Vikram fucking neighbourhood girl Srishti - I

I have been reading sex stories on this site from long time and I too have something to share with lovely readers of this wonderful blog. I am Vikram, and it’s not my first sexual encounter, I was well experienced in this before this happened to me, actually my first sexual experience was really very embarrassing and creepy for both of us, means me and my girl friend, and gradually after trying it for couple of times we started enjoying.

At that time I was living in Maharashtra, working in one very big organization as a designer which was into home furnishing, and my girl friend was also working in the same group. After working for around 4-5 years with the same group and after being in physical relation with my girlfriend for nearly two years I came back to my town,

NCR to seek new job actually I was tired of living there alone, as my girl friend was flying to US nearly in 3 months after her marriage, and you can say I was bit disappointed, bit sad because of that, though from the very beginning of this relation we knew that we will not be hang around each other for whole life and our friendship turned into proper affair with this mutual consent that none of us is seeking a long relation.

Anyway I came back to my parents and hunted for my job for few days and nearly after month I got the job, and I still had around 4-5 days to join my new job. In the mean time I thought about meeting my friends and with that thought I called one of my friend Sanjay who was with me during my professional course,

and visited his work place in the evening and after roaming in the unit we both came out and proceeded towards his residence in my car. He was directing me towards his residence and suddenly he pointed his finger towards one girl who was getting down from the car on the bus stand and used abusive language for her saying,

“wo ladki dekh raha hai Rand hai saali, kisi din main bhi thokunga isse, it’s a matter of just 2-3 thousand” I looked at that girl and got stunned, I knew that girl, she seemed like Shrishti, even then I moved straight instead of taking right and went closer to her to confirm, and finally made a conclusion that she was none other than Srishti.

I was shocked, but I behaved casually and asked little details about her and Sanjay explained me that as he lives alone, one his friend takes keys of his flat to use it as a place to fuck sluts like her and pay this particular girl 2-3 thousand per meeting. I tried to end that conversation but Sanjay continued talking to me about that girl for next few minutes and intentionally I changed the topic and we moved towards his house.

Through out the time I was with Sanjay, and even after that till I slept I was occupied with a thought that Shrishti has become a slut, it was really very difficult for me to believe. Shrishti was living in my neighborhood, and around 4-5 years back she was about to appear in board exams of 12 standard, and I use to teach her few subjects, for free.

Basically she was from the family in which father was not working, her mother was earning somehow and father was spending it in alcohol and narcotics. From the day I knew this family I saw them struggling and because of this I agreed to teach her for her board exams for free when my mom asked me.

I knew this fact that in last three years they have gone through a really tough time, her father expired because of his bad habits, and before that her mother was bit paralyzed on the left side. I was feeling bit of sorry for her and truly speaking bit of lust was also rising in me for her, at the time when I use to teach her she was slim girl with childish looks but at this time her assets were at its best.

If I had to define present day’s Shrishti then I will say she was short and fair, according to me with a stunning figure and a truly beautiful face. I will not say that she was slim and slender; rather she was bit over weight now, but with a flat belly with nice big breasts which were much bigger than average breasts of the girls of the same age and nice fleshy thighs and splendid piece of buttocks and her body matched the pulchritude of her face,

Her mouth was sensual, with a full, straight lower lip and a slim, bowed upper one. Her teeth were pearly and even. Her skin was clear as satin, utterly unflawed, smooth and fair and creamy, not one blemish on it anywhere. After coming back home to my town and before knowing this fact of her life many times I saw her on the road down to our house and couple of times she came to my place for particular reasons,

and we greeted each other casually, and not for a fraction of a second I thought about her in that way, after all she was my student at one time but now my perspective for her was totally changed I was feeling horny as well as sad for her and after knowing this fact many times I stared at her assets whenever she crossed me on the street or when I was standing in the balcony and she walked from the front of my house.

As such I remained silent and did not uttered a word about her to my parents, as her mother was my mom’s friend and my mother use to go to her house very frequently. Some days passed like that and I joined my new job and tried to indulge myself into work but things from my end was going out of my control,

I was unable to stop myself thinking about her and countless times I masturbated thinking about her, but that thing was more frustrating as I was sexually experienced and I needed pleasure much more than the one I was getting with masturbation, Fortunately in that period, my parents planed there visit to the neighboring city which was my mom’s GURU PLACE

(master and disciple thing) as annual spiritual gathering was scheduled at that time. They had a plan of living there for one week or ten days and I was supposed to live on my own in these days. Truly speaking I didn’t have any pre plans for those days especially in Shrishti’s context, I had new job, and it was center of attention for me and I was very much focused on that only, but suddenly things changed.

Shrishi came to my place to borrow the sugar testing machine, she use to borrow that machine very often to check her mother’s level of diabtease. It was Sunday and for me second day in a row when I was alone in the house. I was watching TV at that time when she came, time was around 2 or 3, may be she wanted to check out her mother’s post meal sugar levels.

Without asking or saying anything I gave her that machine, she went, took a leave with a statement that she will give it back with in half an hour. I wanted to talk to her, but I could not decide in which fashion I should start talking, and I was preparing myself for that, and as I was thinking that how can I start talking to her on that subject, she came back, and thanked me once again.

I casually took that small gadget from her and asked her coolly, “so what are you doing these days”? “I am working in a retail showroom of Indian ethnic wear, xyz (name of the store) in south Ext. (name of the one of the posh markets of Delhi)”, “and what else” I asked her to try to take her to the other point, “nothing” she replied in a casual tone,

I smiled and spoke “hmmmm….OK, and how is life, enjoying”? “ya, it’s Ok Ok” she replied again in a casual way, “I heard news of your father's demise, By the way how is your mom, I think she is also not well”? I asked her again, “Ya she is also suffering……… with neuro problem and off course diabtease” she replied while looking at that sugar checking machine.

“By the way is she still working”. I asked her about her mother, “She is willing to work, but I don't want her to work, she is not medically fit to do that much of efforts, you know commuting on busses and all”. She replied very confidently and I could see she really meant what she said.

I was feeling really very sad that for money she has taken this profession but some how something was stopping me to show any mercy on her condition, don’t know how I proceeded in that conversation and how I spoke to her like that, any way, I continued and asked her again, “don't mind asking me that, but how much you are getting right now, I mean I can help you in this, I can refer you to a better place for the job”.

She said “nearly 12k”, “that's it, any other source of income” I asked her again and tried to open that matter, “Ya we are getting interest of our FD's but that is nothing. “Anything else”? I asked her again, while looking into her eyes to reflect that I know the thing, “No just that” she replied confidently “sure”? “ya”.

I stared into her eyes for a minute and she too stared, finally I tried to break the barrier of formality and spoke, “come on Shrishti tell me, I know the truth” I asked her again in different way in the tone as if I know the truth “what”, she looked into my eyes seemed bit confused this time, “whatever you are doing to earn money”

I smiled a bit while saying that, “aap ka matlab kya hai? What do you mean”? She tried to dominate me, “you know what I mean, tell me how much you earn from that”. “From what”? “From being a slut, I know what you do part time”. Shrishti turned back to go away, to avoid that conversation, but I held her hand, and pulled her to take her back to her position.

Shrishti tried to set herself free, and almost screamed, “let me go I don't want to talk to you” “first tell me how much you earn from that, what are your charges per session” I was holding her hand very tight and she was trying to set herself free. “I don't want to talk to you, just let me go” “I will not, just tell me what I am asking, you do that, yes or no”

I spoke little louder, to threaten her, “yes I do, now what” she accepted and spoke while looking into my eyes, “How much you earn from that” I asked her again in the same fashion, “whatever, why you want to know that, that is none of your business” she tried hard to free her wrist from my grip, but I was holding giving my best, “Shrishti Calm down, I am your friend”, “I don't need a friend”

once again she spoke while looking into my eyes and tried again to free herself and succeeded, and turned to go out, I held her arm this time and tried to stop her, “Srishti calm down, tell me, what I am asking” “ok, I earn around 4 to 5 thousand in one month from that and apart from working in that showroom, I am slut.

Can I go now”? She replied rudely and I could see that she was really very frustrated, “No”, I replied, “now what” “tell me with whom you do that, kiske saath karti ho” she remained silent, and stared into my eyes, I spoke again while looking into her eyes, “Shrishti look into my eyes and tell me.

I am not your enemy” she continued staring at me for a minute and I could see her facial expressions, she was getting calm and spoke, “just with three people” “who are these three” I asked back, “one is my boss,.... some times with a father of my ex-student, sometimes with my ex-classmate, he has joined his father's business and he often calls me for that”.

“Who is a father of your ex-student” I asked for further detail, “Aashish Khanna, before joining this job I use to teach his child who was in 4th standard, to help him to do his homework and all. It all started from there only. Once when I reached there, his wife and child were not at home, he talked to me about that, he knew my condition and gave me this option that he will give me 2K whenever he will do”.

“hmmm.. so you charge 2000 Rs per session” I asked her bit sarcastically and she did not liked that tone, “yes, can I go now” “no, tell me how you started doing with your boss” I further asked about the second person with whom she sleeps. And she replied while looking at the floor,

“Mr Khanna referred my name for this job to my boss Mr Narender Sharma with the detail that I am a slut, and Narender too started asking me for that and offered me same price”. After a pause she spoke again this time while looking into my eyes, “I didn't had any choice, if I would have said no, then I would have lost my job, so I agreed.

I use to earn hardly 3-4 thousand by teaching 4 students of lower standards and suddenly I got job of nearly 10 thousand which is of 12 thousand now, so I decided to continue the job with that thing”. “hmmmm…. and what about your ex-class mate? who is he”? Shrishti continued, “Rajiv, we have done our schooling together, after graduation he joined his father's business of exports”.

“how all this started with him” I asked her about her friend, “he is a typical bastard, he knew my condition and tried to get that by driving me emotionally, but I could see his intentions, I knew his nature, so it just started” Shrishti detailed that too, “Anyone else, I mean anybody except these three with whom you have slept”

I further asked her, “no, nobody except these three” she spoke while looking down, “Hmmmm... Ok tell me where you do all this” I asked her again in a naughty tone, she looked into my eyes and spoke, “why are you embarrassing me? You are another bastard”, I smiled, “Ok I accept now tell me, where you lie down with three of your customers”,

Shrishti started again, “Khanna calls me whenever he is alone at home or sometimes he books a room in a hotel,…… my boss has a vacant flat in Delhi, and Rajeev too has a vacant place, he has a keys of his friend's flat who work in some shoe manufacturing unit and comes back late at night”.

She detailed almost everything and rest I could guess, she continued looking down after completing her sentence. I don’t know what was she thinking about all this or about me, as far as I was concerned I was in the mental state where I was unable to understand that how I should behave with her, how I have to treat her, like a slut or like a innocent girl who has moved on a wrong track to earn livelihood.

Surly I had a soft corner for her, I knew that her family conditions were very bad at the time when her father was alive he use to spend everything on alcohol and all those things, and suddenly when her mother faced that paralysis attack things went even more worst, because she was the main earning member.

Even after knowing all those facts of her life I did not wanted to give her feel that I have sympathy for her, don’t know why I was behaving like that and wanted to seduce her someway. I looked into her eyes and weighted for her to look at me and spoke, “so in last 3-4 years you have become a typical slut, jisko hum hindi mein randi bolte hain.

And I hope your mom does not know this” “No, and not from last 3-4 years, all this started after Mom’s paralysis attack, hardly from last one year and before she would have recovered, my father passed away”. “Whatever, ultimately you have become Slut, typical randi”, she did not liked my statement and reacted accordingly, bit rudely

“ok I accept that, can I go now” “no....listen to me” I stopped her, “you earn maximum 5 thousand Rs per month from that, I will give you 10 thousand Rs per month but you have to stop all this” “why? Why you will give me 10 thousand Rs? What do you want”? She became more rude, her ego was hurt now, “same thing, I want to make you my personal whore,

and nothing else” I cleared her my intentions, just in one sentence, “forget it, just let me go, aap mujhe apni rakhail bannana chahte ho” I held her arm again and looked into her eyes and spoke, “Randi to tu hai hi, rakhail nahi to kya biwi banaoounga tujhe” I spoke even more rudely Shrishti tried aggressively to set herself free, but I was holding her hard and spoke again in bit softer voice, to make her understand.

