It was a cool winter afternoon in December. I was looking for a
garment shop in the city street to buy some gifts for my wife. She had
forgotten it was her birthday.
I wanted to give her a pleasant surprise. So, I took leave for the
afternoon from my office and went for shopping. My idea was to return
with the gifts, wish her a very happy birthday, gift her the presents
and later to take her out for an exciting dinner and enjoy the night.
I had planned to buy a complete set of exclusive apparel for her. My
searching eyes found the signboard of a shop specialized in garments
for ladies. I went in. I was welcomed and greeted by an elderly man
wearing pyjama and kurta at the glass-door entrance. A quick survey
inside the shop made me wonder if I made the right choice of shop.
There were about a dozen salesmen, all of them in their late fifties
or early sixties and only one salesgirl. And most of the customers
were elderly ladies! I was beginning to wonder if the shop was
specialized to sell clothes for elderly women only when the old man
interrupted my thought by asking politely what I was looking for.
I told him what I had in my mind. I was quick to enquire if they keep
stock of clothes of latest fashion for a young lady. Actually, I was
planning to retreat my steps quickly if he was about to show his
disappointment.
Instead, he broadened his smile revealing his stained teeth and said
gleefully: "Sure, sure. Sir, in fact, we do keep clothes of the latest
fashion for the modern lady only. Please come with me…."
I followed him towards the only salesgirl at the far end of the shop.
"Nisha, please attend and take care of him" he said to her.
Turning to me he said: "Nisha will show you all the latest fashion
clothes you need, Sir. I am sure you will be very pleased to see them.
Happy shopping to you." Then folding his hands in a gesture of
'Namaste' he bent his body forward in an inverted U position and went
back to attend other customers entering the shop.
"Yes, Sir, can I help you?" I withdrew my eyes from the old man to
look at the salesgirl saying this. Frankly, it was the first time I
looked at her attentively. She was not a girl but a married lady as I
could guess from the vermilion on the dividing line of hairs on her
forehead. She was medium-complexioned and could be of around 35 years
of age. Of average height, I guessed she might have a vital statistics
of 38-30-40. She wore a light blue colour sari with matching blouse
over which she wore a maroon colour cardigan without buttoning it. I
was sure she did not belong to a wealthy family or good financial
background as I could read it from her looks. She did not wear any
ornaments. May be she did the job of a salesgirl to make the both ends
meet. I was beginning to identify the attraction which made me to
continue to stare at
her when she interrupted my thought.
"Sir, you didn't tell me how can I help you" she said in an
embarrassing tone more to cut my probing stare at her than her
eagerness to help me.
"Oh..yes…" I said to cover up my confused gesture. I told her what I
was there for. She suggested to select the sari first and led me to
the glass shelves at the corner of the shop. Reaching there, she asked
me my choice of fabric, colour, etc. of the sari I wanted to buy.
Though I was sure of my choices suiting to my wife, yet I said her.
"Look, Nisha, let me be frank and honest with you. I don't have any
idea about ladies garments. Actually, I need these to present to my
wife on her birthday today as surprise gifts. That is why I have not
brought her along. So, I am depending on your help and guidance to
make the right choice. I leave everything to you to decide. Whatever
you choose would be fine with me. After all, more than men, ladies
know what other ladies like. Right?"
I think she bit my bait as she smiled for the first time as if she
understood my predicament. To her query, I gave her the height and
complexion of my wife but was careful not to tell the vital
statistics. I noticed an unmistakable sudden glare in her eyes when I
added price of the dresses was not a factor. It was only when she took
out bundles of saris and spread them in front of me that I was
convinced the shop indeed kept latest fashion materials as I could
find several costly saris among the lot similar to the ones my wife
wore on special occasions. After going through several saris now
heaped in front of us, she picked up a light blue colour one with
ornamental embellishment works on it.
She asked me "How do you like this one, Sir? But it is a little
costly. Its price is Rs.4250"
I must admire her choice as I too fell for the sari instantly. " Oh…
Nisha, you are simply superb and wonderful. Yeah, it is really a
fantastic choice. I must admire and appreciate you for this. My wife
would look gorgeous in this sari. Never mind the price, Nisha. I can
well afford it. After all it is my wife's happiness that matters" I said.
I noticed again the glare that lit up her eyes when I told not to
bother about the price though she said smilingly "Thank you, Sir".
She then led me to other shelves to choose the cloth for blouse. While
she turned, I had trouble to suppress a hissing rush of breath when my
eyes got a glimpse of her voluptuously protruding left breast under
the blouse uncovered with the pallu of her sari. As she was searching
for the cloth of matching colour, she asked me without looking at me:
"From your accent, I think you are a South Indian, Sir".
"You are right. I am a Keralite" I said.
"Where do you work?" asked she.
I gave her my visiting card. She glanced through it and was visibly
impressed with my position. I did not take back the card nor did she
return it.
As she set the ball of informal conversation rolling, I asked her "I
think it is an old shop. How long you have been working here? And, do
they pay you well?"
"Since three and half years". She released a sigh and added "Oh..the
pay is not much. It is my livelihood. But we get a percentage out of
our individual total daily sales".
Now I knew why was she happy to know I did not bother about the price
and rather wanted the costliest dresses. It meant, her share out of
total sales would be more.
Selecting the right colour of cloth, she asked me "How much cloth do
you need?"
