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Dear readers ... My name is Raj and I am unmarried athletic person residing at Patna and working as Asstt. Manager in a nationalized bank. Today I am going to narrate my real story about how I fucked wife of my boss a few months back. My branch manager shared my motorcycle for going to office, which was far away from Patna. As a result, I was a regular visitor to the home of my boss. Her wife was named Rani (name changed) aged 34 and was 10 years younger to him, and was milky white with nice round hips and firm white breasts, although she has given birth to one son.

One day my boss had gone for attending training at New Delhi for 1 week and had instructed me to deliver the salary amount to his home through the cheque he had given me. As per his direction, on the salary day I took the money from my bank and went to his home to give it to his wife. When I reached his house, her wife was alone as she said his son was away to his brother-in laws home for playing computer games. Further she said that she had to deposit school fees of his son very urgently at some local bank. I said she could give it to me and I will deposit it tomorrow, but she replied that this was the last date and from tomorrow a fine of Rs.100/- per day will be imposed. I said the she could give me the money and I will deposit it today, then she replied that she also had to operate the bank’s locker for some important things, so she insisted going there. Then she told me that her car had gone for repairs & painting and requested me to take her to the bank on my motorcycle.

I said she will not be able to sit properly, but she insisted and said she will take care. She changed into sari, and she sat on my motorcycle just close to me, I was trembling a bit bcoz whenever I pressed the brakes, her breasts touched my back and the soft touch was making me horny. Anyhow, we reached the bank and after finishing the job, we started off.

At that moment, I had become so tensed that I started my motorcycle without knowing that she had not yet sat on the motorcycle properly. As a result she fell off my bike, I was totally nervous at this situation. But she quickly stood up with some embarrassment and sat on the bike holding my shoulder.

Anyhow, we reached her home and she got off and I begged sorry repeatedly. She said it was all right and invited me to come inside. She went in the kitchen to make coffee. While talking she said she was feeling pain on her back as a result of falling from the bike. She brought an ointment and tried to apply the same with her hand on her back, but she was unable to massage it properly. She looked at me with looks for seeking help. I observed it but pretending innocently said, “Is there any problem?” She asked if I could apply the balm on her back. I said, “OK”, and then she stopped me and said that she will lie on her bed so it could be applied easily.

She led me to the bedroom still wearing the same sari and lied on the bed facing her head down on the pillow and handed the balm to me. I took some balm and applied gently on her back with just 2 fingers. She now insisted on pressing a bit hard on the back and massage the portion properly. Now I started using my full hand, again she insisted to massage with my both hands, and said with a giggle that you cannot even give massage properly, then how you do the job in the bank. I said the two things are very different and laughed, and with this reached her back with both hands and started kneading the soft skin with my hands. The skin was feeling cool and soft.

As a result of the excitement, my penis got erect in the pant. Now she requested me go a bit lower on the back. I took some more balm and applied on the lower back just above her hips and massaged it for some time. As result of the balm, some stains got over the portion of sari near her hip. I said to her” your sari is getting dirty due to the balm”.

She did not reply a word but raised her hip and pushed the sari & petticoat down revealing the crack line of the hips. I was totally taken aback by her action, but got courage and started going down and stared touching her hips. She did not react and kept silent to my act. Now I got bolder and pushed the sari & petticoat a little bit down to reveal her full hips and started massaging them without any balm. Now she started whimpering with sounds like”ooh, aah”

This encouraged me and I went on the bed lowered my pant and underwear and took out my penis and touched it slightly to her hip crack line. She was still facing head to the pillow but extended her hand to lower her sari & petticoat fully down to her legs. And instantly touched my penis and took hold of it and pulled it down to her pussy with slightly raising her hips. I was more than excited and instantly inserted my penis into her pussy but could not insert it fully so I took both her hips in hands and separated them to have full view & freedom to my penis. Then I lowered completely on her back and pressed hard on her hips and she thrusted her hips backwards to adjust my penis. She was not saying a word to me nor I was making any sound.