“Shrishti just think, you may get into any trouble easily with them, MMS scandals are so common these days and above that soon everybody will come to know about this fact, these things can never be secret with people like your boss and class mate and what do you call him Khanna.”

I spoke again after a big pause, “and for your kind information your classmate Rajiv and I have a common friend, through which I came to knew all this, the one who is working in shoe manufacturing, he was with me during my professional course and I was with him when I saw you getting down from Rajiv's car, chevllete avio of some metallic color and you were adjusting your bra just after getting down from the car,

do you remember that Sunday, where you were? You were with him only. His name is Sanjay, the one who is working in shoe manufacturing company, living in Lakshmi Bai Nagar, where you go to get fucked by Rajeev, Sanjay told me everything and started while pointing a finger towards you and said,

"wo ladki dekh raha hai Rand hai saali, kisi din main bhi thokunga isse and when I saw you I was shocked. Shrishti looked down to the ground in disappointment. I spoke again, “think about this, I promise it will be secret between us and around 10th of every month you will get your money and I will keep on increasing this money as you get a raise in your salary every year,

this is a kind of part time job for you but remember you cannot bound me in number of sessions, I will not force you but for that you have co-operate with me, I mean you cannot say no without any genuine reason or you will lose your job,…… and listen most important thing, I will not do sex with anyone else till we will break this relation,

I am not a kind of a person who do this with many people, but remember I cannot marry you and I want precisely same promise from you”. I stopped and tried to look into her eyes, she looked up I spoke again with softer voice, “Remember You don't know with how many girls Khanna,

Sharma and your classmate Rajeev sleep and because of that you are always in the danger of any sexually transmitted disease. So think before saying no and you have a time till you get next call from anyone of them and you go to do sex”.

Once again I started after a long pause, “Shrishti I have cleared my intentions it's a typical give and take relation with bit of ethics of keeping a promise and I will not ask you again you will come here to accept and before doing anything, we both will go through HIV test,....I hope you were using Condoms in past while doing that”. Shrishti just moved her head to say yes.

I spoke again, “you can go now and you can come anytime to give your decision, ………and I promise I will keep your this secret up to me only, even if you will say no to my proposal”. Shrishi moved out of the house slowly and I attained my previous position on the couch and continued watching TV.

Seriously friends I don’t know how all this happened, I didn’t had any plan to say that, I never tried to think that how I have to talk to her, every thing just came out from my mouth, and it was really very good proposal for her, something which is difficult refuse. As far as I was concerned,

I was having good flow of income, apart from the interest of the fixed deposits which my maternal grandfather gave me, and apart from my job’s salary which was nearly half a lakh, in which I was getting around 20k in black means under table, I was doing some free lance designing for small companies to get handy cash,

more over my parents were also independent and they had a handsome income as a pension, as both of them were central government employ, in short as such for me money was not at all an issue, I could easily spare 10k for Shrishti without anybodies knowledge. Anyway Shrishti went back to her place and did not turned back for next half an hour and finally she came back,

more or less I knew that she will come at least once, if not to say yes to my proposal then to ask something about that proposal. I never bothered to bolt the main door from inside, so she just walked in and stood bit far from the couch on which I was laying. I turned my head and looked at her and asked her the verdict, without speaking a word, just from my gesture to look at her.

She spoke in a soft voice, “I am Ok with it, but if I will say no to my boss then I will loose my job”. “definitely I will place you some where with nearly equal gains, and incase you will loose job and I remained unsuccessful to place you, I will give you 20k, till you will get a job”, I turned back and spoke while watching TV.

She remained silent and unmoved, once again I turned my head to see her and she was staring at me. Once again I continued watching TV and spoke after a minute, “so you are ready for that”? “ya, ……but you will not ditch me, for me it is a matter of life and death” her voice was really very soft and I could feel the emotions in that. I turned and saw her expressions, she seemed serious.

Once again I spoke in a soft and convincing tone, “don’t worry about that, in the evening we will go to give our blood samples for the test and till the time report will not come, we will not do anything, now you can go and relax”. She just replied with, “ok” in a very low voice, I asked her mobile no. and she gave me back a missed call after reaching home.

Till the time I got up to get ready to go out to give my and her blood samples I was totally occupied by her thoughts and I was really feeling sorry for her. As far as I could think I didn’t had any other way to help her, along with the thing which I needed from her, that is her body to satisfy my sexual urge.

In the evening as decided we met outside of the one of the known market of our town and proceeded towards reputed chain of pathlabs of India and gave our blood samples, and during that as such there was no conversation between us. We came back after eating junk food and as I reached where I had to drop her, which was bit far from home, she said that she wants to talk to me, saying,

“main aapse kuch kahna chahti hoon, I want to talk to you” I said, “what” she spoke again, “can we sit at your house for some time peacefully and talk” “ya sure” with that we both took our way. I reached home lot before than her, and stood in my balcony. She came on cycle rikshaw and crossed my house and stepped in her house and came out after around 15 minutes and came to my place.

Once again we were sitting in my house in the drawing room, “say, what you wanted to say” she hesitantly started with a word, “thanks” I was bit shocked, “thanks for what”, “for whatever you are doing for me”, I smiled, “I am not doing anything for you, I am looking forward you in my bed for my physical satisfaction and for that I am paying you, there is nothing to feel burdened, I am not doing anything for you”.

she looked at me and spoke again after a minute, “whatever, for me it is something,…… tell you frankly I never wanted to do this, but I found that, it is a very easy way to make money and when mom got paralyzed we were living in hell, we spent almost everything on hospital and even borrowed money from your father too, and when we were back from hospital we didn’t had anything,

I had set of gold earrings which was kept in locker, and I thought about selling that and I realized that my father have already done that long time ago and used that money in alcohol and all, we didn’t had anything at all and I was bound to do something like that and it just happened”. I was just listening her, I could see that whatever she said was hundred percent true.

She spoke again, “even I wanted to stop all this long time back, but the thing is. that I will loose my job and at present we are hand to mouth, my mom’s medicines costs around 3-4 thousand per month”. Friends for me it was a moment which I cannot write, my throat was choked with my own saliva, finally I spoke,

“why didn’t you asked any further help from my mom or any of your relatives”, “without asking aunty (my mom) provided us groceries for whole month, with some cash but my father didn’t liked that and we both got beaten up by him very badly for this and he snatched that money too from me for his drinking habits”.

Can’t tell you friends what I was feeling at that time, I was ashamed of myself for doing all this to her, asking her for sex against money, I was somewhat dying in disappointment, and I could realize that I have killed myself in my eyes. Finally I spoke what I felt like saying, “Shrishti I am really very sorry, I mean I was not in my senses, I know I have treated you very badly and pained you a lot,

please forget all that and you do not have to all this from today, not even with me, leave the job immediately, I will place you somewhere in months time, and don’t worry about the money, by god’s grace I have more than enough and I will provide you all the basics”. She was looking at me calmly and as I finished saying about money she smiled sarcastically, and knobbed her head in no,

and spoke “please don’t misunderstand me, I am not seeking anything like that, I am ready for whatever you want and I will not accept money like this, I am just seeking a friend with whom I can talk and share whatever I have in my mind, …..I don’t have any friend, and I need a friend that’s it, and one more thing, it’s a request, …..please don’t abuse me by calling, Randi and all that,

it really hurts, all of them abuse me a lot saying that”. I was speechless, her eyes were wet but she was not crying, no way near that crying state, she seemed mentally really very strong to me, I wanted to hug her but I didn’t had courage to do that and I just ended by saying, “Ok”.

She got up and turned to go back, and turned again to say, “please, look forward for the new job for me, I want to leave that job immediately, and I have bought new sim, I will send you a message for my new number,” before she would have turned back to go, I spoke, “Shrishti I am your friend, and I am saying leave that job immediately, and don’t worry about anything”.

She turned and went out of the house, after around one and a half hour I received a sms, saying, “thanks for being a friend, …….From Shrishti” at that time I was planning for dinner, I replied after thinking for few minutes, “meet me on the terrace, in the night, want to talk to you”, she replied back, “Ok, after 11:30, mom sleeps around 10:30”.

Alka fucked by college mate Tapan - II

The hug just got tighter and my nails were digging in his shoulders while he continued to suck my lips. He asked me if I was OK? I nodded my acceptance because I was enjoying this pleasure. It had been a long time since any of my previous lovers had taken me since my last session and I was hungry for it.

The room was already chilled with the continuance running of the air conditioner since the previous night. He pulled the blanket and covered us both under it and slide his hands inside my shirt to feel my breasts. I did not stop him from here, he was now in total control of my body. He removed my shirt and I was left in my black bra barely covering my boobs.

He bent down on my cleavage kissing it and fondling my nipples with his other hand. In a few minutes, the bra was unhooked and off my body and he too removed his shirt exposing his mild hairs on the middle of his chest. He hugged me to kiss all over my neck, shoulders, breasts and he was biting me all over.

He had now started sucking my nipples one by one as he pinched them slowly causing my nipples to stand erect. He was sucking them so hard that they almost turned pink and stood like a small hill. I had arched my body in excitement and asked him to suck them harder and longer. He was biting my breasts so hard that it was leaving several marks on them.

I was beyond wondering how would I explain about them to my hubby when he see them any time later. He was pressing and caressing my boobs with love and care and never for once he made me feel that he was on a aggressive mood. In no time my slacks and panties were off my body and I now lay totally naked in front of him.

He was still kissing me all over my body starting from my neck all the way down to my navel and waist. I could not handle the tickling feeling on my stomach when his stubble face touched me and I let out a soft moaning sound. This was enough for him to turn me over to my stomach and once again kiss me all the way from my neck to the bottom of the spine

and finally he bit my shoulders very hard and I almost cried out in pain taking him more to ecstasy. I pleaded, "please.... Tapan.... stop please... no.... aaahhhh........ uuuuuummmmmm......... not here Tapan...... please.. please Tapan......" but he was not there to listen to me and continued to lick my back on my spine and continued biting hard my body.

With one movement, he removed his trousers and boxers and stood totally naked showing his fully erect six inches long penis in front of my face. It was thick like a big banana and had hairs all around his groin. I touched it softly with my fingers and made him moan in more excitement. He knelt on the floor and pulled my legs to the edge of the bed.

Before I could realise he had started kissing the inner of my thighs and was working his tongue into my already wet pussy. He first licked the lips of my pussy slowly and then started rubbing it with his fingers to open it a bit more to insert his tongue inside till it touched my love hole.

I was getting so high and filled with orgasm that I was pulling his hairs and had raised my legs to rest on his shoulders so that he could suck deep inside me. I was moaning out loudly, AAAAHHHHH..... HHHMMMM... TAPANNNN.... UUFFFFF..... TAPAN.... PLEASE LOVE ME NOW.... TAKE ME NOW..... AAAAHHHH.... I CANT WAIT TAPAN....

PLEASE... COME ON NOW..... INSIDE.... AAAAAHHHHHH...... HHHHHMMMMM...... TAKE ME..... TAKE ME TAPAN... PLEASE T.....AKE ME NOW..... FUCK ME LIKE YOU FUCKED ME BEFORE.....YES.....YES..... TAPAN..... DO IT MORE.....LOVE ME.....FUCK ME NOW TAPAN.... PLEASE TAKE ME NOW......"

