Sometimes life can bring on some extra ordinary experiences, which leave you so perplexed, that you are wary of the repercussions, yet you have a satisfied feeling of making people gratefully happy.
To introduce myself, I am Vinod, a Senior Executive, aged 32 yrs and married. My job requires a lot of shuttling between my work place and the Head Office, which is situated in Mumbai. The distance being over 700 kms, it is necessary to accommodate myself in any upper class hotel there, which is my entitlement. The travel is more convenient by luxury air-conditioned coaches, traveling at night and reaching the next day morning. It was on one of these trips that my long term dream became a reality, – and that too with no plans or intentions.
It all happened when I was due to travel on such a trip, that the coach stopped at an interim terminus to pick up on-going reserved passengers. Since the bus had to stop for some time, I along with some passengers got down to loosen our legs and prepare for the long journey ahead. The passengers boarding the coach were busy checking with the bus conductor regarding their seats.
Since the seat next to me was empty, I was trying to forecast which person would be my companion for the journey. Suddenly I saw a familiar face of an elderly lady in that crowd. At the same time, I realized that she too had recognized me.
“Do you recognize me?” the elderly lady asked.
“What a surprise! How can I forget you, Aka?” I replied, “It’s almost 8 years since I last saw you. How are you? And where are you going? Are you traveling in this coach?”
The lady, Aka, that I had met was working as our in-house maid, since the time that I can remember. She had left our place about 10 years back since her husband had expired and she had to look after her two young daughters Sunita, aged 14 and Lata aged 8 yrs.
“You remember this girl?” she asked pulling a pretty young lass, in her early twenties, towards us. She was wearing a light blue sari, the Indian drape style and I was awestruck at her natural beauty and a charming smile. She was very slim and about 5’9″ tall, a couple of inches shorter than me.
“Is this Sunita?” I queried, unsure whether it was she. I could make out that it was Sunita, because she replied with a coy smile.
“Yes, she is. In fact it is she who is traveling to Mumbai, in this coach,” Aka said. “In fact it is her first time to Mumbai and I was worried about her. Now I am happy that she will be traveling with you. Please take care of her.”
“Where are you going in Mumbai, Sunita?” I asked Sunita.
” I am going to Marine Lines,” She replied. “Oh, than its done. My office is at Colaba, which is very close to Marine Lines. I can drop her to her destination,” I volunteered. “Aka, you don’t have to worry. How long is she going to be there?”
“Well, she may have to be there for 4-5 days, depending . . .” she did not end the sentence which I felt was a little odd.
“Where will she be staying?” I queried further.
“She may have to stay in some Hotel there, near by to Cooper Hospital” Aka replied dejectedly. I could feel that all was not well.
Debating whether to ask or not, my inquisitiveness got the better of me.
“Cooper Hospital? And why is that? Is everything alright? Can I be of some help?” I offered my assistance not knowing what the trouble was.
Sunita’s face had become ashen, and she moved to ask about her seat. Aka then confided in me that Sunita was married about three years ago, to the only son of a wealthy village businessman. But things had not worked out well. The parents of the boy had wanted a grand-child, – and luckily they would be happy with a boy or a girl.
But due to some twist of luck, Sunita could not conceive, and things had come to an extent that the in-laws had threatened to seek divorce if she did not bear them a grand-child. Luckily she was still staying with her husband.
Aka informed me that they had consulted a lot of gynaecologists, who after some tests had asked her to visit Cooper Hospital in Mumbai, where they had specialised doctors who could guide her and carry out further tests.
Though this would incur a lot of expenses, they had mustered all their resources and decided to send their daughter for these tests.
I felt sorry for Aka, as she was the kindest of souls in the present world. I looked at Sunita, who stood further apart knowing fully well that her mother had told me about her problem.
“Aka, now you don’t have to worry about her. I am staying close by there and I will have a lot of free time. I will take care of Sunita. And regarding accommodation, she can always stay with me, in the same hotel,” I said, “Aka, that is if you or Sunita does not mind.”
