered her vagina with some yellow chrysanthemums undraped herself off her sari and posed decked only in her jewelry I snapped away Sharmila took the camera from me, I was now on the bed posing. She tickled my cock with a flower and sucked it to make it hard once more. She covered my pubic region with some flowers and clicked a few close-ups. I caught her in my arms, pulled her back to the bed and kissed her heavily on her navel. She massaged my dick more forcefully now. I sucked her nipples, massaged her face and covered her with heavy wet kisses. I found out her crack and inserted a finger between and lips and found my way to her clitoris. My finger played on her organ and she trembled in joy and moaned softly. I massaged her with more speed and her juices bean to flow… I took out the finger and inserted another one to continue the caresses on her clit while I took my wet finger to her mouth – Sharmila put the wet finger inside and sucked her own pussy juices.

She rolled over to one side and took my penis inside her mouth but her position hindered my action on her vagina and realizing this she climbed over me with her pussy and ass hanging over my face. I knew by this time this was one my Sultana’s favorite postures – this posture was conducive for me to finger and lick both her cunt and her anus and she could also easily play with my penis and balls. I put two fingers inside her pussy while I parted her buttocks and put my little finger inside her rectal opening. The ass-hole was pretty tight and Sharmila shivered in pain the moment my finger entered a little. I knew this would be a bit painful as we had not put any cream or jelly but I continued my attempt to push more of the finger inside; Sharmila was game for it; she parted her buttocks to her limits and pressed down on my finger; almost 2/3rd of my little finger went inside her asshole; she let out an yell of pain and joy. My finger felt clamped inside her anus but I began to rotate it gently and slowly moved it up and down her anal passage. I also quickened the pace of her clit massage – the simultaneous work on her clit and anus drove Sharmila wild. She let go of my penis and began to move her body in a rhythmic tempo thus accentuating the movements of my fingers. Her hair knot came untied and her silky black hair cascaded down on her fair shoulders. I bent my knees and rubbed my thighs on her breasts. Her vagina began to drip with her love-juices; I lapped them forcefully while I put more pressure on her anus. Sharmila played with my cock. Her eyes were shut, her entire body was being wrecked with spasms of pleasure and she murmured in a choking voice, “Aaro jore! Aaro jore ghosho!” (Harder! Rub it in harder!).

I could feel her anal muscles relaxing and pushed my little finger deeper. This was a new experience for me – never had I explored the anus of a woman in such depth and I realized the pleasure she derived from it was truly ethereal. I stroked her with more force and she responded by taking the tip of my penis in her lips and licking the pre-cum juices. I almost climaxed but I quickly took my dick away to give it a rest and put more pressure on her clitoris. Sharmila let out another yell of joy and moved her body in synch with my strokes. Her screams grew louder, she began to gasp and take in large breaths and then all of a sudden she tensed up and then she was under the throes of a series of multiple spasms – her pussy and anal muscles throbbed and a stream of juices oozed out her vagina. I continued to rub her and enjoy her body going soft. I took out my finger from her anus and squeezed her breasts. Sharmila relaxed and slumped over me but I kept on massaging her pussy. She was feeling good and with a sweet grin on her face she told me,”Eesh! Aami boddo swarthoppor. Kemon eka-eka moja korlam! Ebar tomake ektu shukh di.” (It’s very selfish of me to get my own pleasure only. I must please now.)…

We changed our posture and while doing so I took out the packet of condoms from my trousers which were lying on the floor. Sharmila caught my hand and took away the condoms from me saying,”Aaj oshob thak. Aaj tomake puro feel korte chai.” (No condoms please. Today I want to feel you deep inside.). I had no options but to agree to her whims. Sharmila climbed over me and sat on my thighs facing me. Her gold ornaments glittered in the half-light of her bed-side lamp the diamond in her nauth occasionally caught a ray of light and twinkled like a star. Her ornaments especially the nupurs on her ankles made sweet music – decked in heavy jewelry, her hair flowing wild, her body smelling of perfume and sweat Sharmila at that moment was an object of pure fantasy. I drank her beauty with my eyes and caressed her breasts and tummy. She responded by giving me a passionate kiss and ran her fingers over my chest tugging my nipples and the hairs around it. I put one of her melons in mouth – post orgasm her body was now very soft and pliable – and chewed her nipples gently. I propped a couple of pillows behind my back and assumed a slightly more erect posture. Sharmila parted her legs and placed her pussy over my dick and rubbed it. My penis got in touch with her pubic hairs and the sensation was quite nice for sure. I pulled Sharmila closer, lifted one of her arms and kissed the hairs on her armpits once more and then we kissed passionately once more letting our tongue explore our sensitive oral zones. I hugged her soft flesh tight and nibbled her ears. Sharmila now grabbed my penis and guided the bone into her cunt. She then pressed down hard and slowly began to ride me.