He was rolling his tongue expertly in my vagina, touching every corner. The tip of his tongue would hit even the fartherest wall deep inside. The continuance touch in my vagina was taking me high with every stroke. I was reaching orgasm after orgasm and in no time I was releasing a stream of my love juice in his mouth which he sucked and drank till the last drop.

Once he was finished sucking, he began licking me inside with his tongue to make me release more juice which he continued to lick and take inside him. Finally, he came up now over me and softly whimyspered in my ears, "it's now your turn now Alka". He stood before me with his rock hard penis in front of me. I knelt on the floor and leaned forward while he was standing on the edge.

I started by caressing his body by raising my arms to stroke his chest and slowly slided them down to his naval area with my fingers touching his skin softly and slowly brought my hands down and touched his warm and hard penis which was now fully erect and I could even see the thin veins covering it. It was brownish black in colour and thick like a raw banana.

I started kissing it from top to the bottom and in the process used my tongue to lick it. I had softly pulled back the skin on the tip of his penis to bring out the pink head and the moment I put my tongue over it, he began to moan loudly. "ALKA.... YEAHHHHHH...... AAAAAHHHHHHHHH.... MORE HONEY...... YEAH..... COME ON ALKA.... SUCK IT.... SUCK IT MORE...

TAKE IT SLOWLY..... UUUUMMMMM..... YEAHHHHH..... ALKAAAA..." Slowly I took Tapan's entire penis in my mouth and started sucking it like sucking a lolly pop from the tip to the bottom, from over and under it. I was amused to see his face as he had closed his eyes and moaned his excitement loudly.

While sucking, I was also shaking his penis slowly with my one hand that was holding it while with the other I was tickling his balls to make him moan even louder. In between I several times took his penis out of my mouth and would start lick it from the sides and slowly tickle his tip to make him go mad in ecstasy, some times I would start sucking and licking his balls.

I even took his penis out of my mouth and started rubbing it over my boobs to feel Tapan's warm and wet hardness over my body.Tapan was goo getting uncontrolled and was moaning so loud that I was afraid that some one might hear his sound. I continued sucking it and during the process, a couple of times I almost gagged myself since it was big enough for my mouth to take it completely.

He made me take off my hands off his penis and began pumping it into my mouth while he was holding my head by gripping my hairs. He almost whispered, "use your tongue honey.... and take it sweetly" to which I simply nodded since I had his entire penis in my mouth and he had me by my hairs.

He pushed my head deeper on to his cock and the movement of his humping was now getting faster and faster. From his breathing and moaning and my personal experience too, I could realise that he was building up to cum and I started to lick his tip to make him even more wild and in ecstasy. With my one hand I was stroking his penis and with the other, I was also pinching my nipples.

I tried to take it out so that he could put it inside my vagina as now I wanted Tapan inside me. But he had gripped my head so tightly that I was unable to take his penis out of my mouth. I knew that he wanted me to take his cum orally. As I had anticipated, in the next few seconds a gush of white semen discharge was filled in my mouth.

He had not yet released my head from his grip rather he further pushed his penis down my throat forcing me to gulp his cum. He had pressed my head further down and I was shaking my head desperately and rigorously for him to release his grip, I gagged but he did not loosen his grip on me and kept on holding my head in the position till he emptied most of his load down my throat.

Slowly he released his grip over my head and I took out his wet and dripping penis and started rubbing it on my face and chest. His salty discharge was now spread all over my face and body. Later, I almost slumped on the bed fully exhausted and down. It was no milk shake I had swallowed, it was his pure cum.

I could have easily taken inside a little quantity like I normally do, but his entire salty discharge made me feel sick. I was feeling nausea and felt like spilling it out. Tears had started rolling out of my eyes due to this sick feeling in my guts. I ran towards the bathroom and tried to throw it out but it was already deep inside me and did not come out. I returned and once again slumped on the bed.

He picked up a towel lying on one corner of the bed and wiped me clean of the few drops of his discharge that had come out of my mouth and the traces of having rubbed his penis on my face and body. He then kissed me on my lips and wiped my tears by licking them off my face. He then went to the kitchen and took out of bottle of coke from the refrigerator and picked up a bottle of pickles lying there.

When he entered the room, I was lying cuddled in the bed and lay almost exhausted. I was trying to spill out to feel better. He gave me the coke to drink which I gulped in one go. A piece of salty pickle inside me made me feel normal once again and in a little while I regained my appetite for more. He slid inside the blanket with me and hugging me tightly asked if I enjoyed it.

I replied, "yes I did but not the last part when you forced your entire cum in me". He laughed lightly and replied, "I do not now believe in wasting my cum. I always put it inside either from the top or the bottom. There is no fun when you spit it out", saying this he once again kissed my lips and started fondling my boobs and nipples.

After a little while, I could once again feel his cock grow on my thighs. He looked at me in my eyes and asked with a naughty smile, "shall we?" and I nodded my willingness as I too was turned on badly with his fingers playing with my nipples and his lips on my neck, ear lobs, cheeks and my entire body down underl. My sexual appetite wasn't satisfied yet as I hadn't taken his penis inside me.

I now wanted him to fuck me. He slid his right hand between my legs and started to rub my clit slowly while he kept on kissing the upper parts of my body. He went down and licked my naval, encircling it with the tip of his tongue and went further down to suck my pussy and suck it hard. I was moaning slowly, "TAPAN..... PLEASE.... AB BUS BAHUT HO GAYA....

AAAAAHHHH...... UUUMMMMMMM...... TAPAN..... PLEASE LET ME GO NOW....PLEASE TAPAN..... AAAAHHHHH...... TAPANNNN....... AB DAAL BHI DO NA PLEASE..... AB NAHI RUKA JAA RAHA TAPAN......... AB AAO NA PLEASE..... TAKE ME NOW.... PUT YOUR TOOL INSIDE ME TAPAN...... PLEASE COME ON IN NOW MY LOVER..... "

He continued to lick me so passionately that I could hardly stop him from doing so. I wanted him to go on and on. I wanted him more. I now wanted him inside. I was turned on as he started to slide his middle finger inside my vagina while licking my clitoris. I just couldn't control myself and pulled him up towards me and told him,

"I can not take it any more Tapan now come inside and satisfied me. Take me now Tapan, please do it to me now", he smiled and said, "relax Alka baby, shall I enter you now?" I did not have an answer to that, I simply wanted him to fuck me. But he knew what I wanted and asked me if I had any piece of condom with us.

Since I was already on the pills and I always like to have the touch of the penis inside me, I told him to forget about the condom and come in now. He pushed me on my back and spread my legs wide enough for ease. He came on top of me kissing my lips with lots of passion. I could feel the tip of his penis rubbing all around the lips of my pussy and I would let out a soft moan.

AAAAAAHHHHHH...... TAPAN....... UUUMMMMM... PLEASE COME INSIDE ME NOW...... AB AUR NA TARPAAO TAPAN...... PLEASE.... AB MAAN BHI JAAO TAPAN...... AAA JAO NA..... TAPANNNN.... AAAAAAHHHHHHH.......... UUUUUFFFFFF......... TAPANNNNNNN...

He kept on rubbing his penis around my pussy and was teasing me a lot making me almost beg to him to come in now. Suddenly he made the move and entered me a bit, I sighed loudly in pain and pleasure as it came as a surprise to me. He had put the tip of his penis inside me while kissing me on my lips and playing with my tongue.

He kept going deeper and deeper inside me. I could feel him touch my deepest depth which was generally not touched by my hubby. I was moaning and wriggling under him. AAAAAHHHHH....... UUUUMMMMMMM....... TAPAN.... UUUUUFFFFFFF...... MUJHE AB LE LO TAPAN..... TAKE ME NOW..... PLEASE LOVE ME TAPAN...... COME NOW...... MAKE LOVE TO ME NOW TAPAN.....

He started sucking my nipples and began slowly humping me. He too was moaning softly ALKAAAAHHH.... LOVE YOU HONEEEEEEE...... ALKA... MY LOVE.....I WOULD FUCK YOU NOW ALKA.... FUCK YOU ALWAYS..... MY LOVE....AAAAHHHHHH..... YEAHHHHH....ALKAAAA..... I could almost feel his dick growing inside me.

He would take his one hand down towards my pussy and rub if softly while fucking me. It was driving me crazy and to a huge orgasm. Tears had started flowing out of my eyes in total excitement and pleasure. He licked them from my cheeks and continued to fuck me a bit faster increasing his thrust. I was now moaning loudly.

With his every stroke, he was going deeper and deeper inside me. I was thinking that he was about to come but he pulled his penis out and made me to take the doggy posture and re-entered from behind me without showing any mercy. He continued to hump me deeper and hard. He held me by my hairs and went on stroking me faster as I kept on moaning.

I was reaching orgasm after orgasm and the juices were flowing out of my vagina like a stream flowing without any end. It was making patches on the bed but we were beyond caring. He changed multiple positions to make me cum several times. I was getting tired but he was not ready to listen to me.

He put me back on the missionary position and put my legs on his shoulders and kept on stroking me. After nearly five more minutes of hard labour, he started grunting and I could feel his penis pulsating deep inside me as he stroked, he came in finally. I felt as if I was in heaven and I too started to cum hard at the same time.

This was the most shattering experience I had since a long time. He finally collapsed on me with his face buried, in my cleavage. I was hugging him with my legs and had dug my nails deep inside his skin and bit him hard. We dozed off for some time, closely huddled together, in each other's arms. I could feel his warm breathing on my breasts.

I kissed him softly on his forehead when he woke up. He once again took me in his arms and kissed me most passionately. I looked at the wall clock and it was now getting close to the lunch time, I was surprised as we had been sleeping for nearly an hour. As I tried to get up, he gripped me and made me lay by his side while he began fondling my body.

It looked like his lust was not yet fully satisfied. After such a violent sex, where he had been absolutely dominating and brutal, I was feeling very tired. I wanted to rest and sleep but he was not in the mood yet to allow me those things. He had started playing with my parts and stroking them gently. With his continuance fondling, I too began to get aroused and started moaning softly.

When I was hot enough to take him and asked him to put his dick inside me, he asked me to turn over as he wanted to fuck my ass. For once I was horrified as I knew the pain would be terrible and almost unbearable. I was sure it would be tight again as a virgin ass and now knowing Tapan's brutality, I was scared.

He turned me over and raised my hips with his both hands and asked me to let my head remain on the bed. He with his both hands opened the cheeks of my buttocks and began licking my ass. He was trying to penetrate my ass with his tongue by opening the cheeks a little more than required to grease it. I could feel his tongue slowly going inside the ass and wetting it.

When he was sure that it was now moist enough, he did some more licking and then put the tip of his penis on the mouth of my ass and tried to push it inside with a little pressure. It went only about a quarter inside. I was now crying with pain and almost begging him to stop and pull out. The grip of his hands on my hips did not allow me to move and try to remove his penis from inside my ass.

He took out his penis a little and gave another gentle push to make it go more than half. The pain was now getting unbearable and I was now crying with tears rolling out of my eyes. One final push from him and it was fully inside while I let out a loud cry in pain and continued to cry, "NO.... NOOOOO..... TAPAN NOO... STOP IT PLEASE..... I CAN'T TAKE IT.... TAPAN LEAVE ME PLEASE.....

AAAYYEEEEEE.... UUUFFFFF..... NO.... NO.... NOOOOOO....." Now he starting humping his strokes in and out without bothering about my cries and pain. He kept on with his strokes and slowly the pain started subsiding and my cries turned on to moaning. After nearly ten minutes or so, he finally came and released all his discharge inside me.

He did not stop and nor did he pull out his penis till the last drop of semen was released and sprayed in my ass. I slumped on the bed almost half dead and he too laid down by my side. After some time, I some how got up and this time he let me go to the wash room while he remained lying in the bed.