I now raised my chest from her back and opened her blouse buttons and then opened her black bra straps. After removing her blouse and bra, I took my hands to the sides of her breasts and started touching them. She knew my urge so she raised her upper portion of her body on her ankles. Now I took both of breasts in my hands started kneading them softly.

She now gave jolt of her hips to remind me to fuck her. So I started plunging slowly my penis in and out of her vagina, which was totally wet. After a few slow strokes, she thrusted her hips again towards my penis. I knew she wanted it faster so I gave 6-7 strokes faster and again went slow. I was going slow with fear that I may not be able to satisfy her as it was my first real sex with some women, so now she started thrusting her hips now & then. After 9-10 minutes of slow fucking, I was not able to able to control myself and started giving deep thrusts before discharging into her with my penis deeply buried. My penis went limp, but I did not get off her and humped her on hips and kept massaging her breasts and rolling the nipples in my hands. Soon my penis became hard, this time it seemed much harder than the last time.

Suddenly she got up throwing me to the side, and got on her hands and knees in doggy style. I got up and went behind her and inserted my penis again into her vagina and started giving her long & fast strokes. My thighs were touching her thighs and her hips were now making slapping noise. I extended my hands to her breasts again and pulled them a bit to cause some pain to her, but she was totally on fire. She was thrusting her hips back to me with much force this time. After 2-3 minutes, she started to shiver and tried to reach back and pull me with hips to her. Although this was my first real sex experience, but I had heard & read about woman orgasm. So I was happy and pushed my whole penis deeply into her vagina by immediately catching her front thighs causing her hips to flatten due to the pressure. This pressure gave me a lot of pleasure. After remaining in that position for about 20 seconds she released me and again got on all fours.

I started giving short & fast strokes still catching her with the front of her thighs. After fucking her for about 5 more minutes I again discharged into her and separated away as my penis went limp, and started wearing my clothes. This all happened without saying a word to each other. I clothed myself and went out and sat in the dining hall, while she went on to change her clothes.

She came out with some soft drink for her & me. I took one glass and started to drink without saying a word. She said to me that you should not tell anyone about this and said she does not understand how it all happened. I asked her if it could happen again, then she replied that it might cause bad name to her and affect her marriage. I promise her all the secrecy but she said plz don’t insist. So I kept silent and went after finishing my drink. I still go to her home but she remains very indifferent to me. I also do not wish to disturb her and exploit her bcoz I really don’t want anyone to get in trouble for my desires.

However, I am still unmarried and would like to have sex with any girl or aunty at Patna or nearby areas. Secrecy is guaranteed bcoz it would affect the other person as well as me. Anyone interested to have secret sex with me may email me on sexboy4gals@yahoo. Awaiting for your responses and emails.
Yours
Raj

Enjoy with Hot Dsei College Girl

I never thought of writing my real life Experience before visiting this desihotstories group. I think this is the only group where most of the stories are real life exp. Now my experience. There was a girl in my college her name was Varsha (not real name).

She was very sweet looking used to wear specs some time. She was 5'6 in height ND her basic stats were 36 28 36. She had these huge boobs. I have crush on girls who wear sleeveless shirts or there huge boobs. I'm 5'11 in height athletic body. I proposed her in my first year and she accepted my proposal. Then we started going for date and started to come closer but initially we only kissed each other nothing more then that. However I just wanted to suck her boobs. I just used to masturbate thinking of her huge boobs.

Finally one day I took her to a garden in Delhi. Once we reached there it was morning 8 o clock in December. You guys can imagine how is the weather in Delhi. It was chilling and foggy there. So we thought to Sit in some lonely place. Finally after 15 minutes we found one place. While searching for place Varsha was walking with me with hand inside my jacket and mine one hand around her lovely waist. Her boobs were touching my chest and it was just getting to much exciting. Besides there were other couples sitting there smooching, cuddling each other, taking use of this foggy atmosphere. We also saw one couple who were fucking each other. While the guy was sitting his gf was sitting on his lap and her jeans low and a shawl wrapping them but some part of her thighs was seen by Varsha. She told me this. While saying that she came very close her sound was suddenly very changed. Once found the place I sat and she came on my lap took out the shawl wrapped it around her gave me a tight hug. Now I can feel her heart beating faster and even she can feel the bulge in my pant. Which was in no way making her uncomfortable. Infact she was loving it the way she moved her pussy while hugging me. Now I was getting out of control I just started smooching her. I think even she was waiting for this moment only. She just went wild gave me the wildest smooch.