Aka was almost in tears, after she heard me. “Baba, I know you and your family. You have always been kind to me. Now you have come like a blessing to us. I have had to borrow a lot of money and even sold some of my jewelry to pay for these tests and the travel. I want everything to be fine for my child. I pray and hope that after these tests, she will be able to conceive. I will inform Sunita about this.”
She then hurried to tell Sunita about this news. Though I could not hear what they spoke, I could make out that Sunita what berating her mother for having told me. However, I also noted that it was a half-hearted scolding and in between she furtively glanced towards where I stood.
The mother then spoke to the driver of the bus and shifted the original passenger in my neighbouring seat and got it allotted to her daughter – Sunita. I was please that I had the fortune of getting a lithe young lady as my companion for the journey, as compared to all the oldies in the bus.
After about 10 minutes, the bus left. I had given Aka the confidence that her daughter was in good hands and that she could go home with peace. I also mentioned to not to say anything about my offer to anyone, as tongues could wag. She agreed whole-heartedly and promised not to say a word to anyone. In fact she further confided that she had told all her neighbours and relatives that Sunita was going to attend a family wedding in Mumbai.
Since the bus had two rows of two seats each with an aisle in between, Sunita had taken the window seat. She had a shawl wrapped around her shoulders, which gave her a very sexy appeal. She was staring out of the coach at all the trees zipping past. The light outside was fading as it was about 6PM. The seats to our left were vacant, and the passengers too were less.
“Sunita, are you comfortable?” I asked.
“Thank you. How about you?” she replied.
“Me? How can I be anything other than comfortable with such a pretty lady seating next to me?” I paid her a compliment.
She blushed and went back into her shell. For a long time the smile remained on her. She did make any conversation after that and carried on looking outside at the passing scenery, in the fading light.
As it grew dark outside, the Video TV in the coach came to life. Sunita shifted in her seat to watch the movie. In the process of her shifting, our feet got entangled, and the feel of her soft skin on my skin was electrifying for both of us. We immediately pulled back our legs and carried on watching the movie. At some point in time, I realized that the pressure on my right shoulder had increased, and I turned to find that Sunita was dozing and had rested her head on my shoulder. I did not disturb her sleep. I could feel her taut small breast against my arm and my joystick was raising itself to attention.
At about 9PM the bus stopped for the passengers to have their dinner. I slowly shook Sunita by her shoulder to wake her. Her shoulder felt very slim and curvy. She woke up and stiffened after she realized her situation. She apologized. “Sunita, I am happy that my shoulder was there for you. Do you remember your visits to our house, when you were young” I asked her, trying to start a conversation.
“I loved visiting our mother there,” she said “your family never treated us any different from your own. We enjoyed the ice-creams and sweets. And the movies….”
We then got down and headed for the restaurant. It was not the posh type but served hot food and beverages. We went in and sat on a table, – a little away from the crowd. This was the first time that I saw her beauty in the bright light of the restaurant. She had light brown eyes, shoulder length hair, a set of the finest pink lips from which shone a row of sparkling white teeth, every time she smiled.
Besides her slim shape, I could not see much of her upper body as she had her shawl wrapped around her shoulder due to the cold weather outside. We ordered food and I could make out that she was taking furtive glances towards me. The reaction was that my joy-stick below started to stir. As our eyes made contact, she smiled and then carried on eating. As we were about to finish our meal, an elderly co-passenger lady passed us and whispered to her husband near her as to ‘what a lovely couple the two of us made’. She said that we were a pair made for each other.
Her words, though whispered were heard clearly by Sunita and me, who looked towards me and broke out into the most wonderful blush. Her smile seemed to have lit a hundred bulbs. She immediately got up and went to have a wash. I too followed suit and headed for the toilet. After answering the call of nature, I found that my 8 inch penis – my joy stick had taken a stiff stance at just the thought of Sunita and her breast pressing against my arm; so I decided to put him facing upwards, instead of his regular position between his good friends – the balls.