I took a hot water bath and when I came out and started to dress, he too was getting ready to leave. He finally left after giving a long passionate kiss on my lips. After his departure, I slumped on the bed and slept for a long time. I finally woke up in the evening, took another hot water bath and tried to give the heat treatment to several marks on my chest and back left by the bites from Tapan.

It took almost a week for them to heal finally and during this time, I was unable to undress in the presence of my husband. Even when I had sex with him, I turned off every light in the room so that he may not see those marks. Tapan did not return ever and I also did not contact him any further though I loved his brutal love making that had reduced me to a slave. But I really loved that slavery.

Shashi getting gangbanged in Jaipur

Dear friends, this is again shashi from bangalore who gets fucked by my boss day in and day out with true episode what happened last week on the jaipur highway. me and my hubby had gone to jaipur for a holiday, off course which was fully sponsored by my boss due to my closest proximity with him,

all said and done he is the best fucker I have experienced that too at the age of 54 he satisfies me to the core, really guys you should learn with him the art to treat a womans body. its very hard for me to put this together what went like a night mare and hard to accept it, our holiday was for 4 days,

first two days went around sight seeing on the third day the hotel satff told us to visit ajmir a muslim dargha which was famous, it was a saturday and we set out togo there by taxi which we booked from the hotel, it was the same driver who had picked us up from the airport as a part of free trasfers from the hotel side.

the drivers name was aman and must be around 40 well built and mannered ferried us to ajmir we went around the darga and all and started back to jaipur by 5 pm which is about 200 kms. on the way we saw lot of marble shops with lot of staues and curios, and when we were going had planned to stop while returning so that we can pick up few things for our house which is under construction at bangalore.

aman stopped at a marble place which was quite secluded and told us he was the best in the area, and we went around the open site where all these things were placed, at that time I heard some one say good evening maam, turned to see it was man must be 50s introduced himself as kabir partner of the shop and shook hands with my hubby venky,

he showed us around for a while and called out to one by name arun and another boy krishna to show us more around. sun had started to set as it was around 6 and we had spent nearly an hour without selecting anything, jst about that time kabir came back again and told arun and krishna to take us to the godown little further inside to show few more things

and we followed them without evening thinking what was about to come, they opened the locked doors of the godown and we followed arun and krishna inside. lot of marble things were there, one small cot like to sit was there and the whole place was lit with only small bulb, me and my hubby got busy seeing things may be 10 mts have passed I felt something cold

near my neck to realise arun was holding a knife at my throat and pulled me aside and krishna threatened of dire consequences if they scream or do foolish things and arun was at my back had his right hand with knife at my throat and with left hand around my waist and slowly pulling me away from my hubby, and he stood motionless seeing at the things happening.

i was wearing a saree and aruns hand were gripping on my stomach tight and my full body was against him, and he slowly moved his hand up and under the my saree pullo he reached for my right breast and started to squeez and rubbing his groin on my ass, I struggled to get free but the sharp knife started to hurt me,

jst then we heard a loud voice asking us to obey or get killed and burried of in the desert behind it was none other than kabir himself, he brought in a folding chair and made my hubby sit on it and told us in stern words that they wanted sex as they have starved for it, and would not hurt if they cooperate or else we will do the hard way which will hurt and slapped very hard on my hubbys face and told him to tell me to cooperate,

he jst looked at me shockingly, his eyes told me to jst cooperate with them. krishna who was standing gaurd started to tie my hubbys leg and hands to the chair, while kabir watched, by the time all this went arun had unbuttoned my blouse and without opening the bra had pulled my breasts out, he had placed the knife aside and was massaging both my breasts from behind,

I could feel his hard cock over his pants rubbing on my ass, and he kept necking me with his mouth and all his saliva on my neck, I was jst feeling like fainting. jst then in the dim light I could see kabir and krishna coming towards me, he shouted at arun bastard thats my prey and you are already mauling her and slapped him, arun and krishna held my both hands so that I dont move and kabir hugged me,

his fat stomach was coming in the way and closed in and lip locked to me, with one hand he held my jaws with pressure so that I would open my mouth and I could feel his toung going in me, I could get that sick taste of his cigarette tobacco taste from his saliva, he kept on drooling like a dog and pushed all his saliva into my mouth and all over my face,

as he did this he caught both my breasts and violently kneaded them, with one hand he started to lift my saree up and told arun and krishna to hold the saree and he knelt down and he forcible separated my legs apart and burried his face on my panty and bit me all over, as he started to maon with exitement started to lower my panty arun and krishna started to suck both my breasts,

I knew it was a waste to resist and jst stood still and my hubby kept on watching their act motionless, both of them were chewing my nipples was making me more wet and I could feel kabir enjoying my wetness,i could hear kabir slurping all my juices with that exitement I was loosing my strength to stand, realising that he ordered krishna and arun to strip me naked, and they didnt take much time to do it.

i was shamelessly standing amongst 3 strange men fully nude, breathig heavily, they dragged me towards the small cot and made me lie down on my backwith both hands held by these two for his master to have the prey, I saw kabir undressing himself and was nude in no time, jst then I heard the door creak and flet some saviour has come to see that our car driver aman had come,

and they all had a good laugh for me to realise that he was also a part of this team, but he didnt come near me, intead he went towards my hubby and held his shoulder, he jst lifted my hubby head up and lip locked with him, oh god he was a gay he wanted my hubby, here kabir started to fist my pussy with his right hand and with his left hand he was stroking his cock to get more and more hard,

he came sat on my breast and pushed his cock into my mouth, it was already ozzing with his precum and he ordered me to suck it properly and pushed his cock till I chocked, he was desperate, he was wild and he was like a animal, his cock was not fully hard but still went down and lay on me like a monster and with one hand was guiding it inside me,

as he guided he was talking all filthy things in my ears and I could feel him enter me hardly he must have stroked me twice he spurted his semen inside me, and pulled out his cock his 2nd and 3 rd jerks of semen was all outside my pussy and belly and he grunted and moved out to a side,as he had failed to attain that satifaction of fucking me.

went to see aman the driver had almost pulled the pants down of my hubby and was kneeling and sucking my hubby cock which he had managed to get it hard, jst then I realised that arun who had knife at me was almost nude and came on top of me, one hand krishna was holding and the other hand he guided down and told in hindhi bitch guide my cock into your hole,

dont lie down like a vegetable, I will show you now whats fucking, I reached for his cock which was hard like a steel rod and pulsating with vigour, I guided it and in a jiffy he had mouted on me as it was already wet with kabirs semen, he started his pounding in slow rhythm, I could hear kabir and aman talk to my hubby but it was not clear as arun was fully on me like animal and driving his shaft in and out of me,

I really had awild orgasm while I dug my nails on his back and he kept pounding me, krishna also had left me free and gone far and I was mercilessly shafted by arun, no doubt he had the capacity to control and pound me, in no time I was climaxing he grunted and loaded his sperms deep in my well and slept on me few minutes,

when he slipped out of me he slept next to me to see the horror that aman had sucked my hubby clean and in the doggy style he was lubricating his ass with saliva, I could hear my hubby say please do in my mouth anynumber of time but not my back which went unheard and I could see aman enetering into my hubbys ass and from the front krishna

was fucking in my hubby mouth while kabir shot the sexcapade on his mobile phone, I could hear krishna order my hubby bastard dont waste a drop of my cum drink it full and cummed in his mouth and aman kept shafting in his ass and he too finished in the next few minues.

now kabir came towards me everyone was nude and horny around, I never had any energy left, he spread my thighs apart and spread my pussy lips and fingered my clitoris, he was exiting me more and more and my pussy stated to oozee all my juices, I never had a piece of cloth to wipe myself, my pussy was well mixed with my juice kabirs and aruns semen,

he slowly started to finger fuck me, I was very much aroused and lifted my lips to get more, now he inserted 2 fingers and I was really exited and now slowly he lubricated my ass with all the juices and inserted in my ass. in my ass I was not a virgin as my boss had fucked me innumerable times in my ass, but I pretended to be hurting,

he was shafting his cock with the left hand which had grown to full size, arun and krishna came from both sides and lifted my ass up in the air and kabir moved in to shaft my ass, I was in full lust for sex and wnated more now, I look on my eyes was turning kabir more and more horny and with one push his almost 6 inch shaft was in my ass, and he started moving in and out in rhythm,

since this was his second round I new he is going to pound my ass to his hearts content, he kept on admiring my body while fucking and krishna and arun bend on me and sucked my nipples, every single minute felt like hours and aman too came and stood near my head, and spread his legs apart and asked me to suck his genitals and his cock had become limp fucking my hubby in the ass.

I was so teased up I became their whore I sucked his balls gently and put all my saliva on it, I was having multyple organms and I gave such a nice sucking he would remember throughout his life. i could hear kabir say I am coming, I am coming and loaded his semen deep inside my ass,

as he pulled his cock out krishna and arun lowered my ass to the cot without wasting any time krishna jumped over me and inserted his cock in a jiffy in my pussy and pounded with such speed like its the end of the world in any minute, he slept on me fully lip locking, fucking my mouth with his toung and my pussy with his cock,

I was too exhausted to give him any reaction for his action instead I lay like dead woman for him to unload his semen into me and get down which he did in about 5 mts. it took me more than hour to regain my condition slowly got up krishna and arun brought a bucket of water and helped me wash, in the name of washing my pussy arun was finger fucking me,

but I had no reaction, got dressed up hubby also helped me, kabir promissed to give the memory stick of the mobile at the airport, and gave a tight hug and sorry but enjoyed, aman came hugged my hubby and lip locked for a while I could see even my hubby seems to be enjoying it as both caressed each other passionataely.

we came bk to hotel had a good hot water bath, hubby wnet down got I pill in case of emergency and both of us had 2 drinks and slept, morning as I woke my hubby fingered me got me wet and mounted on me and had a nice long fuck passionately and never spoke abt the incident till today and we returned back to bangalore.

Dear readers waiting for your sincere comments on the narration which I have takes pains to explain in detail. Loving Shashi.

Black Thug and White Mother

Subscribe in a reader Karim lived with his 39 year old mother Layla and his 52 year old father Elias in a nice home in a nice neighborhood.

Karim was 18 years old, still studying to become a business man. His mother was a stay at home mom taking care of her husband and son. His father was a farmer working in the field to make a living for his family.

Elias was considered lucky to have found a woman as beautiful and faithful as Layla. She had a slender figure with big breasts. She had big blue eyes and long golden hair.

Elias was a strong man respected in the town by all the people. He was also a handsome man although he was beginning to have some weaknesses and pains due to age.

Karim loved his parents very much and considered them the role models for any married couple. He was 100% sure that his parents loved each other and he always wished he could find a woman as faithful as his mother.

Layla had never been with a man other than her husband before or after marriage. Elias was the love of her life and she has been faithful to him since the first day of marriage.

Next to the house where Karim and his parents lived, there was a small empty house that has been vacant for a long time.

One hot day in mid-June, Karim saw a car stopping in front of this empty house. The car was followed by a small truck with furniture and other stuff in it. Someone was moving in to the house next door. Finally, the family will not be alone. They will have another family as their neighbors.

But Karim saw only one person getting out of the small car: a huge black man with huge muscular arms and standing nearly at 6’2”. Tattoos covered his body and his hair was cropped short. He had a mean look in his eyes. Karim would find out later that Jamal has just been released from prison after spending five years convicted with charges of **** and assault against three white women.

Jamal has served his prison time and at 34 years, he wanted to begin somewhere new.

Karim quickly turned down his gaze in fear of the mean look of Jamal as he passed next to him.

Through the kitchen window, Jamal took a glimpse at the innocent mother baking for her family. An idea crossed his mind as he licked his lips: He was gonna have a lot of fun with his new neighbors.

When Elias returned at night from his work, Layla put the dinner for him and told him about their new neighbor. All the afternoon he has been training his muscles in his new garage with weights.