I lay back keeping my lower body as loose as possible letting Sharmila take all the initiative. She increased her tempo and my dick tingled inside her warm, moist hole which fitted my bone perfectly. But she was a bit spent by her momentous climax earlier and after a few energetic thrusts she began to slow down… she now moved at a slower pace, her thrusts were now deeper, she kept pressed down on me for longer periods. My unsheathed foreskin rubbed against her soft inner linings and it was extremely delightful. I buried my face in between her breasts murmuring,”Aamar Lokkhi Bou! Aamar shona-moni Bou!” (My darling! My sweet wife!). Sharmila gave a dreamy smile and smothered me down with her breasts making it difficult for me to breathe properly. She started to move wildly over my penis twisting her body with each thrust. I hugged her with more force and put counter-pressure to her intense pelvic thrusts. We began to groan in satisfaction, our bodies shivered and we thrashed about madly. Sharmila’s pussy began to moisten up again and I sensed I would not be able hold back any longer. I grabbed her with all my strength and gave one last shove inside her vagina.

My body tensed up and then I could almost feel the gush of semen escaping out of scrotum, navigating their away through my penis and then bursting deep inside my Sultana’s cunt. I continued my thrusts and spurted a couple of more times. Sharmila sensed my climax and eased up on her thrusts. I kept my dick inside her thrusting her with lesser force; we were in a deep embrace and locked our lips in a long lazy kiss. Sharmila slipped out my semi-hard penis from her pussy and slid down my body and put my penis in her mouth gently sucking of the semen that was dribbling out. My throbbing dick got smaller, softer in her mouth but she continued sucking it like a piece of chocolate. I relaxed on the pillow and lit up a cigarette. Sharmila lay down on my side and we stroked each other lightly exchanging little smooches. I looked down and observed some of my semen dribbling out of her vagina; a few drops that had fallen on her pubic hairs glistened in that dark jungle. I bent down and kissed her deeply on her pubic mound and lapped up some of my own juice in my mouth. I parted her lips wit my fingers and kissed her deeply pouring the semen into her, she lapped up the mixture from my tongue and swallowed it down. I gave her another kiss and we lay side by side. Sharmila got her mobile phone from the bedside table and we began to look at the erotic pictures we had clicked earlier I caressed her with a flower.

Dear reader, I thus conclude this installment of sexual proclivities with my Sultana. I hope you have enjoyed the tales of the games of flesh we have played together. I must confess that in Sharmila I’ve found out a woman who is willing to explore the limitless possibilities of the act of sexual union. I admire her free mind, her boldness, her capacity to experiment and her attitude to both give and take pleasure from the interplay of sensitive organs and secret desires. Once again my sincere thanks to you for your patience, your understanding and your empathies. I do hope the paean to libido Sharmila and I have composed bring a little sunshine in the games you and your partner play together. If that happens, dear reader, I can assure you I would be overjoyed… Feedbacks on [email protected] and [email protected].

Hello ISS readers! I am back with another real story. This time I seduced a widow and fucked her. It was an amazing experience to seduce her in a rainy night. Now let me write out the details of arousing her. When I was around 18 years, I developed a penchant to get involved in sex especially with married girls. I used to read out sex-magazines, watch blue-films that multiplied my huger. When I reached the peak, I started to imagine about women. Whenever I saw a women passing by me or going along the street, I started to think how it would be if I get her nude completely in front of me, how she would look like without bra and panty, how she would react if finger her pussy and bang her asshole, what the pose could be she would like. I usually made wet my bed-sheet with my cum because of regular masturbation. I started to search a woman to taste the pleasure of real sex as it had become inevitable for me. I really required a live body of opposite sex to play with. At last, I got my prey to play prank with.

We (our family) had a Bengali neighbor just 3 houses far to our doorstep. There were only seven members left in their family. Romesh was the 2nd son of the family and was my friend. I had never visited his place though he used to come frequently to me in relation to studies. One day he came to me and placed a proposal to teach his nephew who was in 1st standard. I immediately agreed to his proposal and asked when I had to start. He simply said to start the very next day if I wished. And it was the turning point of the chapter when I called him on. When I stepped into their house, Romesh greeted me with a firm hug and requested me to sit on the sofa. When I looked around the drawing room, I stood spellbound. Everything (the furniture, the paintings, the TV) was arranged artistically. I enquired Romesh about that and he told me, “The credit completely goes to his Bhabhi.” After initial talks, I requested him to call his nephew. He asked his bhabhi to come with the kid and ordered some snacks. When his bhabhi came to us with the kid, I could hardly avoid staring at her ignoring the presence of Romesh. I thought if there could be angels like her on this earth. Her feature was her breast and ass, just tight and hard with a figure of 38C-30-40. She was really gifted with a pair of inviting breasts and tempting ass. In addition, she had pink lips, black wide open eyes, black long soft & silky hair, a round large deep cut naval and a milky white physique with a height of nearly 5.6”. She was really a walking sex bomb. I came to earth when Romesh introduced me to his Bhabhi and nephew. He also told me that she was the widow of his elder brother Somesh who died in a car accident. He also added that she was working as head clerk in his brother’s office. On the other hand, little did I pay attention to his words? I was concentrating on her face and watching her pointed nipples that headed out through her black blouse. I was also getting the glimpse of red lacy bra inside her blouse. She was looking beautiful in saree. But she was watching me surprisingly as I was stranger to her. I came to know from Romesh that she was around 26 years. I thought how god could be merciless to her. She became a widow at an early age. I felt pity for and sympathized with her.