She just bit my lips took my tongue in mouth and started sucking my tongue. I was in no way regaining my composure. I just put my hand on her breast that I never did before and started rubbing it hard. This made her out of control. She started biting my cheeks, ears. And then she said something in my ear that I never expected. I was pressing her boobs over the sweater. She said Aakash I'm a virgin and I have never exp anything other then kissing you. Will you please everything that u know about sex. I'm ready to do anything which you will tell me to do. Now this made me just tooo horny. I said are you sure she said yes I will. I asked her to take off the sweater. She took off the sweater. Below she was wearing a shirt. I took her in my lap her mouth near my chest.

I said open the buttons of my shirt ND while was opening the buttons I opened the buttons of her shirt. Wat a view it was her milky boobs were right in front of me. I took my hand behind her shirt and hooked the bra. Now her breath were getting heavier. So just to tease her, and make it more exciting I asked now you tell me wat should I do. She said nothing and was feeling shy. But to make her more horny I said tell me plz. She said touch them and suck them. I said wat them tell me exactly wat should I do with wat??

She said play with my boobs and suck my boobs. This word made me and her more horny I just removed the bra and started pressing her nipples which was now very tight. I sucked it hungrily and she stated to moan badly. Without me saying anything she took her hand on my cock started stroking me. I again asked her wat she wants to do with me. She said I want to play with your penis. I asked her how she wants to play she said I want to see it and stroke yr penis.

I just opened my zip took out my penis which is 7" long. It was now very wet. I said do whatever you want to do. She started stroking it. Her hand was now also wet with my pre cum. I asked her to take my penis in hr mouth and eat it like lollipop. She felt shy but I said common jaanu do it you will like it very much. She got bit down and took my whole penis in her mouth and started giving me the blow job of my life. She took the head and started sucking it. I said take the whole in your mouth. She did and now started enjoying the session. In the mean time I put my hands on her vagina above her jeans and started rubbing it hard. Now she was sucking me harder. I felt the pressure building up in my penis. I was about to explode. I said now do it harder and drink all the cum that comes out from my penis. Don't drop anything. She just sucked me harder and I cummed a load in her mouth in which few drops came out of her mouth. She was about to clean it with her hands but I stopped her. Took my hand on her mouth took the cum in my fingers and inserted it in her mouth. She just sucked it like a hungry woman. I asked how is she feeling. She said I am feeling uneasy in my vagina I said ok take off yr jeans. She opened the button I slid the jeans a bit and her panty too. Her vagina was fully shaved. I started rubbing my palm over her vagina. Then I put my middle finger inside her vagina she made a loud sound aaaaaaahhhh. I said darling u will enjoy just tell me when my finger reaches inside where u like it the most I will stroke that part of your vagina. Becoz even I didn't know about the g spot. I inserted my finger more her vagina was fully wet. Suddenly she said yesssss do it here.i started rubbing that part with my finger, and she started sucking my lips more harder. I did it for 3 minutes. She just burst off my whole palm was filled with her love juice. I started lickingmy own palm wat a amzing feeling that was. Suddenly she said shyly can I drink it too.and took my palm in her hand and started sucking the leftover cum.

She was very satisfied but asked if we can fuck now. But it was not enjoyable too fuck in park. So I said lets go to my place since I live alone in my big bunglow. Rest story I will tell in next part Hope u enjoyed till now.