Layla was not comfortable with the look Jamal gave her when he saw her for the first time and Elias sensed that his wife was uneasy with the new man in the neighborhood.

Elias was a good man and he did not like sterotypes about anyone, even black men. He did not believe that all black men were bad and that the white man should protect his woman from the predator that is the black man. He also believed that a convict is a free man after serving his time and no prejudice should be applied to him.

The father decided to go with his son the next morning to meet and greet their new neighbor.

At 7:00 in the morning and before going to work and school, the two white men went to the door of the black bodybuilder to get to know him.
Knocking on the door a few times, the dad and the son were met by a towering hulk of a man in a tight underwear. “What the fuck do you want punks?”

Elias was not used to people talking to him in such a derogatory manner but he wanted to have good relations with this new neighbor.
Introducing himself as his neighbor, the black giant smiled remembering Layla and getting to meet her white husband and son. Changing his tone, Jamal shook the hand of the father firmly.

Elias noticed the strength of this black man and watched the big biceps rippling with muscles and veins. After introducing themselves and wishing him a nice stay in the neighborhood, the father and the son went to their work and college.

Jamal had no work. He pimped whores and sold drugs to get money and he didn’t plan to find a new job. For now he wanted to train his muscles some more in the sun.

He went to the backyard and began training with the weights, his big tattooed muscles flexing and growing bigger. His body was so muscular and so manly he looked like a black muscle god.

Layla was used to go out into her backyard to put the laundry in the air to dry. She never had any neighbors next to her so she was not expecting to see Jamal a few feet away from her.

Going out from the door, the mother was surprised in seeing the black man in nothing but a blue boxer flexing his biceps while using 40-lb dumbbells. The rippling muscles grabbed the attention of the woman for a minute before she decided to tend to her work and went to put the laundry on the line.
Jamal was used to go for what he wants and he got it most times so he didn’t miss the chance to whistle at the mother’s shapely ass while she was hanging the laundry.

Layla knew that these whistles were for her. Her cheeks turned red and she
turned to see the black handsome thug flexing his biceps and winking at her.
Layla left the laundry in the yard and ran inside the house. She will wait until her husband and son come home and then she will continue. She could not believe how bold and vulgar was this black man, giving her these dirty looks and gestures knowing that she is a married mother.

That day, Layla did not tell her husband and son what happened. She knew Jamal was in a gang and he may do problems to the men. She decided to stay out of his way.

Next day at noon, Layla was in the kitchen washing the dishes when she noticed that the window of the bathroom of Jamal’s house was directly facing hers and the window of the bathroom was completely open.

A few moments later, she saw Jamal entering the bathroom in his boxers and wife beater all sweaty after two hours of workout. When he began to take off his wife beater, Layla knew that the man was about to take a shower. As she was turning to leave the kitchen, she watched as Jamal took off his underwear and she stifled a scream as she saw the cock that this black man had between his legs.

At first, the white mother thought that her eyes were betraying her. She has only seen the cock of her white husband Elias but it looked like Jamal’s cock was at least double her husband’s size and much thicker. It looked as big as the horse’s cock. Her modesty could not rival her female instincts. Her legs refused to move and her eyes wouldn’t close as the sight burned her gaze and imprinted in her mind. As Jamal went under the water to wash his sweaty body swinging his fat column of meat, the faithful mother licked her lips unconsciously.

No woman can resist the sight of such a perfect cock. And Layla, although faithful and innocent was a woman in the end. She watched as this hunk of a man soaped his muscular body and took extra attention with his big cock and balls.

Suddenly, the black thug turned and saw the white wife and mother peeping at his naked body. This was not new to Jamal. It was not the first time a woman devoured his cock with her eyes. His cock began to grow as he saw the innocent white wife looking at him form her kitchen’s window.
He decided to give her a show. Grabbing his monster cock in his right hand, he began masturbating and jerking it at the amazement of Layla. Five minutes later, Layla’s jaw dropped open as she saw thick streams of cum gushing out of the monster cock. It seemed like a never ending torrent of potent male cream. Is balls jerked heavily with every spurt until Jamal emptied all of his load on the bathroom floor.

Smiling a devilish smile at the woman, Jamal knew that he was going to achieve his goal sooner than he expected.

That night, sleeping next to her handsome husband that she loved, Layla
dreamed only one dream and it involved a very big and thick cock that belonged to the black muscular stud thug living next door.

Layla’s pussy juices ran all night just at the thought of Jamal’s black cock.
Layla decided that these were just thoughts. Next day, she will act as if nothing happened.

During the past days, Jamal tried to act nice with Karim. He wanted to get closer to him so that he has a reason to come to the house and be close to Layla.

Next day, Karim went with his mother to the next village because she wanted to see some of her relatives. He told her he would come back and get her in the afternoon.

Onhis way back, his car broke down and he sent it to the garage for repair.
Knowing what happened, Jamal found it a golden chance for him to be alone with the white vixen.

He convinced the son that he will go in his car and bring back his mother. That’s what friends are for in the end.

Arriving at the road where Layla was waiting for her son, Layla was flushed to see Jamal telling her that he was the one who will get her back to the house because her son’s car broke down.

At first, Layla decided to walk home but to her bad fortune, a torrential rain began to pour even though in that part of the country it was rare to rain in June. It was her bad luck that day that she was obliged to share Jamals’s car on the way back to the village.

The conservative mother sat next to the black man who was in his sleeveless short showing his big bulging muscles.

Layla felt her heart fluttering when she remembered how that black man looked in the buff. He husband had a nice looking body for his age but he was no muscle god like Jamal. As the car drove, Layla was thinking that the woman that this man will marry will be a very lucky woman.

Her train of thought was cut as Jamal abruptly stopped the car to the side and kissed her feverishly on the lips. Her first reaction was a total shock and then she fought hard to escape the clutches of this black demon. He seemed to devour her dainty white lips with his big fat black lips. His tongue breached her mouth to meet with her tongue and swap saliva.

The thug’s hands were all over her body squeezing her breasts, pressing on her pussy.

The pressure, the sexual acts and her imagination of his naked body were too much for her. In two minutes she surrendered. She found herself topless with this black man sucking hungrily at her rosy nipples, while his hands were massaging her big breasts.

She has never let anyone treat her like that. Her husband was the only man to lay hand on her and he was so gentle not like this bull ravishing her.
Pushing at her skirt, he obliged the mother to take it off and soon the panties followed.

There she was a married white faithful woman, totally naked in the car with a black convict, being molested and sexually used by a man who is not even her husband.

Jamal was an expert in dealing with white women and especially married women who had nice husbands like Elias. He knew how to free the slut inside them, the true woman that their nice calm husbands did not know even existed.

Taking his left hand, he grabbed Layla’s pussy and began to play with it and press on it. A deep moan escaped the mother’s mouth. These were new sensations that she had suppressed for a long time. Without notice, Layla felt one black finger intruding into her sacred chamber as one of her nipples was still being bitten and sucked by Jamal.

She jumped a little in her seat and put her hands on his big muscular forearm trying to push it away. Instead, Jamal snug his finger deeper into the mother’s pussy.

Layla felt her juices begin to flow and she was unable to push any harder on this man’s arm. She let him continue to finger her.

Taking off his jeans, Jamal stayed in his dirty white wifebeater while being completely naked from the waist down. Before he came to grab her, Jamal took off his underwear at home. This way it is quicker.

Jamal sensed that the white woman’s cunt was already lubed enough from her own juices so he picked her up in his arms and lowered her down on his big erect black pole.

As soon as the precum covered head of the thug’s black cock touched the white mother’s cunt lips, a jolt of electricity shot through her whole body form her toes to her head.

Screaming a little as she was lowered on the fuck pole, Layla felt her cunt being dilated. The only time she felt like that was when she gave birth to her only son, Karim. She has never felt this feeling with her husband Elias.
Little by little, the white mother sunk on the black cock until she was fully impaled on the black thug’s monster. Layla held on to the muscular broad shoulders of the black man impaling her on his cock. She noticed her wedding ring still on her hand the symbol of her love and devotion to her loving caring husband Elias. But at this moment, she wasn’t thinking straight, all her mental power was centered in her cunt on the black pussy breaker conquering her.
As she began to raise and lower herself on the fuck pole, her breasts jiggled and deep sultry moans escaped her throat. Layla closed her eyes as the pleasure and pain in her overstretched cunt enveloped her.

Was this how a woman should feel when she was filled to the brim with a huge man’s cock? Was she missing all this pleasure during her marriage to Elias, the father of her only child? She couldn’t decide then and there but she knew one thing: this pleasure she was feeling from the black man’s dirty thick cock made her sit on a cloud high above.

She felt the pleasure she was given by this 12 inch cock as much as the pleasure that her poor husband gave her during their twenty years of marriage combined with all the happiness she felt with him during these years.

Jamal suddenly grabbed her by her waist and she watched his muscles flexing as he moved her faster up and down on his cock.

Anyone passing next to them would see her as the slut pleasuring the black stud in the old car but she didn’t care. Her screams grew louder than the sound of the rain outside as Jamal’s cock filled her completely.

To add to all this Jamal began biting feverishly at the white mother’s big breasts. He was consumed by lust for this white woman. And whenever the thought of the white father and husband crossed his mind, his cock grew stiffer. He was turned on by the act of taking what belongs to the white man.

After 45 minutes of riding the cock, Layla was delirious she has already orgasmed five times and the stud under her is still going on fucking her brains out.

Looking into his eyes, she saw an animalistic expression as he showed his teeth and bellowed and she felt the cock head inside her expand as the balls boil under her pussy.

Stream after stream of potent hot cum burned her womb and cervix. She screamed at the sensation and ravished his lips kissing him in gratitude for the pleasure he has given her.

After they finished, streams of white cum flowed from the white mother’s freshly fucked pussy as her breasts were covered with love bites from the black stud.
On the way home, Layla tried to look the best she could so that her family doesn’t know what happened.

Arriving at the house, Layla found her husband and son worried mad about her and they ran to welcome her. Jamal told the worried father that their car also broke down and they waited for the rain to stop to fix it.

The naïve father Elias believed every word from the mouth of the stud who has fucked his wife senseless for the last hour. Karim had some doubts in him as to what happened. He noticed how his mother couldn’t look in his father’s eyes and she ran inside directly.

For the next week, Layla couldn’t see Jamal. He didn’t train in the yard, he didn’t take a shower and he didn’t even try to come to her house. Layla was going crazy. She tried to have sex with her husband but she found it very underwhelming.

It wasn’t Elias’ fault. He was a healthy man like all other men. He could stay erect for several minutes but after getting hammered by the huge black cock for 45 minutes, her husband’s dick wasn’t satisfactory.

The white mother needed to feel the black cock inside her. Jamal knew that. It was his next step in the plan.

During this week, Elias remarked an increased activity to his neighbor’s house. After inspection, his worries came true. Gangs and black thugs and drug dealers were meeting in his neighbor’s house.

Elias didn’t like trouble. He found it best to stay with his wife and son inside the house during the gang’s stay at Jamal’s house.

After seven days, Jamal waited for the father and son to go outside the house and went to Layla.
Seeing him at the door, Layla felt her pussy on fire. She grabbed his hand and began kissing it. She fell to her knees and repeated one word please as she kissed the black thug’s crotch over the jeans.

That day, the once faithful wife took the black stud to her bedroom and laid on the bed she shares with her dear husband next to the wedding picture that showed them so happy. The white mother opened her thighs wide and waited for the black male to conquer her to penetrate the place that is reserved to her husband. She wanted the black cock in her cunt.

Jamal didn’t waste any time in positioning his torpedo between the mother’s legs and pushing to penetrate hew hungry cunt. The marital bed of Elias and Layla rocked heavily that day but the man taking the husband duty was the black muscular virile stud thug Jamal.