I visited her regularly the next day onwards to teach her kid. She used to bring snacks and a cup of tea for me when I was teaching. I was actually going to her to see her. I developed weakness for her though I used to call her Somrita bhabhi. Gradually we started talking to each other in relation to her kid’s improvement and within a short span of time we became so close that I passed comments to her openly in presence of her family members. We usually shared our problems and tried to find out a solution. I even sometimes shared sex jokes to which she responded with a gentle smile. While regular conversation, I generally touched her hand, tickled her or even pinched her round ass. Moreover I watched her half seeing silky & shining stiff boobs through her lower cut jumper. She never objected it and usually walked away with a giggle. I knew that it was green signal for me. But hardly did I dare to express my feelings to her.

One evening I went to teach the kid. But I found nobody inside. I surprised. But I realized there was someone in Somrita bhabhi’s bedroom watching the shadow on the floor. I approached to the door. I found the door was shut but not latched. I slowly pushed it and looked for her, without making any sound. I was about to enter her bedroom, the door was open and she was dressing. Her back was towards me and she was removing the towel wrapped around her breast. I saw the black straps of her bra from the exposed shoulders and thighs were shinning since she had come from a shower. I had never seen a woman so close that to half naked. She threw the towel on the bed. I was shocked at the scene; she was wearing a blackish green cotton panty, which covered most part of her ass and a black bra. My cock was hard as I started rubbing my cock. She was busy in her dressing, she applied some powder to her armpits, to her inner thighs and started to put on a black blouse and matching petticoat. Everything looked dark to me and I couldn’t control myself. I returned home and shoot out a heavy load of cum in the bathroom because of sudden rush of adrenaline to my brain through the veins. I thought I must trap her as soon as possible to quench my thirst for sex. One day when I went there to take tuition for her kid, she was preparing food. I simply gave the kid some math to work out and moved straight into the kitchen. I greeted her with a smile and stood behind her. Being unaware of my intention, she was busy preparing dishes. I looked at her fetish ass and fantastic boobs from side view and retained a tremendous erection. I gathered courage and all on a sudden clutched her big shapely boobs over her blouse and rubbed my hard shaft over her ass. She immediately turned around and resisted me. She told with a giggle that she was my bhabhi, not my girlfriend. She also added not to do such things when her in-laws were present. I got the signal and waited for the moment to fuck her.

One evening, I was returning from a near by town and there was a heavy shower of rain going on accompanied with thunder and lightening. I reached the bus-stop with difficulty. Fortunately I found Somrita bhabhi there. She was also waiting for the bus. But there was hardly any bus passing by. Even there was none at the bus stop. We were completely drenched. It was almost 9 p.m. I went near her and started talking to her. As she was wet, I could see her boobs being captured in the sexy black lacy bra and her ass in the red panty. The folds of her saree were completely scattered. I looked around to confirm anybody present in the vicinity. But oops! There was none. I surrounded her waist by my arms firmly and kissed her neckline standing behind her with my erect penis bulging out of jeans and touching her asses. She suddenly gasped out,”Ohhhh… Ravi!” I moved my hands upwards via her soft belly and paused at her big mounds. I clutched them and started pressing them so hard that she yelled out,”Oh No! Slow, slowly. Oouch! Ooooooh… aaaaahhhh… shhhhhhhhhhhh… Oyee maaaaaaaaaa…” Meanwhile I was busy kissing her earlobes, shoulders, cheeks and the neckline. We were on fire though it was raining heavily. Her hands were pressing hard my palms against her boobs. I made her lean against a tree and moved my hands over her to and fro in excitement. I stretched out my hands as far as possible and caressed her. I could feel the outline of her panty and bra with my finger tips. I continued kissing and kneading her breasts with equally round butts until we were interrupted by the headlight of the bus approaching us. Both of us broke off kissing and caressing each other and got up into the bus. In the bus we sat besides each other on one seat. As it was raining, the bus was not crowd. She opened the zip of my jean, slid her hand into it and started playing with my boxer all possible ways whereas I rubbed fingers over pussy over her saree.