"I have no idea as I told you earlier I am ignorant about women's
clothes" I lied smilingly.
She returned the smile and asked for a clue "How is her body
construction? "
It gave me a chance to run my eyes over her body once again. "Almost
your build"
She smiled again, measured the cloth and took the piece. "I have added
a few centimetres extra of the cloth just in case if your wife…"
"Yeah, I can understand. Thank you" I said.
"What do you need next?" she asked.
"A set of lingerie. It must be exclusive and exquisite, Nisha, as it
is for the special occasion" said I.
She nodded, attempting to conceal a meaningful smile, opened a small
door leading to an inner room and disappeared. After 3-4 minutes, she
came out carrying half a dozen nightwears. Spreading them on the
table, she asked me "Any choice of colour?"
I decided to be a little naughty. "If you do not mind my saying so and
beside as you might also know that every husband would like his wife
to look very sexy in the lingerie. Am I not right? Please don't bother
about the price"
"Yeah, you are right" she said looking at me through the corners of
her eyes with a suppressed grin.
Again I congratulated her for making an excellent choice of a set of
deep brown lingerie. Yes, it was costly alright..
"Next?" she asked me probingly.
"A set of bras and panties, of course" I said. I knew my chance of
coning her is about to come.
She unwittingly asked me "What size of bras your wife uses?"
'Here is the right opportunity, Jai' I thought. I pretended to look
surprised as if I have no idea about it.
I said "Oh…I am sorry, I don't know the size". I said disappointingly.
She too appeared puzzled as it would be difficult to make the right
choice without knowing the correct size, fitting to the lady.
"Can you give an approximate idea, Sir?" she asked.
I grumbled and looked around to see if there was any customer lady to
look similar to have my wife's bosom size. She knew very well what I
was looking for as she gave a meaningful smile again. As if I could
not find anyone, and it was true also, I turned to look back at her.
Pretending as much innocent as I could appear, I shifted my glance
towards her bosom. She was clever to note it and she flinched a
little. I scratched my head and pretended again to look confused as I
could not see her bosom clearly as it was covered with the pallu of
her sari. Worse, she was wearing a cardigan also to protect herself
from the winter cold.
I told her apologetically "Look, Nisha, I know it is unethical on my
part to look at your body so probingly. But I am in a fix.. I think you
can help me provided you don't mind it. I think my wife's construction
almost matches yours. But I can say for sure if I could get a look of
your side profile……of course, if you won't feel offended. Pardon me if
I am taking a little too much for granted"
I said these as if I was confessing to my mother's murder and
requesting for forgiveness. I saw her thinking deeply for a while.
Yet, I could see her look shy and blushed of the thought. I could
guess she thought I was speaking the truth. I thought too she was
willing to oblige me, a most valuable customer she had had for several
days, if not weeks. Yet, she was bewildered at my suggestion.
After thinking for nearly a couple of minutes, she nodded to me of her
approval. She said she was going to the inner room so that I can have
a look of her body without anybody watching us. She disappeared
keeping the door closed behind her. After a couple of minutes, still
standing inside the inner room, she held the door half opened with one
of her hands and looked at me smilingly with a blushed face. She had
removed her cardigan and took the pallu off her bosom. What I saw made
me catch my breath sharply. I became aware my heart missed a beat or
two. My mouth remained open when I gaped admiringly at the two mounds
of flesh covered with her blouse juxtaposed to each other on her chest
pointing towards me menacingly as if two arrows were aimed at me. The
sight of her bare neck as well as the little uncovered upper portion
of her cleavage sent my blood boiling and gushing through my nerves. I
had great difficulty to check my rising urge to jump over the table
and grab at her. When our eyes met, she coyly withdrew her eyes and
looked at the floor to avoid my gaze. I wondered if I could go on
looking at her like this for the rest of my life.
To break the silence, she coughed as if to clear her throat purposely
if I could judge the size of my wife's bosom comparing with hers.
"Can you turn a little to see the side view?" I muttered in a voice
not more than a whisper.
She turned as I told her. Now I could see the side of her left boob. I
was sure her boobs were big and conically shaped. The pointing bulge
at the tip indicated she had large nipples.
I think she gave me enough time to judge her size. Then without saying
anything, she closed the door. After a minute or so, she came out
smilingly and looked at me enquiringly.
I said to her again in a whisper "Please do not mind my asking so, but
did anyone tell you before you look very desiring and sexy?" In haste,
I added "Look, I am paying you a heartiest compliment".
"Thank you, Sir" she said but opted not to reply to my specific question.
"Well, Nisha, I wish if my wife had bosom of size and shape similar to
yours. But I think hers is a little small, may be by two inches".
She smiled and disappeared again behind the door. This time, she came
back with some packs of bras and panties. Selecting a light pink
colour laced bras, she asked for my opinion.
"Wonderful choice again" I exclaimed. "Thank you very much"
She opened another pack. This time, without consulting me she took out
matching panties and gave me one.
"You don't have to bother about the size of panties, Sir. These are
stretchable and elastic. It would fit your wife any way" she said with
a giggle.
"Hahahaha…" I laughed. "Did you fear I would ask you to undress
yourself to see the size of your buttocks?" This time I gained courage
to sound a little prurient.
"Hey, that would be too much. However, I must say you are very
naughty, Sir" she retorted smilingly.
"You are right. So I am. But you are to be blamed for it. Looking at
you, I think anyone would become naughty" I quipped.