Layla screamed as her legs were up high in the air and the black cock pistoning in and out of her married cunt. She begged the black man to fuck her hard to stiff her with his cock. She told him she worshipped him. She loved him more than her husband of 20 years.

Orgasm after orgasm rocked her body as Jamal used her breasts and her cunt for his pleasure. Their lips intertwined many times as if they were husband and wife performing their duty In their bed, only the cuckold father was replaced by a stronger male.

The fucking lasted several hours this time. The sheets reeked of cum and vaginal fluid as Jamal emptied his heavy hairy balls inside the white mother’s womb many times.

The last load he saved for the picture of Layla and Elias. He wanted to show her symbolically what he thinks of the sanctity of her marriage to her beloved husband.
Layla watched in shame as Jamal squirted load after load over the picture of her husband in tuxedo and her in her wedding dress staining them both form head to toe with his virile black seed.

For the next week, Elias found his wife always in a good mood and she was relaxed as if she was practicing yoga.
What he didn’t know is that his faithful wife was getting a healthy dose of black stud sperm daily in her orifices.

The first time Layla sucked Jamal’s big cock, she salivated.
Kneeling in front of her man, the married mother held the big black cock and began to massage it lovingly. She raised it and took one of the big heavy hairy balls in her mouth and began to suck it and lick it lovingly.

Jamal was cocky and arrogant seeing this beautiful white wife debasing herself by sucking his big black cock. She had told him earlier that she has never done this for her poor husband. His black cock was the first cock to touch her lips.

After licking the balls, Layla kissed the black veiny shaft until reaching the head where she kissed it tasting the manly precum. She then engulfed it in her mouth and devoured it hungrily like a slut. She sucked it and gulped the semen that this cock produced. She was showing this black man that she was his property. She was worshipping him.

Some days, Jamal would instruct Layla to change all the sheets on the bed after he fucks her but to keep Elias’s pillow unchanged and unwashed. He got horny at the idea of the husband coming after a long day of work and putting his head on the place where he has already ejaculated and soaked with his cum.

At first, Elias would ask his wife what is the strange smell he is smelling on his pillow, but Layla assured him that it is washed and clean and she watched as her beloved husband rested his head on Jamal’s semen residues.

One day, Karim came home soon but didn’t find his mother home. The doubt still played in his mind and he decided to go check Jamal’s house.

As he was nearing the window to Jamal’s bedroom he heard the unmistakable sound of a woman’s moans.

Next will be relayed what Karim saw in his first-person view.

My world came to a halt when I peered through that thug’s bedroom window. There on the ground I found my dear mother on all fours all naked her thighs wide apart moaning a deep moan from her chest. Behind her, like a king like a stallion, the muscular black stud Jamal was mounting my mother like a horse mounts a mare, like a bull breeds a cow. Jamal, the thug, was fucking my mother’s cunt with his 12 inch cock aggressively. He was holding her with her breasts as he mounted and fucked her. I didn’t believe what I heard. My mother was begging this black man that was fucking her cunt to fuck her harder, to give her his precious cock, to give her his hot boiling cum.

Like animals, their black and white bodies heaved in sexual frenzy until Jamal bellowed like a bull, the light shining on his gorgeous muscular pecs, biceps and abs. His big balls were shaking as his cock engorged inside my mom’s fertile womb and he deposited his seed deep inside her cunt, a place reserved only for dad.
How could mom do that to dad, the best man in the world. He has never treated her wrong. Now I see that what they say in the porn stories is true, a big cock is more precious to a married mother than her husband and his life. No woman can resist a muscular body and a big cock like Jamal’s.

After they finished, I saw the trail of cum form mom’s hole as Jamal went to clean himself.

I hid behind the wall until my mom went back to our house and after a few minutes I followed her so she wouldn’t suspect anything.

As the days passed and mom began to spend more time at Jamal’s house even when dad was home, I felt that dad began to understand the horrible truth that was happening.
And I understand why he did not do anything to stop it. A few weeks earlier, we witnessed how Jamal and his gang beat up a white man to an inch of his life because he asked them to lower the music level. Dad knew that in this lawless neighborhood if he tries to confront Jamal he will probably end up dead.

Every time mom went to Jamal, I saw my proud father dying inside a little, blaming my mom with his eyes, how she can betray him like that. She made him a cuckold although he hasn’t seen it in his own eyes, she crushed his manhood and everything he was working for.

Dad even began to suspect that mom was paying Jamal for his services. That was very degrading and humiliating for him as a man for my mother to pay money to a black man to fuck her while he is present. He felt useless and weak but he didn’t talk for the fear of Jamal and his gang doing something to me or him.

The evil thug Jamal would sometimes taunt my decent proud father. He would walk out of the house while mom is there totally naked to show my dad his huge thick black cock. Dad would lower his head in shame and Jamal would laugh evilly at the sight.

One day, Jamal decided to play the game openly. He decided to fuck my mom in our house while dad was there. He was testing the honor of my dad and how much would he endure when his dignity is humiliated.

I arrived with dad that day at 4 in the afternoon and we went inside. Dad looked around but he didn’t find my mom. Going up the stairs to the second floor, dad froze as he heard the clear sound of sexual action and moaning coming from his own bedroom.

Regaining his composition he decided to make sure once and for all if what he thinks is true is happening. Opening the door slowly, he was met with the glaring gaze of Jamal as he was pounding into mom’s cunt right on the marital bed of dad and mom. Dad did not say a word and mom did not even see him. He just closed the door and went down to the living room.

Only a coward would do that. My dad saw my mom getting fucked by another man and he did not dare to say a word or to take action, maybe he is not the hero that all the village thought of him anymore. But on the other hand maybe he was trying to protect me and himself from the rage of the alpha male in the house, Jamal.
I waited with dad in the living room for two hours as moans and screams and nasty words came from my mom and Jamal. I saw some tears beginning to form in dad’s eyes but he suppressed them. After two hours, the sounds went quiet, I followed dad to the master bedroom and we found mom sleeping in Jamal’s arms with his big black snake laying on her white inner thigh still oozing cum and her pussy looked freshly fucked.

Dad closed the door on the man and woman and decided to spend the night in the guest room.

For the next few months, that was our life with Jamal fucking mom and dad not saying a word. Dad was grateful that none of Jamal’s gang came to our house and it seemed that Jamal was the only man fucking mom.

The shock came three months later when mom and Jamal came hand in hand to deliver the news to dad that mom was pregnant. Dad’s world crumbled around him. How could this happen he asked. I thought you were on the pill. Jamal asked me to stop taking it my mom replied.

Dad did not know what to do. My mom was pregnant with a black man, a thug’s baby under his roof. He didn’t know what to think of himself as a man anymore. Leaving the house for a few days, dad came back obedient to Jamal and acceptive of the new situation.

He had to sacrifice to keep us all safe.
The next few months saw my mom’s belly getting bigger with Jamal’s twin children. And Jamal kept taking money from dad for his own pleasure: to buy weed and alcohol and other stuff.

At this stage, dad knew that saying no was not the answer. One bullet and he could be dead.

Dad witnessed the birth of mom and Jamal’s two children in complete shame and humiliation especially in the hospital where everyone knew that he is not the father of the children.

A few months later, Jamal took mom with him and left town leaving dad a destroyed man, a shell of the proud man he used to be. And all of that because of 12 inches of black cock.

From Internet Friend to Real fuck

Her name was Ellen, and in her profile she described herself as being 37 years old, skinny, with brown hair and eyes, and an insatiable appetite for sex. Being a horny 20 year old male away at college, and desperate for female friends not of my own age, I began chatting with Ellen on an online chat room set up for "lonely hearts." What could be the harm, I thought to myself. Oh how wrong I was.

It all started innocently enough. The first few nights we exchanged pleasantries, and E-mail addresses, and eventually I revealed to her my name and where I lived. Ultimately, that proved to be a big mistake.

The chats starting getting more and more erotic, and eventually I became uncomfortable with Ellen's aggressiveness. Whereas I wanted to chat about my day, Ellen wanted to chat about how she wished she was there so she could "fuck my brains out." This lady is weirding me out, I thought to myself. So I did what most would do in that situation - I stopped chatting on that website and "cooled my heels" a bit until this female psycho moved on to her next subject. Little did I know, however, that by avoiding the situation only made Ellen more obsessed with me.

Then the E-mails started. At first they were cordial and were the standard "missing you in the chatroom" stuff. Then they became more aggressive, and the fact that I didn't reply to any of her messages only made her blood boil. It wasn't unusual to get home from a hard day at classes, log on and check my inbox, and see 20 messages - all from her! She accused me, among other things, of playing "hard to get" and being a "pussy tease." One particularly cryptic message read as follows:

"Listen up you little cocksucker. I know you're avoiding me, and Ellen doesn't like to be avoided. If you don't reply to this message, and soon, I'm going to show up at your door one day and gut you like the pig that you are."

As chilling as this message was, I still assumed Ellen would eventually tire of her game and get on with her life. She lived a good 2,000 miles away, I thought to myself. I was in no danger. But knowing that I lived alone in an off-campus apartment with few friends only added to my trepidation.

I then began receiving prank phone calls late at night. There would be heavy breathing, and then the line would go silent. I must admit that although the possibility I was being stalked frightened me to no end, the idea of that danger also added an element of eroticism. Each night after making sure my 2 windows were securely latched and my deadbolt was locked, I would masturbate under my sheets at the mere thought of a female sexual predator stalking me.

One night after returning from classes there was a knock on my door. Jeff, the only tenant in the building that I even remotely knew, told me there had been a woman looking for me earlier in the day.

"Who was it?" I asked, my breathing intensified.

"I don't know dude, but she knocked on our door and asked if we knew where you lived," Jeff said. "I told her your apartment number, but that you have late classes on Monday and wouldn't be home until after 9:00."

"Uh, okay. What did she look like?" I asked, trying to conjure up a mental picture in case I should run into her on the street.

"Well, she was skinny and plain looking. Straight brown hair, brown eyes, kinda pale," Jeff said. "To be honest, she's kinda homely. And she never smiled once."

Great, I thought to myself. My stalker is here, in town, and she knows where I live. The next few days I never went to classes and kept myself locked up in my apartment, cautious to even appear to be at home. I kept all my lights off, and even covered up the flicker up my television set with an extra sheet covering the front window.

After one week, however, there was no sign of my stalker and I assumed the coast was clear. That probably wasn't even Ellen, I thought to myself, ashamed that I would let my imagination run so wild. I laughingly pondered my situation as I entered my apartment one night. At that moment there was a thud to the back of my head, and then all went black.

Drearily I began to open my eyes, the light from the living room lamp burning my retinas. I then slowly regained my senses. Okay, I'm in my apartment. Okay, I'm naked and tired to a chair. Okay, there's a strange, crazed women walking into the living room and heading towards me.

"Glad you're finally awake, lover," said Ellen, who on outward appearances matched her profile. She was extremely skinny and had brown eyes and hair. But her hair was greasy and unkempt and clung to her forehead in bangs, and dark rings circled her dead brown eyes. Her skin was unblemished but a slippery white, and she had a large overbite and thin lips. She's certainly not a looker, I thought to myself.

My hands were tied behind the chair, and my feet were tied to the chair's legs. Ellen, wearing only a thin, worn-out yellow sweater and panties, brandished a long hunting knife in her right hand. Good God, I thought to myself, she's going to kill me!

"I just can't decide what to do with you," she said seductively. Although I found her unattractive, watching her small ass cheeks sway from side to side as she walked into the kitchen immediately stirred life into my cock. "Should I fuck you? Should I kill you? Should I fuck you and then kill you? Maybe I should kill you and then fuck you!" She laughed hysterically at that line.

"Uh, do I get a vote?" I jokingly suggested.