I then returned outside near the coach. Just then Sunita returned. She had a coy blush playing on her face. I kept looking at her.
“What……?” she asked.
“Oh…no, nothing. I thought a Super-model was heading my way.” I passed her a compliment.
“Simply don’t pass compliments. You too don’t look anything less then a handsome model.” She replied.
“Wow. Now that’s settled. We are both models for each other, if not for others. You heard what the lady said.” I said pushing my luck further.
She blushed again, but this time she brushed my arm in mock fisting.
We entered the bus and took our seats. The movie came on again and this time Sunita rested her head on the side glass as she watched the movie.
“Sunita, in case you want, you can use my shoulder, please feel free,” I volounteered.
“Thank you, I will remember” she replied with a smile.
I could feel that a lot of ice had melted between us and that she smiled a lot. She looked very pretty.
The in-house video movie was a bore with the same stereo type story. I turned my attention to Sunita.
“What is this test that you are going to do at Mumbai?” I asked.
Sunita hesitated at first, but then after a little bit of coaxing, she said that the local Doctors had advised her to go in for artificial insemination. She was traveling away from the village because she wanted to maintain secrecy. I could see that tears were welling up in her eyes, and as a reflex action, I moved my arm across her shoulders to comfort. She immediately came towards me seeking to be consoled. I gathered a little bit of courage and held her tight to my chest.
As my hand snaked around her shoulders, it landed straight on her right breast, which was rock solid and the size of a medium sized apple. She stiffened, but I did not remove my hand feigning that it was an unknown gesture. After some time, she moved herself a little more and this time her breast was positioned in the cup of my hand. I kept on holding without any further action.
After some more time I could feel her relaxing as her weight on my chest increased. Simultaneously I cupped her breast in my right hand as though trying to hold her securely. She moaned slowly.
“You said something” I asked her.
“Mmmmm…… no, nothing” she purred.
I was now sure that she would not mind a little fondling and I squeezed hard and felt for her nipple. She was wearing a cotton blouse and what seemed like a thin cotton bra. Her nipple was quite prominent and felt like an overgrown almond.
She sighed, and pulled her shawl over her chest covering my hand. I was now confident that she was game for action. I moved my hand over her breast which was now stiff and firm. I increased my pressure and I could feel her breath becoming fast.
I slipped my left hand too under the shawl and gripped her left breast. Now I had both her apples in my hand and her approval to fondle them. I pressed and I squeezed. The elderly passengers to my side were fast asleep and the lights had been put off, since the movie had ended.
I cautiously tried to slip my hand through her cleavage, and she jerked as my hand made contact on her sensitive flesh. This was the first time that a foreign hand was invading an area only privy to her husband. I pulled back my hand. She looked up at me but said nothing. I them pushed my hand below her blouse and under her bra. Her boob was warm and her chest was heaving in anticipation.
The fright of getting caught of fondling in public was heightening her excitement. She shuddered. I realized that she may have had her orgasm.
I slowly opened her blouse buttons and freed the two delicious boobs still within her bra and under her shawl. The bra hook was no problem and came off in a trice.
She pulled her shawl closer and slipped down from my shoulder to rest her head on my groin. My prick was in full form and she must have felt it like a rod through my pocket. She rested her head directly on my prick and relaxed. The position had given me direct access to both her boobies and I realized that she was endowed with almost an inch long nipples. I squeezed and pulled, mashed and ground and she was writhing with pleasure.
After some time I realized that she had put her palm as though to rest her head but in fact was exactly above the hardened prick and she was slowly moving it up and down. I moved my hand slowly down her chest to her navel and then to the folds of her saree below her navel.
She moved her hand and stopped me from going further. I looked down at her and she mouthed a ‘NO’ to me. I stopped and returned back to my fair pair dare.