I said there was nothing more to buy for the present. She took all the
clothes to the billing section and I opted to stay where I stood. She
came back with the bill as well as the clothes neatly packed. The
total amount was high as I wished too. I opened my wallet and
purposely took out the currency in Rs.1000/- denomination so that the
balance payable to me would be Rs.582/- She deposited the amount at
the cash counter and returned with the balance. As she extended the
balance at me, I said "If you do not mind it, Nisha, please keep the
balance with you. It is my earnest request. It is my pleasure for all
the help, care and pains you took for me. I know it is a small amount
and you are under no obligation. For Heaven's sake, please don't
refuse it….."
That was too much for her to refuse. She thanked me profusely. She
added it was against her principle to accept any tip from the
customers. But for my pleasure's sake she accepted it.
I thanked her for all the things she did for me and left.
That was the beginning. Right from stepping out of the shop, my mind
began occupied with the thought about her. The sight of her big bosom
refused to fade away from my mind. Frankly speaking, while gifting the
presents to my wife, enjoying together with her as well as making love
to her in the night, my mind was away with the sales lady at the shop.
There was no chance of meeting her unless I visited the shop again.
After two weeks, I ventured to go to the shop on the pretext of buying
more ladies garments. Though she was no fool to know the real purpose
of my revisit, yet she seemed happy to see me again and welcomed me
heartily. After a gap of another two weeks, I visited the shop again.
During these two visits, I had mustered enough courage to talk to her
to know her better. And I succeeded in it.
She had told me she was 37 years old, married and her husband lived in
Mumbai. He worked there as a diamond-cutter with a diamond merchant
and he visited her
once in a year or even after longer period. She lived with her only
child, a daughter of about six years old studying in a local school.
Since the money the husband sent to her every month was very meagre as
his earning was also dismal, she had no other alternative but to take
up a job to make the both ends meet. Since she had studied up to Class
XII only, it was difficult to get a job in any office. She purposely
opted to work in that shop as the owner and other employees were
elderly men. I agreed with her it was difficult for a young and lonely
lady to work with other young men. She lived in a small house about 12
KM away travelling by bus. Being a lady, the shopkeeper had agreed her
working hours from 11 AM to 7 PM. She said she neither had a phone
connection at home nor a mobile phone.
A month later, I got the telephone number of the shop from the bill
and I called for her. After a minute, she came on the line and was
pleasantly surprised to know it was me calling her. As I did not want
to arouse suspicion in the mind of her employer, I minimized my talk
by asking her if she would be pleased to join me for a coffee the next
evening after her job completed. There was a gap and then she agreed.
I waited a little away from the shop and we went to a decent
restaurant. Over some sumptuous refreshments, we talked. I took out a
new mobile handset from my pocket and gave it to her as my gift. As
she opened her mouth to protest or refuse, I cut her short and
requested her to accept it. Just to please me, she took it. I gave
2500/- and asked her to contact the nearest service provider to give
connection and activate it with prepaid facility. I was very careful
to keep gentlemanly conduct and behaviour. I did not want to give out
any impression I was trying to hook her in any way but was only being
a good friend.
I thanked her for accepting it. I requested her to tell me for any
help without any hesitation. She thanked me in return.
During the next month, we met twice in different restaurants. These
times I had contacted her on her mobile phone to fix up our
appointments. It was during the third meeting, she exploded the bomb
unexpectedly when she asked: "Jai, can I ask you something private?"
"Oh..sure…why formalities? You can ask me anything without any
hesitation" I encouraged her sincerely.
"Jai, I have a hunch, but I am not sure. I know you love your wife
deeply. But are you not happy or not satisfied with her in bed or
otherwise…?"
I maintained silence though I was really surprised. She started "Jai,
Oh..I am very sorry for poking my nose or offend….."
I cut her short with my raised hand. "Nisha, you did not offend me at
all. Rather I was really surprised how you could read my mind so
correctly. You must have clairvoyance or intuition. Yes, you are
right. I am not satisfied sexually with my wife. Yes, she is a very
loving and caring housewife. But she is highly orthodox and
conservative. She is not averse to sex but has less interest in it. In
fact, she does not want to explore the various avenues in sexual
pleasures while in bed because of her pious nature….."
Since she was a married lady, she understood what I meant. She said
"Yeah, some ladies are like that and do not know what husbands want
and how to give it to them…"
"You are quite right" I said cunningly mixing a tone of disappointment
in my voice.
It gave me an opportunity to turn the topic to my desired direction. I
said "But my wife is better placed than you…"
She knew what I was hinting at. In a surprising gesture she boldly
opened the box of worms in her mind. "Well Jai, I knew what you are
hinting at indirectly. At this age and stage of life, a lady requires
satisfying sex at least once in two or three days if not daily. I am
deprived of it. Can't help".
To keep my decency, I did not prod her to elaborate. Nor she did.
I had to wait patiently till our next meeting when her formal
invitation came to visit her at her house. So, we made the appointment
on following Saturday evening. I reached her small house with some
gifts for her and her daughter consisting of dresses, a wrist-watch
for her and some sweets. Nisha seemed to have taken a bath and she was
wearing a orange colour sari with prints. She was really excited and
happy to welcome me. Her little house was not much to speak about but
she kept it very clean and tidy with an impressive look as much as she
could. I could not meet her daughter as she had gone out for playing.