"Aw, fuck it," she said, as she dropped the knife, walked over to where I was sitting, and buried her face in my lap. Ellen, despite all of her obvious deficiencies, sucked cock like a pro. She worked me up and down for a good 10 minutes, warning me not to cum until she told me to. My cock had never been so hard in my life.

"Ummmm. . .tastes good lover," she said, occasionally pausing to look up at my face. I could tell that with her left hand she was furiously rubbing her pussy through her panties.

"Okay, enough foreplay. Let's fuck!" With that she pulled down her panties, which were obviously damp and stuck to her pubic hair, and ripped off that old yellow sweater. Although she was flat chested, her breasts sported two enormously long nipples that jutted out a good 2 inches from her chest. Ellen could tell from my reaction that I was indeed impressed.

"Like 'em baby?" she said, tweaking both with her fingers. "They're my pride and joy. Haven't found a bra yet that can contain them." She then stood over my throbbing cock, squatted slightly, and lowered herself down until her furry brown bush completely engulfed my member. My eyes rolled back into my head instinctively, as the feeling of her slippery wet pussy gliding up and down my cock almost sent me into convulsions.

"Oh god. Oh god," Ellen said, her bony thighs and rear banging up and down against my crotch furiously. Her long nipples occasionally brushed against my face, which sent her into several orgasms. I could tell from her reaction that those extra long monstrosities were extremely sensitive, so I took her right nipple in my teeth and worked it with my tongue. Ellen, meanwhile, was riding me furiously, almost knocking my chair over and nearly giving me whiplash.

"You're all mine," she said, panting through a long series of orgasms. "And don't you forget that."

Then I came. I came so much I though all the fluids were draining out of my body. Ellen continued bucking her hips even after I was long done, and she fucked me until my cock was too soft to stay inside her.

"Well, you're just too damned cute - and good - to kill," she told me as she loosened my restraints. "But I'm coming back next month, and I better get as much of your cock as I want or I really will gut you."