I was ruminating on what Sunita had said about artificial insemination, and a thought occurred to me. I had to speak to her before she went for her tests. I tried to start a conversation, but I realized that the travel had made her drowsy and she was fast asleep.
We slept like that and got up when the early morning sunlight lit the horizon. We reached Mumbai at around 7AM.
After we alighted from the coach, Sunita asked me if I could help her out with the hotel accommodation. I asked Sunita if she would mind sharing the room with me in the hotel. I told her that the hotel was unknown to me and there should be no problem. She hesitated and asked what would be the cost.
I laughed and told her she could consider having already repaid me last night. She turned pink in her face and smiled. She agreed to share the room with me. We took a taxi and headed for a hotel near Bombay Hospital.
It was 3 star hotel accommodation and within my entitlement. I informed the counter that I was on a business trip and that I was eligible for re-imbursement from my company and that they should charge me separately for my wife (?). I would be paying separately for her. So it was settled and Sunita was my temporary wife, for the world to know.
Our room was on the top floor and faced a beautiful part of the metropolitan city. Sunita was absolutely enchanted. She was transfixed near the window watching the hustle bustle of the city. I put on the AC and started removing my travel clothes to have a bath. I asked her if she wanted to shower first and she said she would. She started unpacking her bag and moved into the bathroom. The bathroom had a tub which for her was a novelty. She wanted to know how to use it.
By then I had changed into a towel wrapped round my waist. I walked into the bathroom to find that Sunita was minus her saree and her small tits bulged from her blouse. They were clearly visible now in the bright light. I stared at them. She saw me looking and told me not to stare like that and that she was feeling embarrassed. I moved towards her and held her tight to me. She must have definitely felt my lone soldier poking her, near her belly, and she responded by hugging me.
I lifted her face towards me and kissed her sweet lips. My hand went straight to her breasts and I fondled furiously at them. I tore away her blouse and before me came the barrier of a cheap cotton bra with no fancy works. In a twinkle of an eye, I had divested her of this barrier and gulped her tit. All she could do was moan with her eyes closed. As I headed down to her belly, towards Ground Zero she suddenly grabbed me by the hair and said in a hoarse voice ‘NO’.
I was confused since she had done that twice by now. I returned back to my golden apples and her lips. After some time we ended up bathing separately and got ready to go for our errands.
Since she had a reference of the doctor, I called him up and he fixed an appointment for her in the late morning. My meeting was scheduled at 10AM and since the time was nearing 9AM, I had to leave.
We ordered breakfast in the room and I gave her the directions as to how to get to the doctor. She would have no problem as it was a walking distance from our hotel. I also told her to call up home from the room and inform her mother about her reaching safely.
As I came down the lift, a thought struck me. There was a good garment shop in the near vicinity and I headed for it. I told the counter person that I wanted to surprise my wife and that I would like to gift her some lingerie.
He guided me to a Sales Girl, who was eager to show me the works. Finally I selected a black, pink and white lacy bra and matching panties, and also a pair of half slips, with a deep cleavage. That too very lacy and very sexy.
The shop gift packed it and I headed back for the Hotel. The Reception Staff obliged me by sending the gift to my room. I would have loved to see Sunita’s expression, but I had to leave.
When I returned in the evening, Sunita was nowhere to be seen in the room. I wondered if it had anything to do with her firm “NO” for the love game in the morning. Was she hurt? Did she really not want to go ahead with this opportunity to make love. Did she want to be loyal to her husband? As these thoughts made their rounds in my mind, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door to find Sunita standing there wearing the Salwar Kameez (the Indian two piece blouse & slacks).
“When did you arrive?” she queried.
“Just a few minutes ago. Where had you been?” I asked.
“Why? Were you concerned about me?” she inquired.
“Sure I was. I thought you got lost or something like that.”
“Thanks….. for everything” she said with a blush.
“For everything…?” I was perplexed.
“You know for what. Your gifts were wonderful” she answered.