There was an elderly maid doing household work of cleaning the floors
and utensils. Nisha said the maid did the work, once in the morning
and afternoon. Thereafter she would go to her house and would return
in the night to give her company sleeping there.
Nisha entertained me with tea and snacks. We talked about general
things. By that time the old maid had completed her work and went
away. I too remembered the time and wanted to go back.
"When can we meet next?" she asked me.
"Should we?" I quipped.
"At least I do wish. I don't know how you feel about it"
I knew I was scoring one point after another.
"Sure, I do too".
There was a long gap of silence as we deeply looked and searched into
each other's eyes. I don't know what happened to me as I stood up from
my chair and walked towards her like a zombie. I stood in front of her
still looking at her eyes. She remained calm and motionless. I placed
my left hand on her right shoulder. Then in an astonishing act to
myself, my right hand caught hold of the pallu of her sari and flipped
it away from her bosom. She did not react but I found her breathing
heavily. Her big bosom moved up and down. Without shifting my look, my
hands covered her face from either sides and I raised her face upward.
Then my own face came down with my mouth only an inch away from her. I
could feel her hot deep breaths on my face now. Then, as if I touched
on a live electric wire, I recoiled, released my hands and drew back.
Hanging my head in shame and guilty-conscience, I implored to her
"Please pardon me, Nisha. I am sorry. Very sorry. I should not have
done this. I am ashamed of myself. I am sorry for being….."
I could not complete the sentence as I saw her standing up and coming
towards me. I could not believe when she stood close to me and put her
hands around my shoulders. While she raised her face upward, she
brought my face down pressing my head.
"Do it now, Jai. Don't feel any guilty-conscience. You wanted to kiss
me, didn't you? Kiss me now"
I looked no further. I rammed my mouth hard on hers in a deep
passionate kiss which made hissing sounds. In the same moment, I
hugged her tightly as if to melt her body into mine. I became aware
her big boobs crushed on my chest under the impact. I saw her close
her eyes instantly more in a state of saturation than submission. In
the same breath, I took her thick lower lip into my mouth and began to
suck it very hard.
But my luck had run out. The calling bell rang. Nisha smiled at me
meaningfully while going to attend the door. It was her daughter. She
was a cute girl. Nisha introduced me as her new uncle. I embraced and
kissed her on her head. I chatted with her daughter for a few minutes
enquiring about her school and education.
As I stood for leaving, Nisha purposely sent her daughter to bring a
glass of water obviously to get a little free time. As the girl left,
she told me in a whisper "Jai, I know you are disappointed. So am I.
We will have it next time"
"What? Kiss?" I asked with a wry grin.
"Oh.. You are really naughty. Okay, okay, you can have all the things
you wanted. Are you happy now?"
This was precisely the thing I wanted to hear from her mouth all these
days and months. I wanted her to make the first move and I got the
invitation.
"Thank you very much. But that is something. But what shall you give
me of your own? Be quick before your daughter returns"
She glanced over her shoulder at her daughter who was still in the
kitchen. Her face became red with shyness and she coyly told "I shall
give you everything which you did not get from your wife so long. Are
you happy now?"
"Yeah, thanks. But, when?" I was a little jumpy.
"Please give me a few days. I will call you on phone. Let me make
secure meeting arrangement when my safe period begins. I want to give
you all pleasures without having to adopt precautions and at the same
time I want to avoid the risk of preg….." she did not complete the
sentence.
I could not believe my ears. She was very intelligent and caring yet
very open. While I profusely thanked and admired her, I saw her
daughter coming with the water. I drank the water and bid goodbye to
both of them. I glanced back after a few steps. I saw them waving
their hands at me and I waved back.
It was the greatest achievement on my first visit to her. Every time,
I was planning and brooding over the sequences of my being in bed with
her. It took another nineteen days for the big day to arrive.
Following her call, we met at a city restaurant at 8.30 PM on
Saturday. She looked gorgeous in the simple dress. After a good
dinner, we reached her house in a cab. She had sent her daughter to
her aunty's house and given off to her maid servant. I was getting
intoxicated with her closeness and my heart was thumping to grab her
the moment we entered her house and closed the door. She was well
aware of what was going on in my mind.
After bolting the door, she turned and fell on me circling her hands
around my neck. In the same action she brought her mouth to mine. I
hugged her tightly with my left hand and my right hand pressed her
buttocks. As I kissed her passionately keeping my mouth slightly open,
she shot her tongue into my mouth wagging and probing inside. I
captured her tongue and began to suck it madly. The struggle of our
kissing lasted for nearly three minutes. Then she released herself
from my clutches and said with a grin "Jai, have patience, you have
all the night for you to enjoy me".
After drinking water, she led me to her bedroom. The double-bed and
pillows were spread with new bed-sheet and pillow-covers. She put out
the light and switched on the light blue colour bedroom lamp. We sat
on the bed, side-by-side, with me holding her from the back with my
left hand. Then without my asking, she removed the pallu off her
shoulder and bosom and told me "Jai, you had wanted to see the size of
my bosom. Now, the time has come for you to measure it with your hands".
I eagerly ran my right hand over her big boobs often squeezing them
with the blouse. She lay on her back taking me on top of her. Her
boobs got pressed under my chest while she kissed me on my lips.