Wife With Husband's Friend

Subscribe in a reader My story happened almost three years ago this month. My name is Anjali and my husbands name is Rohan. I'm considered to be attractive and have always taken good care of myself. I'm proud to say my husbands friends have always told him they were envious of him to have me. Most men find my pretty face attractive,
but my large breasts (36d), flat stomach, and especially my firm bottom and muscular thighs get the most attention, although I have to admit I've never really dressed to show them off. I'm not really old fashion but I guess I've always dressed kind of a conservatively being a eastern girl. We dated through most of our college years and married soon after graduation.
I remained a virgin until our wedding night, which was something my husband had insisted on considering his old-fashion eastern up-bringing. He is a successful businessman so it hasn't really been necessary for me to work. Even so, I continued working part-time at one of his businesses for a few years until we decided it was time to start our family.
We are also ***** so we used the rhythm method of birth control until then so I've never been on the pill. After trying for two years with no results we decided it was time to seek some professional help. I became an expert at determining my most fertile time to conceive and my husband would always rush home to accommodate me. Unfortunately, no luck.
We went through all of the tests that are given to couples in our situation and learned I was ok, but my husband's sperm count was a little low. We chose to ignore the ones that suggested we adopt or consider artificial insemination. The latter my husband said he could never do, considering his old fashioned values and male pride.
Knowing the amount of time it takes and the problems involved with adoption it left both of us very depressed. So we just kept trying. Eventually though we found a doctor that had very good success with others couples we knew. After the examinations he said that there is nothing really wrong with either of us and our chances were good if we just changed our approach.
He said we were just trying too hard, a mistake many couples make in our situation. He suggested we should abstain from sex for about six weeks to let my husbands sperm count build up in combination with putting me on a strong fertility drug. Then at the most fertile time of my cycle we should try again. I have to admit it did make sense.
We checked the calendar and in six weeks a wedding reception was coming up that we were both looking forward to attending. It would be perfect for a much needed night together. A friend of Rohan from college was getting married and we both looked forward to the very much needed night out together. We marked it on the calendar as our "date night".
My husband is a shrewd businessman and one of his former friends and business rivals would also be at the wedding. His name was Sunel. They had been good friends, but were very competitive and were always trying to get the best of each other. It seemed like each always had something the other wanted and they both were equally successful in life.
Finally, they had a big falling out a few years ago. Rohan hoped to use the wedding as an opportunity to smooth things over as he admitted he took advantage of their relationship. Although I had only met him a couple of times I did know that his relationship with Rohan had cooled and just recently they began to speak again.
But anyway, that wasn't my concern, at least so I thought. Rohan had been working long hours and almost every night leaving us both rather frustrated and without any sex it was a long six weeks. Since the night of the reception would be my most fertile time I planned to make the most of it by buying a new outfit much different than I normally wear to surprise Rohan.
He likes to show me off to all of his old friends so I knew he would approve of my new look. He's always trying to get me to dress sexier. It was a very short aqua colored dress that was made of a nylon spandex like material that gave it a kind of shiny metallic look as it tightly hugged my curves.
It showed alot of cleavage and was very low in the back with a zipper. To match I bought a pair of shiny aqua panties of the same material that matched perfectly and decided not to wear any kind of a bra, something I've never done even though I knew my nipples would probably show through if I got cold.
When the night arrived I began to get ready early since the reception was almost an hour drive away. I had taken my temperature earlier and was happy to learn I was ovulating right on schedule. Perfect. To celebrate I even made myself a little drink, something I never do, to help me relax as I've never dressed in public this way.
When Rohan didn't get home I began to worry. I made myself another drink, put on my new dress, and stood in front of the mirror. Wow!, it didn't even look like me. Even though the dress was supposed to look classy it was so tight it appeared to be painted on my body. I knew I looked hot and couldn't wait to see Rohan reaction.
I was already feeling a tingling sensation in my panties just from the way it made me feel to wear this almost "slutty" outfit. He probably wouldn't even want to go to the reception I thought. Then the phone rang. It was him and he said they were having some serious problems at work with a new computer system and he didn't think he could get away.
By the sound of his voice I knew he felt terrible. He then told me he was really sorry and maybe I should just go myself. You can imagine my disappointment, but I understood and offered to just wait for him to get home. He told me he would be late and I might as well go without him and have a good time. No reason to ruin both our nights.
Besides we could still salvage our "date night" when we both got home. Normally, I probably wouldn't have but considering the drinks I'd had and not looking forward to another long evening alone waiting, I agreed to go without him. I was a little concerned about not knowing many people,
but Rohan convinced me that Sunel would also be there and would take care of me and introduce me to the other guests. He even asked me to try to smooth things over a little for him and invite Sunel to join us for dinner sometime. I didn't really know Sunel very well but I did remember him to be about 6'4' and built like any women's dream.
He was such a ladies man I figured he must be married by now and figured I could just sit with him and his wife for company. I considered changing my outfit, but since it was getting late and I didn't know many people anyway, I decided to go the way I was. As I pulled out of the driveway I looked down in my lap to see the hem of my tight dress riding up
showing the crotch of my panties and thought I'd have to be careful the way I sit tonight. I laughed and wondered if Rohan would have urged me to go if he knew how good I looked. When I got there I felt a little uncomfortable since I didn't recognize anyone and was getting some rather strange looks from the other guests the way I was dressed. Then I saw him.
Sunel was even more of a hunk than I remembered. I could tell he was also impressed with the way I looked too. His expression told me I was the hottest looking woman in the place. He smiled, walked up, and kissed me hello asking where Rohan was tonight. I explained the situation to him which didn't seem to disappoint him much and with a curious gleam
in his eye he asked me if I wanted to talk and get a drink. As we walked to a table he told me he was alone too, loved to dance, and would be honored to be my partner tonight. Since I really didn't know anyone else and he was acting like such a gentlemen, I told him yes. Besides Rohan asked me to try to help smooth things over.
Since my husband isn't much of a dancer anyway I figured it might be fun. We chatted quite a bit about Rohan and I and also talked of Sunel's recent divorce as he mentioned how lucky we were. I told him life wasn't always perfect and mentioned our fertilty problems as an example. We laughed about our broken plans for tonight and I told him
I probably would leave the reception early to salvage at least some of our "date night"since it was a very long six week wait.. He said he also thought he and Rohan should get together again and carried no hard feelings about the past. I knew this would make Rohan happy. After that we seemed to dance every one only stopping to have him get us another round of drinks
or take a breather while we talked. The hours went by fast and I found him to be very charming, although I found I did have to watch him on the slow ones to keep him from touching me a little too close for my comfort. Later as the night went on I began to relax and found myself enjoying him so close to me. I started to look forward to each slow dance.
It felt good to be held so close as we swayed with the rhythm of the music. One problem though was his muscular body was rubbing so close to the thinly covered material on my breasts it was stimulating me and causing a renewed tingling sensation in my panties. I just hadn't expected this sensitivity since I never usually go bra-less.
My breasts have always been very sensitive and my husband knows it's the quickest way to get me hot. Several times as we sat and talked I knew he must have accidentally gotten a view of my sexy matching panties as the shiny material tightly covered my mound. I was embarrassed and worried that he could see how wet I was getting.
My god, I was getting turned on dancing with this man. I wasn't the only one who noticed. I looked up and saw Sunel staring down at the shiny material covering my nipples and realized that they were erect and sticking through like bullets. I could feel the blood rush through my face as I blushed. Several times in the evening I had to excuse myself to go to the restroom.
I was really surprised at myself for reacting this way because I've never considered being with anyone other than my husband. I brushed it off as just the side affect of the hormones in the fertility pills and after all, it had been a long six weeks. The drinks were also making me more uninhibited.
When we danced again he reached around me and began to caress my ass as we swayed together. I didn't resist. I could tell he enjoyed the feeling of the spandex dress against the shiny panties covering my tight bottom, because I could feel his his growing erection begin to press against my flat tummy.
I couldn't tell how big it was but knew it must be much bigger than my husband. I wondered to myself as we swayed what a big cock might feel like and began rubbing myself against it, until to my disappointment, the dance ended. This snapped me out of it and I quickly realized I was starting to go too far. I knew I should go home before I embarrassed myself any further.
I was getting very drunk. When I told Sunel I needed to go he insisted I wait awhile until I sobered up a little. I have to admit I was having trouble walking. I told him I wanted to call my husband to come and get me and asked him to just help me find a phone. He agreed and we began walking to the lobby since the reception was at a rather large hotel.
As we walked and laughed we realized neither of us had change for a pay phone. Sunel offered to let me use the one in his room and I joked with him that a lady would never go to a strangers hotel room. We laughed again as he bowed and assured me he was a gentlemen. I really didn't want to try to walk any more so I convinced myself it was innocent enough and we went to his room.
Once inside, I stood trying to dial the phone to call Rohan. I was feeling better but was still rather unsteady and felt Sunel standing behind me to balance me when I dialed. As it rang Sunel gently rubbed the sides of my hips. When he didn't answer I turned to tell Sunel and the next thing I new his mouth was touching mine.
His lips were unlike those of my husbands, and even though I knew I shouldn't be doing this, I opened my mouth and we began kissing. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and pulled me close as he began to rub my bottom again. It felt sooo good. But, I knew I had to stop him. I broke away from his kiss and reminded him I was a married woman and also the wife of his friend.
I then told him I should go back to waiting in the lobby. He whispered his apology in my ear and told me he was having trouble controlling himself because I looked so hot as I stood there swaying in that tight dress. He said Rohan was a very lucky man to have a woman who looked and dressed like me and that he was sorry that I didn't want him, but he also understood.
Boy, he really knew what to say, and he was such a gentleman about it! And I was so horny! I told him that it wasn't that I didn't want to, but I was married and couldn't get carried away. I don't know why but, I had to kiss him again. I opened my mouth to feel his tongue once more before I left. Six weeks was so long.
I was just getting ready to break away again when he began to gently stroke my left breast through the soft shiny material of my dress. My Achilles heel. It felt so good it made my knees weak. Just a few minutes longer and then I would go. I wasn't too worried because I knew I could just stop him anytime anyway, he wasn't being forceful at all but still a gentlemen.
I convinced myself that it was just a little harmless petting, something I had done with other guys while still in college. Rohan would never know. Just a little harmless thrill. It felt so good I had to let him continue. He pulled the top of my dress down a little exposing my nipples further as we kissed.
He began to gently roll them between his fingertips as I rubbed his muscular chest. This man was gorgeous. When he unzipped the back of my dress and pulled my breasts out of the top to lick and suck them it startled me. I started to pull away so he increased his sucking to a point it felt to good to stop. I just couldn't beleive what I was doing and my mind was racing so fast.
My knees started getting weak and I had to sit down on the edge of the bed. Just a little longer I told myself, after all it had been six weeks. For some reason it was such an exciting thrill to be this naughty with someone other than my husband, especially his biggest rival. We lay back on the bed and I could feel his hands begin to caress the silkiness of my inner thighs.
When I didn't resist his hand pulled the hem of my dress up and I could feel him softly begin massaging my pussy through the material. Direct contact, this is what I needed. I moaned. His hands pushed my legs farther apart and he gently cupped the soft moistness of my cunt through my panties. I thought I would wet my pants right there. It felt so good.
I figured I would let him do this for a few minutes more and then I would have to make him stop. Sunel pulled the crotch of my panties aside and his hand was now inside with one of his fingers moving into the tight opening of my cunt. As my pussy got wetter and hotter he just continued to insert more fingers. Finally I moaned, "Sunel, we have to stop, please!,
I'm getting so hot, I shouldn't be here!" He responded by moving his mouth down my stomach and began to mouth the shiny material of my panties over my clit. My God! He was going to eat my pussy, something my husband has never done! When he began to pull off my panties I finally stopped him and told him we were getting carried away and I couldn't let that happen.
He said he understood and again promised he wouldn't do anything I didn't want him to do and would stop when I said so. He promised me no one would know. With that assurance I lifted my hips to let him pull my panties the rest of the way off. I just had to feel this sensation of his mouth on my opening.
I lay back and he began by slowly kissing the area around my labia before he began to lick my very wet cunt lips and clit. While he did this he continued to pinch my nipples and move his fingers inside of me. I was in ecstasy as it was everything I imagined it would be. He knew just what to do with a woman. Before long I began to feel my orgasm build within me.
I looked forward to the release that had been building for so long.Rohan very rarely makes me come so I was really looking forward to it and told myself I would stop afterwards. I needed it too bad. I was getting so hot now I was moaning very loudly and didn't even notice him remove his pants and move up between my legs.
When I felt his lips touch mine I opened my eyes to see Sunel above me and looked down to see him guiding his huge cock in between my quivering cunt lips. It was enormous and nearly twice the size of my husbands. I trembled at the huge size as he began to push the fat knob of the head into me. "Sunel no, stop, we can't..I'm not protected!", I screamed.
His next response surprised me, "I promise I'll pull out..please...I have to feel inside of you for just a few moments, oh you, yes....feel...so gooood!", and he continued to piston a few more inches into me. I was horrified, He wasn't going to stop!!! He was going to fuck me! I protested again, "No, Sunel please!, don't please, please!
I begged, "I can't.....not today...my husbands...waiting for me...I'm ovuulatttingggg.. ooohhhhhnnnoooo!". I tried to squeeze my legs together, but I was too close, I was starting to cum already as he sank in further, stretching my cunt lips apart, already more than ever before. My body then betrayed me as my hips began to push and move against him with my building orgasm.
I couldn't help it, I couldn't even speak. I could only moan and push back as he began to fuck me towards climax. He thrust in and out, sinking deeper into my pussy with every push until finally his entire shaft was into the hilt filling me completly. His pubic bone ground flat against mine.
I started to mouth a protest again when I felt his huge shaft push even deeper until it touched my cervix at the opening of my womb. That did it. I exploded in my first real orgasm ever I thought I was going to pass out as wave upon wave of pleasure went through my body. When I finally recovered I realized my pussy had adjusted to his huge size
and his massive cock was sliding smoothly in and out of my wet slit. All thoughts of my husband and my unprotected eggs were gone. I was in love with his huge cock. My body finally had what it had been waiting for all night. I was moaning as he slammed himself into me, bucking with the pure pleasure his cock was giving me.
It was fantastic having such a large, powerful forbidden cock inside me, and I felt my second climax building up in my stomach very quickly. I was going to come again! Sunel's thrusting then got stronger and I realized he was about to come too. I was somewhat disappointed because I knew he would have to pull out before I came again. I was so close. Then I felt it.
The feeling that I've yearned for again every day since that moment. His whole body lurched forward and I felt the tip of his penis smash against my cervix. He groaned loudly and shot the first spurt of his semen deep within me. My god, he wasn't pulling out! He was coming inside of me ! I was filled with both the feelings of ecstasy and absolute terror.
I tried to push him off, but it was too late. His hands were holding down mine and he was pushing into me with all the strength and intensity of his orgasm. What really surprised me is it felt so incredible! When my husband comes it just dribbles out of him. But with Sunel I could feel his hot sperm literaly shooting into me.
It fired with enough force and quantity I could literally feel each forbidden jet hit my cervix and penetrate through my womb. "You said you..would pull out!", I gasped, "Oh...I..can feel it.. your coming...inside me...oh no.....oh no...not.now..oh,..feels..so good.. I'm comming.....ooohhhh.!", as my hips again involuntarily began to push hard against him.
The most intense orgasm I've ever had hit me as he continued to thrust and all I could do was grab his ass and pull him into me further. My entire conscience was focused on this pleasure between my legs now and I screamed with the greatest sexual experience of my life. Wave upon wave of ecstacy went through my body as I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me deeper.
It was wonderful. I could feel his seed pouring out of me and down the crack of my ass as he kept spurting. I couldn't believe there was so much of it. As the waves subsided, I could feel the hot warmth of his load spreading out into the depths of my body, searching for my eggs. I just lay there for a moment in a dreamlike state marveling at the feeling of what was happening inside of me.
When reality began to return the fear of what I had done returned too. I looked down between my spread out legs to see the shiny coating of his seed as it clung to the shaft of his cock still partially inside of me. What had I done. I began to cry. Sunel noticed and looked deeply into my eyes as he continued to slowly pump his now shrinking tool.
As he did I could feel more of his come oozing out of my swollen pussy. "You said you would pull out......you promised! What if you got me pregnant, your not my husband!", I whimpered. His response shocked me, "Anjali I'm sorry, you looked and felt too good... I never imagined you would actually let me ########...Anjali....Rohan beautiful wife!...
when you said you were fertile tonight....well... I just had to give you mine....to make sure you had my baby... instead of that son of a bitch husband of yours!". I paused and looked at him. It all became perfectly clear. I understood now it was really just another competition. He was getting the best of Rohan.
I began to get angry then not at just Sunel, but Rohan, for letting me get into this situation. At that point it didn't matter anymore. It was done. I could never explain this to my husband. He would never forgive me. I got drunk and let my husbands rival fuck me and shoot his sperm in me, directly at my unprotected eggs at my most vulnerable time!
The night we planned together as our "date night". Considering the fertility pills I was on, my eggs were probably being fertilized at that very moment. Sunel filled me with so much of his potent sperm I knew I was pregnant with his child. I realized this game has been happening since the beginning of time.
I had let Sunel achieve the greatest victory of one rival male over another. Take an opponents woman and impregnate her with your offspring. Rohan would never be able to do better than that. As I thought about how crazy all of this was I realized my legs were still wrapped around him and he was still gently thrusting his cock inside of me as he held me down.
It really was a soothing feeling and even when he was soft he was still larger than my husband. I looked up at him and realized my body was starting to respond again. He kissed me again very gently and began softly licking my nipples. To my surprise I could feel his member was beginning to get hard again. My husband had never been able to recover so fast.
I knew I had to stop this time, just in case there was a chance it wasn't too late. I couldn't be so stupid to let him take me again! I let Sunel fuck me once and now he was starting to do it again. But as he continued I realized I couldn't stop him. I was still very turned on by what I had done. It felt too good. I was getting exactly what I needed and didn't ever want it to stop.
My hips again began to meet each of his thrusts. He released my hands and we began what turned out to be a very slow, even romantic fuck. We continued for a long time as I blocked out all thought of everything except how wonderful his large cock felt pistoning in and out of my wet cunt.
His big dick again filled me completely and was stretching my pussy to it's limits, something I knew that my husband will never be able to do. I had no idea sex with another man could feel so good. As we fucked I had several smaller orgasms that seemed to just run together. I lifted my head up and began to suck the nipples on his chest.
After a while Sunel panted, "I'm going to come again, should I pull out?" My response still surprises me to this day. As another orgasm built up inside me I begged, "No, come inside me, I want to to feel it...again..come inside of me...please!" He smiled, kissed me, and picked up his rhythm.
Before long he stiffened, and again I felt him shoot an incredible load of his sperm into me as I pushed my cunt up to meet each thrust. I could feel each jet hitting my cervix again which triggered another deep orgasm as it penetrated into my womb. When it hit me, I screamed and clawed at his back. It felt as if the whole world was whirling round; it was so wonderful.
Even my nipples burned. God, it felt so wonderfully taboo to think I was letting another man intentionally impregnate me with his child. It was the ultimate betrayal of my husband and I had completely submitted to him in every way. I knew that this betrayal is what excited me and made my orgasm so intense.
When he finally rolled off of me and pulled his long cock from my red and swollen pussy I slowly sat up on my elbows and looked down at how totally fucked I looked. My pretty dress was bunched up around my waste and my soaked panties were hanging on one ankle. My pussy was swollen and red and my pubic hair was matted and soaked with his cum.
My breasts were red and covered with marks from his intense sucking. But what was really amazing was the river of cum that was oozing from my stretched out opening and pooling on the bed beneath me. I grabbed a pillow and put it under my bottom to help elevate my womb. I wanted to keep it's warmth inside of me a little longer.
I was so opened up as I lay there I wondered if I would ever be able to feel my husbands small cock inside of me again. Sunel laughed and assured me it would be our secret. After about 20 minutes I staggered to my feet and the cum just ran down the insides of my thighs as I walked. I had never seen anything like it.
I knew I couldn't go home like this so I jumped into his shower and cleaned up as well as I could. When I finished I returned to see Sunel sleeping on the bed with his wonderfully slimy cock lying peacefully across his stomach. I slipped my dress on and pulled up what was left of my panties.
I left wondering if I would see him again but didn't want to risk arousing him again either. I could feel his come still leaking from me on the ride home and hoped my wet panties would soak it up. As I drove I kept asking myself how I could have let such a thing happen. I felt so naughty. I started fingering myself it made me so excited to think about it.
When I got home luckily Rohan was sleeping. I quickly went into the bathroom and slipped on a nightgown that covered my red and swollen breasts, put on fresh panties, and climbed into bed. I was terrified that somehow he would smell his rival's scent on me. As I lay there I could feel Sunel's warm semen still leaking from my pussy.
Rohan finally woke up as we lay there in the darkness. He reached for me and asked how I enjoyed the wedding. I told him it was fine but that for some reason I didn't feel very well. He seemed surprised and disappointed but seemed to understand. He then just snuggled up next to me and rubbed my tummy saying we will try again for our "date night" later when I felt better. I knew right then that I couldn't let him touch me again,
until I knew for sure, several weeks later, that yes, I was now carrying Sunel's child. He asked if I'd seen him and said he hoped he took care of me. I assured him that he had indeed, and added he was a complete gentleman. I told him we should probably get together with him sometime and Rohan agreed.
In the darkness I couldn't help but smile, he had no idea that another man's baby was now attached to my womb that he gently rubbed. Somehow I knew that it probably wouldn't be the last time either, but that is another story.