“So you knew? And is this the only thanks I get” I joked.
“Well, I was thinking how to express my thanks; but I could not think of anything to give you. Do you know that you lifted a big weight of my chest” she said.
“You mean – I lifted your weighty chest” I said trying to entice her into the right mood.
“Can you think of anything other then my breast?” she said in mock anger.
“Sure I can, but till now it is only in my thoughts. Till now I have only come up with breasts.” I replied.
“No. I wanted to thank you because I did not have time to buy the proper under garments before I left for here. I was tense because I would have to go for the check up in my old under clothes. The gift you sent me was a blessing in disguise. Thanks again. In fact I stopped you from going any further yesterday and today morning because I did not want you to see me in those old clothes.” That solved my puzzle about her behavior.
“It’s my pleasure, your Highness” I replied bowing deeply.
She then stopped as though to say something, and then said:
“Well there is some good news. I had been to see my Doctor. And he has said that there is nothing wrong in me. The reports are all normal. He has said that I am definitely capable of bearing a child and there is no need for expensive artificial insemination. He suggests that we should try again. The Doctor was also particular about me relaxing myself. He said that tension could be one of the reason.” She was pouring herself to me. “But I am sure that Ashok, my husband will not be eager to try after this long break. He will not be psychologically prepared…..” With this she started to cry.
I held her close to me as she sobbed. Her breast heaving against my chest, the familiar stirring of my one-eyed monster returned. I moved my hand along her back, but I found that the bra strap was missing. Was she wearing my gifts? I carried on moving my hand over her back slightly harder and her sobs subsided. I lifted her chin up and could see a look of helplessness in her eyes.
She stared at me beckoningly, and it prompted me to say “Could I help you in bearing a child? You could say that there was an implant required, and nobody will know. It will be our secret.”
She just stared at me. I thought she would be angry and slap me. But she clung on more firmly and dug her faced into my chest. I took her action as a yes and lifted her face to me. Her eyes were closed and her lips were open. I put my lips on to hers and sucked on them. She responded. I let my tongue probe into her mouth and I could feel her shuddering in anticipation. She had not said a word after I had put forth my proposal. I did not want to waste any time. But I needed her consent.
“Suni” I said lovingly “Do you sincerely wish that I father your child for you?”
She looked up and slowly shook her head in the positive. I hugged her and lifted her in my arms and swung her round in joy. She put her hands around my neck and just clung. Her giggle was so fresh and innocent like a bride on her first night.
“No, I would love it to be like our first night. We shall commence our tryst from tonight.” I said “For now let us go for a drive and have a romantic dinner. From now on till we return, you are my wife. How does that sound?”
“I am enthralled” she replied.
We dressed and left for a drive in the city. The taxi ride took us to the local beach The Chowpatty, where we at the savoury dishes served by roving carts.
As the sun headed towards its horizon, the weather turned chilly and Sunita hugged me more tightly and pressed her right breast into my side. I silently thanked the cool breeze. The warm feeling returned between my legs and I hinted to Sunita that we should head back to the room and start our project.
We took a taxi and headed back. I put my hand around her and slowly fondled her left breast. She was taken by surprise. She looked at me and then at the driver. I nodded that it was ok and that he would not know. But the feeling of getting caught was heightening our joy.
We rushed up to our room, and started removing our clothes. I opened by shirt and unzipped my pants which were off within an eye’s blink. I still had my briefs on.
I turned round to see Sunita in the see-through half slip and the black lacy bra and matching panties. I grabbed her and kissed her on her lips. I felt her shiver in anticipation. My tongue opened her lips and sought her tongue. For her kissing was not an art but a spur of the moment action. She hesitated and then understood what was to be done. She started sucking my tongue in a milking motion.
My hands got busy on her lovely breasts which had become taut as I slowly started squeezing them. Sunita moaned and sucked. Suddenly she went stiff and I could feel her having her first of the many orgasms of the night. I slipped the straps of the slip and bra over her shoulders and lo & behold, there was the cutest of breasts staring at me through her brownish pink nipples. Her nipples were longish and were like pointers.