When I reached home, I followed her like a faithful dog and stepped into her drawing room. Everybody was fast asleep except us. I hugged her tightly right on that spot and kissed her lips passionately. Then I sat on the floor on my knees and went inside her petticoat to have the smell of her sweet pussy. I lifted her petticoat over her milky white thighs and soon had a view of her beautiful wet pussy. She spread her thighs apart and I buried my nose in her crotch and she smelt really great. I started licking her inner thighs, slowly moving upward to her outer pussy lips and separated them with my fingers. She took deep breaths continuously. She was very wet inside and her pussy syrup was leaking down towards her ass. I quickly licked her juice and it tasted somewhat salty. I inhaled the smell for five minutes with rubbing my face on her inner part and it was intoxicating me. I asked Somrita to turn to the opposite side and keep one leg on the sofa so as to lick her ass hole. She lifted up her petticoat for my convenience and kept her left leg on the chair. That has given me good access to eat her pussy hole and ass hole simultaneously in good way. She shrieked out in pleasure. Then I made her sleep and came on top of her to capture her womanly assets fully in my arms. I pulled her saree and threw it away. Now she was in black petticoat and blouse in front of me. Her breathing was getting hot and rapid. I simply removed her petticoat pulling the string and unbuttoned the blouse. Her body was shining in the dim light. I massaged her pair of breasts quite hard over her bar. I pushed her bra straps to the sides of her shoulders and kept kissing and licking her nipples along with the bra. She cried out,”Raviii! Remove my bra and suck my nipples” and she turned to her side helping me to unhook her bra. I was sucking her nipples hard and she moaning heavily. It was so hard that tasted me like licking cherry. I slowly drew my hand towards her crotch and inserted my middle finger inside her cunt, which was so tight. Perhaps this was because she had not been fucked for over more than 2 years since her husband died. Her cunt was in-between a dense forest covered with lots of hairs. Somrita’s eyes were closed and she was in heaven, so was I.

She gasped out ooooooh… aaaaahhhh… shhhhhhhhhhhh… maaaaaaaaaa… uuuummm… aaaaaah… ummmmm… oooohhhh… aaaaahhhhh… aaaaa… offfffffff… I also moved my tongue along her panty outline which gave her divinely pleasure so that held my head by hair and pushed it to her valley. She removed my t-shirt and jeans. I was on top of her with underwear-covered cock brushing her crotch covered by the lace panties. I was getting horny and my dick was growing bigger and bigger in my jockey. It was rubbing her thighs and her waistline. Her boobs were on my chest and we were enjoying it thoroughly. I could feel her warm breath on my face. Our tongues were playing together and our saliva passing being interchanged. I was trying to grab her boobs fully in palms; but my palms were coming short to hold such big melons. When I got completely excited, I became ready to bang her. I removed my underwear, tore her panty and humped over her. But to utter dismay, she pushed me aside and got up. She shouted at me not to proceed further and ran into her bedroom collecting her clothes. I felt like a fish out of water. I got so angry that I wished to slap her hard. But I was helpless. I returned home with a gloomy face.

The very next day when I got give tuition to her kid, she came near me and tried to talk to me. Neither did I talk to nor looked at her. She tried all ways to make up me. But I didn’t respond her for a couple of days. The third day, she rang me up when I was taking a nap after lunch. It was a landline number as shown by mobile. I thought who it could be and received the phone. Surprisingly it was Somrita bhabhi from her office. She requested me not to slam the phone as she wanted to talk to me. I answered her with coarse voice to speak out. She told me, “Are you still angry with me for my behavior in that night? I know you love me very much and want to enjoy me physically. See, I am ready to serve my body to you. But it is not possible in presence of my in-laws. That was why I stopped you that night. Wait for the coming Saturday and Sunday. You will really enjoy a lot as my in-laws would have gone to a near by town to attend a marriage function.” When the evening of Saturday came, I reached at her place. I looked around to ensure nobody was watching me. I gently pushed the door and it was open. Perhaps she was also waiting for the ride. I latched the door inside and went straight into her bedroom. But she was not there. I looked for her in and around the house and at last found her in the kitchen.

Maybe she was preparing the tea and could not know my arrival. As I was angry, I went near her and slapped hard on her ass. She got dumbfounded and turned back with a loud scream “ooooooh…” When she looked into my lusty eyes, she could sense that I was still angry. I took her into my laps and marched to her bedroom. She shouted,”Hey! What are you doing? Let me prepare the tea.” I answered her, “No baby! No tea, no more chitchat. I just want to fuck you right now, you sexy bitch!” She laughed out and I got angry with her laugh. I threw her on bed and sprang upon her. I hugged her tight and she also responded holding me tight. I kissed her forehead, eyes, cheeks and lastly kissing her hungry lips which was licking all the saliva from my mouth. Slowly I started exploring her beautiful back over her blouse and I could sense the fire of desire growing with every move of my hand! Holding her head, our lips locked. Kissing went on and on. My hands now started caressing her round boobs up and down over her blouse! I slowly put my right hand on her waist and caressed it and then took the plunge, I touched her navel, she jerked a bit, I then started to put my finger in it and my hand was all over her stomach, and I brought my face up to her navel and gave a kiss, she arched backwards and I continued my act. This time I went up again to her breasts and kissed her cleavage and went and buried my face on her neck and kept it there and I could sense her breathing. It was fast and her fingers were on my hair and pulling them onto her. I slipped my hands over her breasts and started pressing, pulling and twisting her nipples. I went back and kissed her neck from back; I hugged her breasts from behind and rubbed my cock on her hips over the saree and squeezed her boobs.