Greek Godess at My School

She had a unique way of wearing sari, she plucked the sari’s loose end together into folds and ran it all the way up, from the right side of her pale white and fragile looking skinny waist across the wholesome breasts covering them fully and over the shoulders, where all the folds were gathered and pinned up over her left shoulder delicately on to the blouse and quite charmingly rested the extreme end of the sari’s loose end over her left hand rolled up. She playfully dropped the loose end all by itself at times, other times; she would pay attention to the lonesome warrior and pay homage by carefully rolling it up her left wrist. This unique way of wearing sari gifted on the students a rare view, of a feminine quality that was waiting to be expressed; a woman’s encroachment on a naïve teenager’s psyche, a desire and wanton that met halfway behind her back while she turned over to jot something on the board, something infinitely unimportant, for the beguiling features of her stiff naked flesh kept the students in a trance, of beauty that curved, of curves that looped , and of loops that met somewhere beneath the elegant sari work. By now, everyone knew that she wore a white bra, for her unique way of wearing sari left the blouse uncovered by the sari on her back, and the features were impossibly clear for all the students to watch and be suffused with the promising beauty, of a back that was caught up covered mesmerizingly by a piece of transparent cloth and a guarding thick strapped bra that was supportive. And, the bra furthered the desire equation by wholly converging from the top of both the shoulders and meeting in between with a length of thick rectangle blotted out in the middle, for the straps were hooked and the hook position stood out in the whole architecture of subtle nuisances. The hook reminded one of the hidden qualities that were guarded, the hook also reminded one of the perimeters of conquests, one only had to gain access to the hook and the whole piece of majestic beauty would unfurl in one giant heap and the waves of desire would thoughtlessly, effortlessly undulate in the field of students’ mind. The outlines of bra straps on her back hung on to her shoulders so picturesquely that it titillated one and every student’s mind, the tickling sensation that began by her posture found catalysts in the naked flesh of her nape behind the neck, above the bra straps. The nape was refreshingly penetrating, the color of the skin was becoming, and the soft pale yellow flesh tormented one’s capacity of administering grips on oneself, and one ceaselessly fell prey for the standing lascivious lass with nape that stood so straight that it would put a swan into shame, breasts that bosomed relentless beauty in them put all the known species of birds at shame, a waist that converged into frolicking folds of timeless aggregation of softened skin put even the most voluptuous bodies at shame, and an arise that was so great that it appeared immobile in its mass for one with the eye for mass, small and cute with affirming postural stand embodiment for one with eye for skinny inclinations, that it put the giant horses with big bare backs at shame.

Such was the poise she took that even the most reluctant and indifferent mind fell prey to the elegant poise. She stood firm and on heels with the heaving bosom covered beneath the sari, and an enchanting tongue that she encircled words inside her mouth before leaving them into the open, ‘end’ sounded ‘end’ with stress on ‘t’ that was so shattering on already pent up nerves that one helplessly hung up beside himself. And she spoke, she walked, she adjusted the rim of her glasses, so fine and delicate that the skin of one’s teeth slipped over into the mouth. When she talked, everybody listened, when she walked, everybody gaped at her, when she paused all the eye lids paused as if earth paused at once in its orbit, when she turned her back, everyone frothed and gulped the spit back into their throats. She was an oasis of desire, a sand dune of elegance, a prima Dona, and the Greek goddess. Every day, she wore a new sari, a matching blouse, matching bangles, matching slippers, and matching hair clip, but the bra remained the same, the white one. It was her trademark style, one that she defined and only she was ever able to pull off so elegantly that nobody doubted if she was the proud owner of her style, perfection in person, character and an attitude that differentiated her. She stood out, she was unique and the only one who earned that respectful adoration ever taught in our school. She never ceased to exist, she was always there on everybody’s mind in the school, it was as if, she existed in waves and disturbances that rippled over the students, teachers and the principal as a giant wave that broke into the shore, wave after wave, she came and she gone. She broke on our minds with suddenness that we were blenched with fear of apprehension; she broke on us in a wave of lustful admiration like a wave in sea broke into white froth. She impaled our minds with a perpetual pattern such as the waves that cleansed the rocks on shore and left them soft and streamlined. Such was the force of her presence that the mind wavered into the verge of exploding, a desire un-quenching, an instinct unbridled such as the sun rose from a blank and grotesquely wholesome darkness to expose the blue sea everyday at dawn.