"Jai, you are a married man knowing the arts of lovemaking. But I want
to make our mating different and memorable. I have planned our
lovemaking in three sessions. I know every man ejaculates quickly in
the first fucking. So, in our first session, you will straight away
fuck me without foreplay and cum inside me. In our next session, I
shall take over completely and shall do everything to please you
giving all pleasures in my own way. I promise to give you most
wonderful pleasures which you had never experienced from your wife or
any lady. In the third round, you shall make love to me in your own
exclusive ways.
Okay?"
I was amazed she was totally unashamed and had planned everything
meticulously. I readily agreed. She stood up and asked me "Please
undress and make me nude"
I removed her dresses, one by one and threw them to the corner of the
room. I looked admiringly at her fleshy body with only bras and
panties on for a few minutes. Staring at her provocative body and big
boobs struggling inside the bra-cups, I knew my heart began beating
more rapidly pumping blood gushing through my veins. I stared at the
folds of her flesh formed like waves at her hips just below her belly.
Then she removed her bras and came out of her panties by herself. When
she unhooked her bras, the large boobs released from under the
clutches of the bra-cups jumped out and swayed threateningly. Her
boobs were full, ripe and very firm projecting straight.. She looked a
seductive temptress from head to foot. Standing close to me, she
removed my clothes too.
She lay on her back across the bed keeping her buttocks by the edge of
it. Then she separated her legs as maximum as possible and held each
toe with her hands. I looked at her large pussy. Yes, it was very big
indeed! She had removed all pubic hairs.. It was a most tantalizing and
beautiful sight of her velvet pussy.
"Come on, Jai. Fuck me now" she invited.
I admit it was not usual for me to fuck any lady straightaway without
foreplay. In fact, my penis was not erected. I told her so though my
cock was stirring up to erect looking at her nude body and pussy.
"I know that, Jai. No problem. Just rub your cock on my pussy. It will
become erect soon. I believe my pussy has that magical power" she giggled.
She was right. As I began rubbing my cock on her pussy, it started
erecting and in no time it stood up hard at its full length. With my
left hand, I separated her pussy lips and with the right I tried to
guide my cock into her red pussy hole. Soon I found it was difficult
to penetrate as her pussy hole was very close and tight. Besides,
there was less wetness to help lubrication. I told her so.
"Never mind, Jai. I had my delivery through caesarean operation.
Besides, I have had sex with my husband for very few times during his
annual visits. So, naturally, my pussy is tight. Please bring your
cock to my mouth. I shall run my tongue and smear my saliva all over
it" she suggested.
I liked her suggestion. Bending over her, I brought my cock on to her
mouth. She gladly took it inside and ran her tongue over it smearing
as much thick saliva on its surface.
"Jai, your penis is very tempting. I feel like sucking it hard. But
you are likely to ejaculate soon. We shall have oral sex later. So
fuck me first" she said.
I withdrew my cock, now smeared with her saliva. Then I collected some
spit from my own mouth and applied it on her pussy hole. Standing on
the floor near the bed, I drove my cock inside her. The trick worked.
The cock penetrated her pussy canal inch by inch. After full
penetration, she asked me "Jai, you hold and squeeze my boobs with
your hands while you fuck me vigorously" .
I bent forward and caught her big boobs. I squeezed them hard while I
began making thrusts with my cock smashing her pussy with astonishing
speed and force. With each forward thrust, my cock disappeared
completely inside her up to its hilt. "Aahhhh….,
aaahhhh……aaahhhhhh….ooouuuucc cchhhhhhh…" she released deep ecstatic
moans every time I heaved forward with a massive thrust. I gave no
mercy to her as I squeezed her boobs tightly as if to bring the whole
contents sprayed out through the nipples.
She had known the sexual behaviour and pattern of males well. Within
four minutes of my vigorous fucking her, I knew I was about to reach
climax and ejaculate. So I said her that. I asked her if I could
ejaculate inside her tunnel. She gleefully said it was safe period for
her and I could either pump my liquid inside her or spray the jets on
her face and body as I wished. I opted to deposit it inside. With next
few thrusts, I climaxed and filled her tunnel with my cum. I kept my
cock buried inside for a couple of minutes emptying the whole liquid.
Then I withdrew it. It was soaked with my own cum and her secretions.
"Put it inside my mouth again Jai, let me enjoy it" she said eagerly.
As I inserted my cock into her mouth she sucked it for a while
collecting all liquid and gulped it down her throat.
Both of us came off bed and washed our private parts in the bathroom.
She wrapped a towel around her waist and went to the kitchen while I
lay on the bed taking a little rest.
She brought two cups of hot coffee and we enjoyed it together.
"Jai, now is the time for me to give you all pleasures" she said.
She asked me to lie on my back. Bending over me, she brought her mouth
at my nipples.
"Darling, I am going to explore something which no woman has done to a
man. You know every man mouths the woman's breasts but never vice
versa. But I am going
to lick and suck your nipples and tell me how you feel it. Okay?"
With this, she brought her tongue out and began to fiddle my right
nipple with the tip of the tongue and later licked it. Believe me, I
began getting titillating sensations. I became aware my nipple, though
very small, became hard and erect. Strange, so was my cock too. She
licked my left nipple too for some time. Then she began to suck it
very mildly. Now I got some inexplicable sensations and pleasures.
Yes, no woman has ever sucked my nipples and I was experiencing some
strange pleasures. She sucked both nipples alternatively for three
minutes each. I enjoyed the pleasures fully.
"Darling, I am going to give you a complete body massage now" she said.