I undid her blouse buttons and my hands were busy kneading her nice round 38C size boobs over her bra! Her tits were as hard as marble! I kept kissing biting her down from neck to her bare back and pushed her bra straps down! My hands went to the back and unhooked her bra and her melons were released from captivity. I tried to take them in my mouth as much as possible. She was moaning and I could hear the sexy voices coming out of her mouth like oooohh… aaaaahhhh… Oh Raviii… uuuoohhh… uuffffffffff my honey… mmm… umm… sshh… Then I got up and tried to remove her saree. I caught the folds and gently pulled it, it came out in a bunch and I put it in a heap beside her head. Then I removed the strings of the petticoat and pulled it down. Wow! What a sight, she was without a panty and I could see her pubic hairs around the crotch area and her big thighs that provoked me to fuck her badly. I laid back on her. This time she guided my head to her pussy. I could see her beautiful bushy pussy. I came there itself. I immediately put my face on her pussy and she spread her legs and put it on my shoulders and caught my head and pushed it deeper into her. I pulled apart the rosy lips of cunt and moved my tongue to and fro on her vaginal hole. I made it wet with my saliva. It tasted good to me and I could smell the fragrance of her wet cunt.

When I played with her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, she couldn’t control her feelings and gasped out long deep moans like aaaawww, aaaawww, aaaaah, aaaammmaaa… Oooohh, aaaaaiiii, aaaaahhh, RRRaaaaaavvviii aaaahhhh. I pushed my tongue in out of her vaginal hole and she started moving her head from side to side and moaning like anything. Her hands went backwards and caught hold of the bed sheet making aaaah and ooooh sounds. As she had not been fucked for 2 years, I had to finger her pussy to loosen her slightly! Firstly with index finger, I fingered, then with middle and again with ring finger. I did finger her asshole simultaneously inserting my little finger. She continued spelling out sounds like “Plzzzzzzz! uuuufffff! ahhhhhh! ooohhhhhh! Do more. Speed up plzzzzzz! Aaahhhhh! uuufffff! Raviiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Oh Honeeeeeeeeeeey! What a magic you have done to me! I am feeling the fire in my pussy. Oooooohhhhhhh! Aaahhhhhhh! Hayyyyy I am going to dieeeeeeeeeeeeee. Oh my god! Ahhhhhhh! Please honey! Hurry up! Make it fast. That feels good. She shouted like a slut wife. But as I was angry, I shouted at her, “Uummm… You horny bitch! Do feel the fire; realize the pain you gave me that rainy night.” And I continued fingering her for around 20 minutes and her wet cunt released the salty fluid as she reached the climax.

Then she tried to lead me. She removed my t-shirt and jeans off. She put her legs inside my under wear and drew them half way down to my knees and started to play with my cock. Your black cock is big and fat; it will tear my pussy-lips apart. She kept saying and moaning in the same time. I wanted to feel her lips and mouth on my cock. So I stopped fingering her and offered my long shaft into her mouth, which she instantly accepted. Then she stated to move her tongue on the foreskin of my cock with her soft hand pulling it up and down and kept pressing my balls gently. She pushed my huge cock against her lips. She sucked it hard with sounds like mmm… Mmm… Mmm…. coming out of her mouth. Gradually she took the whole of my tool inside her mouth with one firm push and sucked it like a lollypop. I could see her open her mouth and my huge tool enter her mouth. It was great and I let away a loud moan. It was wonderful to see her lovely lips warped against my monster cock. Bhabhi sucked my manhood slowly and kept on increasing her speed. When I felt I was to cum I tried to put my dick out of her mouth; but bhabhi signaled me cum inside her mouth.