She was an epitome of a structure left to the beholders of beauty to gape in awe and admiration. When she walked, she rolled her sari’s end on her wrists, and the sari fell over feet in urgency, the folds so stiff and current, embroidered her already statuesque picture with a concurrent force, and she seemed dragging the weight of expectation with every passing day. And so it happened, one day she turned her back to write on the board, which nobody cared really, that I noticed her bra strap on the right shoulder displaced away from her shoulder and slipped on to her hand. Thanks to the transparent blouse as always, and thanks to the unique way of uncovering her back as always. I remember the day so clearly, with every passing second, I got increasingly aware of the situation, it never happened before, she dressed so conscientiously that she could only have existed in books, or in pictures on every piece of drawing board in this world, the real world was so utterly incompetent and beauty ridden, barren in existence that she should never have been let out of the books and pictures into the real world in the first place. The right strap unsettled the configuration so vast that the hook was now inclined at a good five degrees to the horizontal where it was hung up with no room for error for so long. Every time, she faced the class, I tried to read her face and was hoping that she would excuse herself from the class for a while and push the strap back into its original place thereby attainting ordered symmetry. I knew that she knew it, she felt the strap on her upper hand and the void it left on the shoulder was also palpable, it was unquestionable that she knew it, but she stood there and endured the pain, suffering and humiliation of a disturbed symmetry on her back for a good thirty minutes. Out of desperation, I hoped that she would begin dictating something out of the book and when everyone dug their heads into the books to jot it down, she could use that momentary minutes of near nothingness of gazing into adjusting the strap, to put us all out of our individuals’ episodes of restlessness. But she never did, she never relented, the frame of stroking arrogance did not bend down. I remember the day as the day that the beauty suffered all by herself, lone and in her person, she showed no signs of trouble and that added dignity to her figure.

Her Nipples Become Rock Hard

I was posted by my company to a small town in Maharashtra. Good job that came with a decent flat. I was a single guy, 24 years old, living by myself. Wanted to get laid badly. Always had a thing for sexy Maharashtra women, particularly the voluptuous “bai’s” with their tight, curvy bodies, big tits, and long, long dark hair. Always fantasized about pulling open a bai’s “juda” or bun of hair and fucking her doggie style. I knew that I would do anything to fulfill that fantasy. Decided to employ a local bai -- urmila -- on the recommendation of some colleagues who had been living in the area for a while. Tight little piece of ass was 32 years old. Usual sob story about women in those parts --- husband had abandoned her. No kids. Poor. Good for me. I didn’t want to waste any time and got down to making sure urmila knew what her role would be in my house --- to cook for me, to clean for me, and to satisfy my sexual desires. Day 1: 7.30 am: I woke up with the doorbell. Urmila reporting for work. I tell her to start making some breakfast for me. I bolt the door behind her as she walks to the kitchen. My cock becomes hard & erect through my pajamas as I watch her shake her tight butt as she walks. She’s wearing a typical maharashtrian saree -- colorful and draped sensuously around her curvy body. Can’t wait to get my hands on her and bang her brains out. Her hair is tied up in a tight bun, lightly oiled, and I start fantasizing about pulling it open and letting it fall loose. I wonder if it falls to her waist or to her ass?? Let’s find out. I walk into the kitchen. She’s heating the milk on the gas. I come up behind her and grab her tits while grinding my hard cock into her ass. She is shocked and starts to struggle to get out of my grasp. But this bitch isn’t going anywhere expect to bed with me. I said: “ chup ho ja urmila. Jyada natak mat kar. Mein tera maalik hoon or aaj mein tujhe chodunga. Chup chaap meri baat sun, or teray ko bhi maja aayaga. Jyada natak kiya to mein teri aisee halat karoonga…..dekh, aaj to mein tujhe apni randi banaunga. Samjhi”. All this while I was biting her neck and grinding against her ass, at the same time mauling her tits with my hands that I had slipped underneath her tight blouse.