With a growl I bent my head and sucked on her tit, which literally I could take in wholly in my mouth. I felt a hand over my penis, and felt it grow within the briefs.
“What do you have in there?” Sunita asked as a mock query..
“Oh he is a friend I will introduce you later,” I replied.
I had her top fully undressed and she looked like a queen with just her panties on. I touched her over her panties and found that she was wet like a pond. As my hand went over the elastic of her panty, Sunita closed her eyes and felt my hand snaking towards her love hole. I slipped in a finger and she gasped.
“Careful” she advised. “It’s been a long time that I have had any visits there.”
“Don’t worry. You will have the best night of your life . . . . rather our first Unofficial Wedding Night”.
Sunita was now losing her control and inhibitions. I slowly pulled down her soaking panties and she tried to cover her vagina with her hands. I knelt down and slowly removed her hands covering the gateway to joy. She had a moderate growth of bush on her entrance which I like.
“Please don’t stare there. I am feeling embarrassed. Pleeeease” she begged.
Before she could say anything further I kissed her on her lower lips and she was totally shocked. She had never ever thought that this was also another option of enjoyment.
“What are you doing? It’s dirty to do that” she pulled herself back.
I carried on moving towards her cunt with my lips and she backed away. For her this was totally unheard of thing. As she backed away she ended up against the full length mirror on the wall and by them I had put my lips fair and square on her lower lips. She gasped as a warm feeling of my tongue entering her lips took over her body.
Involountarily, she pressed her vagina on my marauding mouth as waves over waves of pleasure passed through her body. This was a totally new feeling for her. I could feel her clit standing prominently and she was moaning with her eyes closed. I sucked on her clit. She was totally wet by now.
“Ooh, Vinooo, I am feeling great, please don’t stop, pleeeaase don’t stop. Ummm. . . . aaahhh, uuummm…” her moans grew louder. Then she suddenly came very powerfully and relaxed. Her juices ran down her inner thigh.
“Vinoo, please show me the friend that you promised to introduce to me.” She said as I started to lick my way up to her navel and to her breasts. Her hand was frantically searching what she had very momentarily felt, but had not seen and was eager to see it.
“Well. Suni, if you want to meet him then you should take away the barrier yourself” I said pointing to my underpants, which was now bulging with anticipation. “But there is a condition.”
“Condition?” she asked
“Yes. You will have to return my pleasure later”
“What type of pleasure?”
“Well, I kissed you there. You will have to kiss me here. Ok?”
“But I have never done such a thing earlier”
“Did you or did you not get pleasure when I went down on you? Did you know that you could get pleasure that way earlier. Tonight I will teach many ways that you can be pleasured.”
She brought her hands to my under pants as I fondled her breasts with a slight force. I held her and kissed her on her lips again and this time she reciprocated. As she was getting my underwear down, she could not she my penis. As it came down with a jerk, my one eyed monster poked her on her belly like a baton. She pushed me suddenly and said
“Is that your natural thing?” she queried. “Oh my god! It’s huge. It will rip me”
“What do you mean huge? Does your husband not have a penis?” I asked.
“No, not even half this size”. She was in a state of amazement. “It’s too long and too thick for me”. She was scared.
My ego boosted beyond limits.
“Don’t worry. I will not hurt you. You are too sweet to be hurt. Believe me.” I tried pacifying her.
I took her hand and slowly lead it to my prized possession. She touched the warm staff but did not hold it. I curled her fingers around my staff, but her fingers could not go around it. Her pressure started increasing and she now started stroking my pole in a piston like motion.
All this time we were pressed to the mirror. I slipped my finger to her curly garden around the heavenly grotto, and lightly brushed her lips there. The area around was hot with anticipation and she was wet like a fresh shower. I slipped a finger into her vagina and this evoked a sharp response as she pressed on my finger.