I shoot out a heavy load of cum inside her mouth. She also swallowed whole of it without letting out a single drop outside. And she again started sucking my penis. My dick got completely erect to its full length and width within a short while and was ready now for a bang. I made her sleep on the bed; she put her legs around my back. She co-operated me pulling apart her pussy lips with her fingers. I positioned my long black shaft with mushroom head at her entrance. As she guided me to her hole, I felt my dick gliding into a tunnel which was little tight, moist and soft to enter. Whole of my rod entered very easily into her pussy. As I pressed my dick in and she responded by opening up her legs more and more to accommodate me! I started to fuck her in rhythmic action, slowly in and out of her pussy! Entering her deeper and deeper every time with every stroke! Ummmmmmmm! ohoooooo! She kept moaning and shouting as my strokes became faster and faster. I speeded up my pace and fucked her hard with my full strength. She was enjoying it fully and moaning like “aaaaahh! Ooohhhh! Uuuffff! Hhhyyyyyeee! Oh! Give it to me, deep inside of me. Fuck me hard. I need more, much more of it.

Speed up and make it fast please! Her breasts were swinging with each of my stroke which was a must-see sight! I was deep down her vaginal valley where none including her husband had gone! I could feel her vaginal muscles flexing on my dick! I kept pumping her! I could feel the diaphragm as the resistance on each in stroke. She was enjoying every bit of it and she was biting her lips. Her body shivered and her vaginal muscles gripped my dick like a vice! Her body was sweating! She was really happy that she had a man fucking her cunt. I kept fucking her harder and harder. She was so excited that she reached climax. But I still hammered her damn hard and her pussy lips were damn red I could feel the eruption inside her volcano. Her pussy lips tightly clench my cock and made sounds with each of my thrust like puchh… Puuh phhhch puchh.. and my balls making sound thud…thudd… thap… thapp… against her hips. I shoved her pussy for 15 minutes and lastly shoot out a huge globe of semen inside her hole with a loud cry like ahhhhh… and collapsed on her arms. A hot stream of sperm came out from my capillary for 30 seconds. As I was not fully tired and satisfied either, I asked her to try out her asshole. She immediately nodded and came over me. She started jerking it with her hands and licked the rim of the cock to make it hard again. My monster cock regained its strength and shape. I positioned her like a bitch and her round fetish asses rose up to me. I fondled her ass and rubbed it hard. I moved my tongue along her ass valley for sometime and then tickled her asshole with it as my hands were squeezing her ass-cheeks. I was extremely excited watching her arch her back and attempted to raise her ass more to receive me more deeply and fully.

I then kissed, licked, and bit all the way to her pussy zone also. She was making sounds now oooohhhh, aaaaahhhhh, aaaaa offfffffff. My tongue explored into her wet cunt. My dick was ready to fuck her sweet asshole. She was full hot now. I spread her butt cheeks apart and saw a little whole my monster dick was still quiet wet and at full blast. I told her to get ready to lose your virgin ass form me as well; she closed her eyes because she knew that it would be even worse pain. I positioned my dick and rammed it inside her dry ass. She clenched her teeth as I started to push. I managed to get the head of my cock all the way in, and I watched as her sphincter tightened around my cock. I continued pushing until the remainder of my cock was all the way into her. I pressed slowly inside and sounds coming up aaaaaah, ummmmm, I increased the speed and her sounds also coming up. I began pumping my hips into her. I could feel the burning heat of her ass. I pulled out of her almost completely and then rammed myself back in.

She grunted at the force I was using. Meanwhile I cupped her huge soft breasts with huge pinkish brown areolas and twisted, squeezed, massaged at my will. I continued thrusting my hard cock into the tight little ass of bhabhi. “Ohhhhh! It’s so tight and hot, bhabhi! Squeeze bhabhi! Squeeze it for me!” She tightened her ass muscles for me. “Ohh! Bhabhi I’m going to cum in your ass! I’m going to blow my nut in your hot little ass!” She screamed, “I’m also coming! Fuck me Raaaaaavvviii! aaaawww, aaaawww, aaaaah, aaaaaa, ooohh, aaiiii, aaaaahhh, RRRRaaaaaavvviii, aaaahhhh” I could feel her asshole grip my cock spasmodically as I emptied my balls into her ass. There was spurt after spurt as I pulsed and pulsed into that hot clinging hole. It was amazing. “I love you, bhabhi!” I yelled, shooting my cum deep into her asshole. From that day onwards I fucked Somrita lots of time and I even made her pregnant with my semen’s. She was very happy to become pregnant though later on she went for abortion. By the way, rush your mails with your valuable comments to me. I am available at [email protected]. I really welcome your views. Those bhabhis, aunts or widows who are in dire need of intercourse stealthily in and around Bangalore, do write me. I will be at your service. I am also ready for sex-chat over internet for all women in India to resolve their sex related problems.