She crawled on bed coming near my head. Supporting her body on her
hands and knees, she bent over my face dangling her big, full, ripe
conical boobs. She shook her body left and right continuously making
her hanging boobs sway rhythmically. Then she slowly brought down her
body with the oscillating boobs brushing and pressing all over my
face. The mere touch of her boobs on my face set my body on fire. May
be because her boobs were handled rarely, I felt them very firm. Often
she pressed her nipples on my eyes and mouth. Sometimes, she suddenly
covered my whole face pressing with her boobs with my nose in between
her cleavage in a suffocating manner. She continued this play for
almost five minutes. Then she went on to massage down my neck to the
body, penis and legs. At my crotch, she rubbed my hot erect cock with
her boobs the way the heads of two big trees on either side mob or
sway over a palm tree in the middle in a storm. Yet, sometimes, she
kept my cock in the cleavage and pressed between her boobs tightly
with her hands. I was getting an inexplicable pleasure when my cock
remained sandwiched by her two globes of flesh. For a minute, I wished
to spray all my cum on her boobs. She took nearly twenty minutes to
complete the massage. It was quite a refreshing experience.
We reversed positions and now she lay on her back. She made me take a
position near her neck with my legs folded backward on either side of
her body. Thus I was not sitting on her but seated supported on my
folded legs. She caught my buttocks and pulled my body towards her
face. She brought her hands keeping my penis in between them. Then in
a pleasantly surprising way, she began to move her both palms in
reverse directions quickly and repeatedly as if she was churning milk
or curd in a container with a churner. "UFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… ." I
released a wild, ecstatic moan. She churned my penis for almost two
minutes. My penis became more lengthy and hard. I felt the whole world
was revolving over my head. Just in time, she stopped the act and
pulled my cock towards her luscious mouth. I thought she was going to
give me a blowjob. Instead, she began to run her tongue and lick my
testicles wetting it all over. In another quick move, she widely
opened her mouth and took my balls inside. She began to press them by
contracting her cheek muscles and sometimes trying to suck them. At
the same time, she was trying to run her tongue over the balls. Often
she bit the balls painlessly as if she wanted to chew them. Believe
me, I was in Heavens. Though I have had blowjobs, but none mouthed my
balls before the way Nisha did. She continued the same for nearly five
minutes.
Then she released my balls and inspected them curiously. I was dying
to thrust my penis into her mouth for sucking. As I pushed its upper
skin backward to bring its red hot head, she stopped me. "No Jai.
Don't you know the tissues on the upper covering skin of the male
penis are supplied with rich sensory nerves? If you remove it, then
you will get comparatively less pleasures of my sucking your penis
than I suck it without removing the skin…"
'Oh my goodness! This lady is really an expert in the art of sex' I
wondered!
She projected her lips outward keeping a small orifice at the centre
the way we try to blow air to inflate a balloon. She asked me to
insert my cock through the opening. I did that. My cock slowly went
inside her mouth inch by inch exactly the way the cock penetrates the
pussy. Then she closed her mouth and began to suck it vigorously.
"Wwwaaaahhhhhhhhh……" I screamed in utmost pleasures. She squeezed and
sucked the head of my cock so hard, I could see her cheeks concaved
and glued to my penis. As I was getting pleasures and immensely
enjoying her blowjob, she did another wonderful thing. She brought her
hands forward, caught my balls and began to squeeze them as she
continued her sucking my cock. I felt as if lifted to the skies. She
was squeezing the balls neither softly nor hard in such a way I could
sustain it without feeling any pain. Suddenly I realized a fact that
the feeling of my about to ejaculate vanished. Between her sucking,
she told me it was a trick which would allow a man to
retain erection without ejaculating. Another wonderful idea from her,
I surmised!
She was quite right; sucking the cock with the upper skin on it gave
me more pleasurable sensations. Then she did another amazing thing.
With my penis still inside the mouth, she searched its opening with
the tip of her tongue. When she found it, she rubbed its opening as if
she was trying to penetrate it. I really could not suppress myself as
I released a loud moan out of my boundless pleasures. I admit no lady
in the past had given me such wonderful pleasures while giving me a
blowjob. I wished if she continued to do this for the whole night!
With waves and waves of pleasures submerging me, I held her head with
my hands. I made forward thrusts with my cock deep into her mouth
while I pulled her head
close to my cock, as if I was fucking her mouth. In extreme madness, I
caught her hairs together and pulled hard. I knew I was hurting her
but she did not complain, rather allowed me to enjoy in my own way.
When her sucking went on for more than five minutes, I realized I was
not at all feeling the tendency to ejaculate. As she rightly pointed
out, it was the magical trick of her squeezing my balls
simultaneously. Yes, it was after nearly ten minutes, I wanted to
ejaculate. She stopped squeezing my balls and within half a minute I
exploded opening the dams. My cock spurted out a large quantity of cum
coming almost in thick intermittent jets. As I did so, I kept my cock
further thrust inside deep into her throat. I could see her swallow
and gulp it down her throat greedily, as if she was enjoying it. I
could feel my cock pulsating with cum emitting with every thrust. In
spite of her coping to gulp down the cum as it spurted out, yet I
could find a flow of it through the corners of her mouth. I think she
had a good drink. When the flow fizzled out finally, she licked and
wiped my cock clean with her tongue. It was interesting to see her run
the tongue over her lips to enjoy whatever remnants left over there
the way a cat does after finishing drinking milk from a bowl..