” Oooh, maaaa . . . please do it slowly” she pleaded ” I have not had anything in me for a long time. It pains”
As she talked to me I had slipped in two of my fingers and started to piston her. Her breath had become faster and she pressed on my fingers rhythmically. Suddenly she increased her pressure on my penis and shuddered. She had come. My fingers had been showered with the first of her many comings of the night.
Our sweat soaked bodies slithered on one another giving a wonderful feeling of being massaged. Her tits poked into my chest everytime she pressed herself into me. I did not want to waste time, and lifted her up in my arms. She held me around the neck and we reached the bed.
The time had now come for the main event. She lay on the bed, but did not open her legs. I did not want to force myself on her, so I thought of playing with her. I put my hands on either side of her hips and lowered my face on her mound. She looked surprised. I touched her swollen clit with the tip of my tongue, and voila with a moan she started opening her legs. It looked like the opening of petals of a flower. She had her eyes closed and savoured the delights of a tongue on her clit. Slowly she was playing with her hands in my hair, and after sometime started pushing my head towards her love hole. I smooched her there and she wriggled in throes of pleasure.
She was now ready to receive me. I now came over her and laid over her whilst kissing her on her mouth. I reached down and positioned my pole on her hole and rubbed it up and down the slit. She stiffened.
“Pleeeeease be careful, don’t tear me apart ………” she pleaded.
I covered her mouth with mine and pushed at her entrance, the head could only enter a little. She cried out in pain. I soothed her with assurances that it will only pain a little.
It felt like it was our honeymoon night and that she was getting fucked for the first time. I pushed with pressure and she begged me not to go further and that she could not hold it. I held her arms on either sides and forced myself into her. She was swinging her head from side to side, trying to control her pain. She had bitten her lower lip with her teeth and this gave her a aura of being helpless. This heightened my pleasure.
By now I was almost in her fully. I stopped pushing and she moaned and aah’ed. I waited for her to get accustomed to my girth and when her feelings of pleasure returned, I started to pull out of her. She suddenly opened her eyes looking at me, trying to understand what was happening.
I pulled out almost to the tip and rammed back again to the hilt. She closed her eyes and shrieked and at the same time lifted her beautiful breasts into my chest. Her body was rippling with pleasure and as I left her hands, she grasped me and started kissing me on the mouth. I pistonned into her furiously and she writhed with pleasure under me.
I did not want to end it so soon. So I stopped my pistonning and lay down on her. “What happened?” she asked. I told her, now it is her turn to be up.
She was confused. I held her and rolled on my back whilst still being inside her. Being in a conservative family she had never done this before. Slowly I helped her to slide her legs along my sides and to sit on me, with my prick still in her. She looked like a person who has been screwed to the ground.
I put my hand on her buttocks and lifted her up, she got the idea and she started to slide up and down my pole. She threw her head backwards and slid up and down. I could she her tiny breasts shaking in front of me and grabbed them with both my hands. She covered my hands with hers and started increasing the pressure on them. Suddenly she stiffened and shuddered. I could feel her juices coming down my pole. I had still not come.
She asked very shyly. “You have good control on yourself. I have come thrice and you have not even come once. When will you pump your seed in me?” I pulled her to me and turned her over on her back.
“Well, here we go” I started pumping into her with full force, she was in heaven. And after some time, my pole grew and stiffened and I pumped her womb with my sperms which came in torrents. She pressed her breasts into me and held me tight.
After this we carried on for some time and played with each other and finally went to sleep with me in her.
I made plans to extend my stay as I never knew if we could get such a chance again. However, before we returned back to our place, I wanted to enjoy every orifice my dear Suni, could offer. The next three days were the most wonderful.
Sometimes life can bring on some extra ordinary experiences, which leave you so perplexed, that you are wary of the repercussions, yet you have a satisfied feeling of making people gratefully happy.