My wife Radhika and I have been together for ten years. We started swinging 2 years ago, but it seems like an eternity. Our sex life has improved so much I only wish we’d started sooner, but the timing has probably been for the best. People change as they get older and I’m sure I wouldn’t have been able to handle the idea of watching Radhika get fucked by another man even five years ago, but now it’s a huge turn on. When we first started swinging we did the whole wife-swapping bit. You know, meet up with a couple and then go separate ways for a few hours to have some fun. I loved fucking other women, but it always bugged me that I never got to see what Radhika was up to. I’ve fucked some hot swinging wives, but I’m sure the other guy has always gotten a better deal. We spend hours talking about our wife-swapping adventures and in the beginning it was hard to get Radhika to tell me what she’d done with the other husbands, but I was relentless. Eventually she started telling me everything and now she looks forward to it. It really helps heat up our love making sessions, and her stories are so hot I’ve actually had wet dreams about her encounters. There’s something about knowing she’s taken pleasure from another man that turns me on.

We progressed to the swinging scene where orgies are commonplace, but we haven’t gone crazy in that department. Radhika found out she loves getting fucked by many guys at the same time, but I didn’t really like going to the parties. A lot of swingers are just plain ugly and even though watching Radhika turned me on, I was grossed out by some of the women I felt obligated to have sex with. Of course I fucked them anyway, and it was okay, but it wasn’t something that gave me wet dreams. Just slamming my cock into a woman’s holes without having a chance to seduce her first isn’t as good either, even if she’s hot. I love the chase and a subtle seduction is the best foreplay. Right now we’re into finding separate partners online and fucking them while the other watches. We do it all in secret, one at a time with unsuspecting strangers and it’s incredible. The people we fuck never know they’re putting on a show. I actually enjoy watching Radhika fuck another man better than getting a woman I, but Renu gets off on watching me in action so much she spends hours online pretending to be me and setting up dates. We really are soul mates. I don’t find her dates for her though. I get off on seeing what kind of guys she’s attracted to. It’s part of my fetish. Watching each other from a distance is perfect for both of us. We fuck for hours anticipating what the new stranger is going to be like and how we’re going to seduce them. We play games with each other for who gets to go next, and what we’re going to say and do.

I think part of the reason I have a fetish for watching Radhika with other men is the reaction the guys have to her overly aggressive sexuality. Every guy reacts differently- some want to take control and give it to her hard and fast while others are willing to lie back and enjoy the ride. The last guy she fucked was a college student and she did him beside our pool while I watched from a window in the house that looks into the pool. We had tinted windows installed just for this reason, and we have an intercom system that picks up everything in the pool area. I just sit back and enjoy the show! This guy was typical of her conquests; she found him through an online dating service and he was athletic and clean cut, but not too much of a pretty boy. His cock was bigger than average too, which she knew beforehand because he’d sent her a picture of it. On their first date he took her out for lunch and I couldn’t wait to hear what they talked about as I watched the final moments of the seduction when she brought him back to the house. He was a little shy and she teased him into going skinny-dipping with her as an excuse to get him naked.

They never actually made it into the water though. At the pool she stripped first and when he took his pants off he apologized for being rock hard. Innocence is so rare these days, and it was a priceless moment. She told him he had nothing to be ashamed of and dropped to her knees saying she knew a way to make it go away. I actually saw his legs buckle when she started deep throating him. For starting out shy, he made up for it as their fuck session progressed. He didn’t let her blow him until he came, he said he wanted to save his orgasm for her pussy. He licked her clit instead to cool his jets, and after she had her first orgasm all over his face he pulled her down to the tiled floor and entered her quickly, first missionary, and then flipped her over and did her from behind. He turned out to be the ‘take control’ type and he almost convinced her to take it up the ass. Now that would have been quite an accomplishment because Renu’s not really a fan of anal sex, but she does it every now and then on special occasions. I came when he shoved his thumb in her ass and said he could tell she was an “anal babe.”

She told me later she would have let him fuck her ass if his cock wasn’t so big, but at the time she was actually scared he was going to just shove it up there without any lube. He didn’t when she told him “no,” but she said if she’d known how turned on I was by the idea she would have let him have his way. He left after pumping a healthy dose of semen all over her tits, and I jumped her bones in the shower while she gave me details of what turned her on the most. She said she liked it when he took charge and I enjoyed teasing her about wanting to be controlled. That night I finished what he started and I fucked her ass hard, giving her the first orgasm she’s ever had with a cock up there. I know for sure the previous events of the day had everything to do with it. Interested couples/girls/aunties/lesbians/gays can enjoy my wife n me those staying in Bangalore and who can come to Bangalore contact r mail on [email protected] confidential assured vice versa we r married couple aged 28 & 30 max.