"Thank you, Nisha, for the wonderful blowjob. Yeah, it was unique,
unparallel and extraordinary" I admired her.
"Thank you, Jai" she welcomed. "I am happy you got immense pleasures".
"Darling, now I want to lick and suck your lips and tongue. In fact, I
want to drink your saliva. It will give you pleasures and……"
But I interrupted her. "Nisha, actually I want to suck your pussy and
drink your sweet pussy juice. I am thirsty to consume it. You have a
very big pussy. I am dying to suck it".
"Have patience darling. Why do you forget this is the round dominated
by me? In the next one, you can do whatever you feel like doing.
Okay?" she said.
So, I yielded to her. Lying on her body lengthwise, I brought my mouth
on hers. She grabbed my head with her hands, planted hot and
passionate kisses and smooches all over my lips and cheeks. While
doing so, she released soft moans.. Next, she licked my entire face
with her tongue. Later, she took my lower lip into her mouth and began
to suck it, first mildly and then hard. She was trying to extract any
liquid from my lip and swallow it. She did suck my upper lip too.
After a few minutes, she inserted her tongue into my mouth and began
playing with my own. Both of our tongues were turning, twisting and
wriggling with each other like mating of two snakes. "Jai, soak your
tongue with as much saliva as possible and extend it to outside your
mouth" she asked.
As I did so, she took my tongue inside her mouth and began to suck it.
She consumed my saliva gulping down her throat greedily. Though it was
my tongue, I felt it like my cock as she did the blowjob earlier. I
felt my cock stirring up and erecting.
"Darling, now you collect as much saliva as you could. When I keep my
mouth opened, you pour the entire liquid into mine" she suggested.
I tried for a few minutes gathering mouthful of saliva. I brought my
mouth close to her opened mouth and poured all the liquid into hers. I
watched her swallowing the entire saliva in gulps like honey. I was
wondering if she was doing all these for my pleasures or for her own.
But I did not bother to ask as both were acceptable to me.
I saw her getting up from the bed and going towards the kitchen. I
watched her big nude buttocks swaying while she walked. She came back
with a light green colour brinjal (baingan). It was
not the big round one, but long and slender, about seven inches in
length and two and a half inches in diameter. It seemed like the
erected penis of a man. Giving me the brinjal, she lay on her back on
the bed. When I touched the vegetable, I knew it was smeared with
coconut oil on its surface. With the expertise of a gymnastic, she
separated her legs wide and held each toe with her either hand. This
position again made her big pussy very much exposing and exhibitive.
With her pussy lips separated with the outstretching of the thighs and
legs, I could see part of her clitoris and throbbing pussy hole.
"Jai, now insert the brinjal into my tunnel and fuck me with it"
I stood flabbergast not knowing her idea.
Seeing my predicament, she said "Jai, this is the way I masturbate to
satisfy myself whenever I become hot. Besides, it takes unusually long
time for me to climax. And, I bet, Jai, you might have never done
masturbation to a lady though you fucked her. It would give you an
exhilarating experience to do masturbation and watch the act".
'My Goodness! What a lady she really is!' I wondered.
I approached her pussy with the brinjal. I needed to exert a little
force to insert the first one inch of the vegetable into her cave.
Thereafter, it slipped inside without much hindrance.
"Haaaiiiiiiii……." she responded with deep moans and spasmodic
movements with her body.
I might have inserted a little over five inches of the brinjal into
her pussy. I stopped when I felt its inner end touched a muscular
wall, possibly her cervix or uterus wall. I could also see her
suddenly wriggling in pain gasping for breath.
I observed with excitement the picture of her pussy with three-fourth
of the brinjal inside her and one-fourth outside. It was difficult to
explain in words but one should see to believe. She looked like a
corpse with a big dagger stabbed into her.
Then I withdrew the brinjal out by about five inches. Immediately I
drove it back in. Again, I withdrew it only to be shot back in. I
could hear her moan more loudly now. Slowly, I picked up speed and
force, now fucking her with it in quick successions. The more speed
and force I applied, the more vigorously and loudly she moaned. I was
really fascinated to see the way the brinjal was shot in and out. I
also watched curiously the outer circumference of her pussy orifice
glued to the surface of the vegetable made elastic movements of
resilience whenever it went in and came out in rapid successions. I
could not have got a better view if and I fucked a lady with my penis.
I must admire for her sustainability as I went on fucking her with the
brinjal for more than eight minutes now. She was right; no man could
have fucked her for that longer with that much of force and speed.
Even I felt a little exhausted with my virtual stabbings with the
vegetable. I don't know if she noticed my fatigue, but after a couple
of minutes, I thanked my stars when she asked me to stop.
"Thank you, Jai. Take the brinjal out. Now my pussy is all yours. You
can suck it" she said gleefully.
As I took the brinjal out, I could see a gaping big hole of a long
tunnel which was her pussy. I could see it pulsating and palpitating
like the mouth of a fish taking water inside for breathing
incessantly. All the same, her pussy was really tantalizing. I
separated her pussy lips with my hands. I looked no further and kept
my mouth on her opening. I brought my tongue out and inserted it into
her cave. It went inside easily without touching any side walls. My
tongue moved forward through what seemed like a marsh ground which was
her pussy canal, now full with her pussy juices mixed with a little
oil. I twisted my tongue probing and exploring inside her. While she
responded screaming in ecstatic pleasures, she grabbed my head and
pressed it hard on her pussy. Often she arched her body upward giving
thrusts with her pussy on to my face. I continued tongue-fucking her
for nearly three minutes. Then a thunderous shrill followed from her..