She continue to struggle, but her thrashing about was getting weaker as she slowly realized that she would have be submit to her master. I stepped back a little and pulled at her saree. It unwound swiftly from her body and she was left standing in her blouse & petticoat only. She covered her exploding tits with her hands in shame. I advanced towards her and roughly put my right hand on her head and yanked her towards me. Then I savagely pulled her ‘juda’ and opened her sexy long hair. My cock almost exploded as her thick long black hair came open and fell to below her ass. I knew I was going to have the time of my life with this cunt. I pushed her down to her knees with my right hand while undoing my pajama and pulling my hard erect cock out with my left one. “apna moon khole saali or mera Lund choos”, I ordered her. She didn’t want to do it, but had no choice. I slapped her on her face and as she opened her mouth to scream I shoved my cock into it. She was gagging on it as I violently fucked her mouth. Within seconds she submitted to the force and started sucking it. I grabbed her head with both hands and started pushing it back and forth while ramming my cock down her throat. Started playing with her long hair too. I always had a fantasy to spray a woman’s face with my cum. Seeing a sexy woman on her knees, long hair, sucking my dick, was enough to make me explode. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, roughly pulled her hair back so that her face was upturned and spurted a huge load of my cum on her face. She tried to turn her face away, but a hard slap to her left cheek stopped her. The cum came jerking out of my cock as I smacked her face with my cock. Then I reinserted my still hard cock into her mouth and told her to suck it clean. Seconds later I pulled out, ordered her to remain on her knees, quickly ran to my room, got my digital camera and took a photo of her cum-stained face for future reference. She was horrified, but helpless to do anything. She knew her fate was sealed. 8.30 am: sitting on the dining table. Urmila is serving me my breakfast. Half naked. After our session, she got up from her kneeling position and started to reach for her saree. I told her that from now on, she wasn’t going to wear a saree while the two of us were in the house alone. She would work wearing only her blouse & petticoat. Also, she was to keep her long hair clean, and tied up in a bun always. Why, you may ask?? Because i wanted to hear her scream every time i violently yanked it open. I caressed her ass while she served me breakfast. She knew what was coming next. 9.00 am: finished breakfast.

Urmila is back on her knees with my cock in her mouth. But this time the blowjob is only the beginning of what i’m going to make her do. My cock is hard again. I yank open her blouse with both hands, ripping the buttons off. Her 36d tits pop out and i bite into her left tit. She screams as i roughly bite her nipple, kneading her tits. Her screams turn to moans as she starts getting aroused and her nipples become rock hard. I undo the string of her petticoat and let it fall to the floor, exposing her hairy cunt. I quickly shove two fingers into her pussy and start ramming it hard. Within seconds, she’s wet & ready. No point in wasting any more time. I pull her by her open hair and drag her roughly to the bedroom and throw her on the bed. She winces uncomfortably. I climb on the bed on top of her, spread her legs apart, and tear into her pussy with my hard, wide 12 incher. The look on her face when i entered her was priceless. Her eyes went wide in pain & surprise and she let out a loud scream. That’s all the encouragement i needed to start humping her brains out. I began to fuck her violently. I love to talk dirty during sex. “kuttiya, saali rundi. Aaj mein teree chuth phadonga. Aur chilla, saali. Aaj say tu mayree rundi hai. Samjhi.” She was just screaming away. I pulled out. Flipped her over. Doggie style. Cock went back into her. I roughly grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked it hard. Smacked her ass while pounding her pussy. Twisted her hair in my hands and yanked harder. She screamed louder. Started begging me to stop. “nahin saahib. Bus karo. Nahin. Mein luth gayee. Darad hota hay saahib. Daya karo mallik.” But i wasn’t going to have any mercy on this bitch. I wanted to ensure that right off the bat, this bitch knew who was the boss. 9.20 am: the pussy pounding reached a peak. I was about to cum again. I didn’t want to cum inside her since i hadn’t had time to put on a condom. Didn’t want the cunt getting pregnant. I pulled out from her mutilated pussy, flipped her over so that she was lying on her back, brought my cock upto her mouth, slapped her face with my hand, making her mouth open, as i squirted my second load of the morning into her mouth. “satak le mayray muth ko saali”. She tried to spit it out but another hard smack on her face settled that matter. She swallowed obediently. Every single drop. I shoved my cock into her mouth, and this time she knew what to do. She sucked it clean. The bitch was learning. Time for more photos. This time of her sexy naked body. She knew that i owned her completely now.