I am Govinray, 23 years old, around 5’11” and am in Delhi. This is a story of how I learnt how to make love, and later marry the same girl. Krishna was an illegitimate child who was abandoned, and was rescued by my aunt and brought home when she five. I was around ten at that time. Krishna was shifted to Madras when she was 7 to one of our relative’s house, where she became a servant and was treated worse than garbage. Her day used to start at 5 am and end at around 10 in the night. She was showered with abuses and beatings and was ill-treated by one and all. What she got to eat was left over’s. The next time I saw her was when I went for an interview to that city, when I was 21. She must have been 16, and had filled in all over, with a lovely smile, dark hair and voluptuous body. I eventually got a job in Delhi and had rented out a ‘barsaathi’ for my stay. The pay was very good, as was the position. As I was alone, I would cook for myself in the evenings, have my meal and hit the sack. Weekends were my own, spent lazing or meeting friends and eating out. Finding going a bit hard, I wrote to my aunt if she could look for a help for me. Pat came the reply, “Can we send Krishna?” “Yes.” was my reply, and sooner than I thought, she was put on a train and sent to Delhi. I met her at the station and brought her home. She was famished as they hadn’t given her any money for the journey, except packed lunch which lasted a day. Her baggage consisted of a jute back with old torn saris and some under garments. The same evening I took her to the market, bought her some decent saris and under clothes, took her out to a meal and we came home around 9 pm.

“Where do I sleep master?” she asked. By then, I was determined that she will be mine and mine alone. “Where do you want?” I asked. It was November, and Delhi was pretty cold by then. “Wherever you tell me” she said, most coy. “ARE you sure?” I asked. “Yes; Whatever you tell m, I will do.” she relied. That was enough for me. I just went up to her, and sweeping her off her feet, lifted her into my arms and keeping her head firm in the crook of my arm, I kissed her on her mouth, which was wet and slurp. She did not know how to respond, and I taught her. She learnt it as fast, and from then she took over the kissing, kissing me all over my face, leaving it wet with her saliva, and eventually she thrust her tongue deep into my moth telling me to suck it, which I hungrily did. As we finished this after five minutes, I laid on my back, and she then said, “Babu. Ever since I saw you in your aunt’s house, I have been yearning for you, and in the short nights I had, I used to play with myself, thinking about you. I never dreamt that this would become real. I am so, so happy master.” I was thrilled.

I turned on my side and removed her blouse, and as she had no bra, two golden mangoes burst in to view with two lovely nipples, on which I went to work immediately, sucking them, first gently, one after another, and later, on her urging with pressure from my mouth till she was shaking all over, calling me, Babu. Babu. Suck me away my master. I want you all over me and into me. Never leave me ever.” I could no longer feel sane, and so, my hand went down and I removed the sari knot and slid it off her, and then her petticoat. Her cunt was just luscious and was throbbing. Not a hair was on it. Seeing that lovely sight, I dipped my face between her thighs and said. “Krishna. I am now going to indulge in licking you and hope you will enjoy it.” “I will babu. I am going to love everything you do. From now on, you are my master and I am your slave.” I gently parted her thighs and dipped my face right into her cunt, smelling the divine female scent, and parting her cunt lips, started licking it from top to bottom. “Oh my God. How lovely. Don’t stop my master. Don’t stop at all. Lick me and suck me there as much as you want. I have never had such pleasure ever in life. Suck me my lord. My Babu” and she held my head hard, and played with my hair. I was roused beyond words. I knew she was a virgin, but yet asked her. “Yes I am. Ready to be split by you master. take me and make me a woman babu. I am waiting for your penetration. Don’t delay.” I tried to slip my finger in her hole, but there was resistance. “Krishna. It will hurt. But just.

Don’t shout and don’t reject me my love” I said. She smiled and hugged me to her, spreading her thighs wide. By then her clitoris sprung up, and I bent down tasking it between my teeth and gently started teasing it. She was utteri8ng sounds that I could not understand, except “Babu. babu. More” And I complied willingly, slurping away her juices. I now got up stripped and as she me totally without a stitch, and my prick in all its manhood glory, she got up and held it in her hands, saying, “how lovely. This is all mine and ever mine” and started licking it. I laid her back, spread her wide and kneeling in front of her open thighs, tried to enter her. She was squirming, but I held her and gave a thrust, when her hymen broke and she immediately bit my shoulder drawing blood, the marks of which are still there. “Sorry. My master. Otherwise I would have shouted” I slowly started my thrusts, very gently by which time her juices started pouring and drenched me fully inside her cent. It was heavenly. First time for both, without messing up. The thrusts started getting faster and faster and her hands were around me, her legs encircling m4e. Suddenly her vagina started its contraction and I was transported to bliss. “Love me. love me Babu.” Saying this she started kissing me, which I too reciprocated thrusting down into her vagina and up in her mouth. Soon after, I felt I was coming and I did, drenching her all over inside, and she crying, “More. More.” It was the most delicious 45 minutes of my life and I told her so. She wrapped her arms around me and asked me suck her breast which I happily did. Both of us then cleaned ourselves, and when I returned, she was ready to take me in her mouth. I happily agreed. And we spent that night, sucking, licking, fucking with so much intimacy that we were both in seventh heaven. Krishna became my wife a few months later, and we have been having each other, with all love and care.