As I thought she might have possibly climaxed, I felt my
tongue was fully covered with a thick liquid. I withdrew it to
outside. I saw the trickle of her cum oozing out. I pressed my open
mouth tight to her hole and began to gulp her juices down my throat.
It was not much, yet I did it. After drinking all her juices, I wiped
her pussy with my tongue.
Then my attention fell on her big clitoris. Separating her pussy lips
with my fingers, I took it into my mouth and chewed it. While doing
so, I shook my head the way a dog was fighting with a bone. Then I
sucked it hard. "Ooooooooouuuuuuuhh h hhhhhhhhh……." she released a
shrill moan. My sucking lasted another three minutes.
"I think both of us are a little tired. Let's take some rest to regain
energy for our fucking" she suggested.
While taking rest, I asked my question which had made mounting
curiosity. "Nisha, why did you ask me to fuck you with a brinjal?"
"Oh…that…? You have seen, Jai, it takes too much time for me to
climax. I was afraid it won't be possible for you to sustain your
erection that longer and continue fucking me. So, to facilitate my
reaching orgasm soon, I asked you to do so…" she said.
While we were talking, she held my penis in her hand massaging it. I
too inserted my two fingers into her vagina and started finger-fucking
her.
"Jai, this is not fair. You are giving care to my pussy, but depriving
my breasts of your touches" she complained smilingly.
"Is it so? I am sorry" I said and with my other hand began to squeeze
her one boob often tweaking its nipple.
"Hey, your cock has become erect again. It is jumping in my hand…I
think it calls for action soon" she said.
I saw her stand on the bed and inspecting the beam across the ceiling
on which the fan was also hung. She raised her hands, caught the beam
with both of her hands together. I could not guess what she was
planning to do. She asked me to get up. Then she inspected the level
of our heights and levels of buttocks.
"Jai, I am going to give you a wonderful thrill and experience of
fucking. I know, you can not support my body weight for longer. So, I
am going to support my weight on this beam….".
Saying this she clasped her hands together around the beam. Then she
made a leap, raised her legs and wrapped them around my buttocks. Yes,
her pussy was near to my cock now. She made some adjustments and asked
me to drive my penis into her tunnel. I did so.. As asked by her, I
supported her body with my hands at her buttocks so that she did not
feel much problem to keep her body hung. "Jai, now fuck me…." she cried.
It was indeed an interesting and peculiar position. I heaved and made
a forward thrust with my penis. "Plickkkkk….. " It went inside her. I
withdrew it and drove it inside again. Slowly, I increased the speed
and force fucking her rapidly now. "Ooohhhhiiiiii……" she screamed.
Her big breasts were almost in level with my face now. With my every
thrust, the boobs bounced or swayed brushing on my face. It was indeed
giving me great pleasures. I adjusted and took a little of her boob
with the nipple into my mouth and began to suck it. In the melee once
I nearly bit her nipple.
"Oh…Jai…are you going to eat my nipple…?" she asked.
"Your boobs are surely tempting me to do so, darling" I replied.
Then she became responsive than receptive. As I withdrew my penis from
her love-tunnel, she too raised her body a little holding the beam.
Then, as I thronged forward with my penis to penetrate into her, she
lowered her body suddenly. This made my penis gushing into her cave
with a screech. We continued it for another 3-4 minutes. I was getting
pleasures indeed. Then I felt a spasm and the feeling of my fluid
surging through the tubes to the tip of my penis. As I was about to
off-load my cum, I buried my cock deep into her, held like that and
sprayed my liquid into her. She knew it and did not raise her body. We
remained like that for a few seconds. Then, she released her legs from
around my body and came down to bed.
I looked at her vulva and found my cum all over her love triangle in a
puddle. Soon, it began dripping on the bed-sheet like a thick string.
"Happy, Jai?" she asked enquiringly.
"Sure, darling. You gave me Heavens" I said thankfully.
"That makes two of us" she replied.
Following her, I sat on the bed. I watched her collecting the drops of
my cum from the bed sheet as well as the remnants from her own pussy
and smearing it all over her breasts as if one applies soap on the
body. I saw the cum initially form to some sort of lather and soon
disappeared sticking to her skin like a gum.
'Strange ways of getting pleasures' I thought..
The lovemaking has made both of us tired and exhausted.
We went to the bathroom together and had a wash of our bodies. I was
feeling dead tired while coming back to the bed. She noticed it too..
"Let us have some rest" she suggested.
As we lay side by side hugging each other, I did not know when I went
into deep sleep, may be because I was totally exhausted. Around 3-30
in the early morning, I woke up to go to the toilet. I found her also
in deep sleep. I did not disturb her.
Around 5 A.M., she woke me up. "Jai, in another one hour, it would be
sun-rise. Won't you like to have one more round before it is late..?"
she asked me.
Like an answer to her query, I mounted on her driving my cock into her
pussy again for another wonderful fucking..
We bathed together playing and splashing water on each other. She gave
me a good breakfast.
By 6.45 AM, I was ready to go.
We thanked each other profusely for the wonderful night and pleasures
given to each other.
That was the end of my relationship with her.
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