Satisfying a rich, married and lonely lady
Once, a friend of mine working in Dubai, wanted me to meet him at the airport while he came to India on leave. He handed over a packet to me at the airport which was given by his boss to be delivered to the wife of his boss in the city. As the house of my friend was about 90 KM away from the airport, he requested me to deliver the packet to the lady within a day or two, so that he can rush off to catch a train going to his home-town soon. He gave me the address and phone number of his boss’s wife in the city. It was but natural for me to do this favour for my friend, so I agreed.
Two days later, I went with the packet to her house which was about 30 KM away from my place. It was a magnificent apartment in a posh locality and I considered they must be pretty rich. I had thought the boss of my friend must be an elderly man so his wife must also be in her late forties or early fifties.
Reaching the house, I called the bell. A tall, fair, gorgeous and extremely sensuous-looking lady of about 30 years with big protruding bosom, clad in sari, opened the door and looked at me enquiringly. She certainly carried an air of elegance around her. I introduced myself and told the name of the lady I wanted to meet. To my utter surprise and disbelief she said it was her name. I told her the purpose of my visit. She led me indoors to the drawing room.
The apartment was a beauty indeed, well-furnished matching to a very wealthy owner. She offered some sweets and a cold-drink to me and we talked for about ten minutes. My work over, I stood up to say good-bye and thank her for the kind hospitality. But she insisted me to spend some more time with her, talking. She was such a beauty no one can resist.
In a short while, I noticed she turned our conversation to purely personal things. To her query, I gave a brief and true account of myself. To my casual query, she told about herself also. She said she was 31, married seven years ago and her husband was working in Dubai. He was a workaholic, paid less attention to their personal life. Initially, she joined him once for a couple of years, but against her wishes came back, pregnant, to deliver and settled down in the city so that she can take care of their house and the baby. She said her husband had plans to start his own business in Dubai.
She lived with her 4 year old daughter, a nursery student, and an elderly maid-servant. To my further queries, she hesitatingly said her married life was in despair as her husband was away visiting her once in six months or so for fifteen days only. By now, from my gentle talks and manners, she was convinced that I was a decent man who can be fully trusted and confided. She was kind to mention that to me adding she could not come across many people like me.
We talked about other general things for another ten minutes. As I found short of any more subjects, I stood up. I profusely thanked her for her hospitality. If I was not exaggerating, I could see her feeling sad to miss me. As if to clear my doubt, she invited me to visit her again and gave her phone number requesting me to call her often.
I did not rush to phone her for next five days purposely. In fact, I was eager to talk to her, but at the same time did not want to give away any wrong signals about my curiosity. I called her on phone on the sixth day afternoon. She was very much happy that I called her. We talked for about ten minutes. Before hanging up, she requested me to call her more frequently than after long intervals. I smiled to note the encouragement from her.
I won’t stretch it too far. Spread over many calls on phone over one month, we established a very good friendship. By this time, I was sure; she had built up full faith and trust in me. This was evident from her talk slipping into intimate things.
So, lastly during one such talk on phone, the not-so-surprising and inevitable offer which was more a request than an invitation came from her. She asked me if I minded coming over to her house on Saturday night and leave next morning. Frankly speaking, it did not surprise me at all, rather I was expecting it â€“ may be it came sooner than expected. Her voice was not more than whispers as she seemed nervous waiting to know my reaction and response as if she told a blunder of asking the curator of Taj Mahal if it was up for sale. I spent full one minute brooding over. She wondered if I had disconnected the phone line. Lastly I agreed thanking her profusely.
On Saturday at 8.30 in the night, I reached the rendezvous spot, a good restaurant in the city. She reached ten minutes later and made quite an electrifying entrance! She was wearing light-blue tight jeans and a stripped deep yellow T-shirt with her long hairs spread on her back. Except for a little overweight of her body, she looked a model from head to foot. She did not give a damn or bother to look around if anyone could recognize her. The peering eyes of all people in the restaurant converged into her protruding bosom. Frankly speaking, I too wondered how she would look like in nude if she looked so stunning beautiful in her clothes!!! I felt pride when the people looked at me enviously as she joined me smilingly.
We chatted over a sumptuous dinner. Disregarding my protest, she paid the bill. Around ten-o’-clock, we came to her car. She requested me to sit on the back seat while she drove the car herself. The cool air from the car a/c was refreshing. After a twelve minutes drive, we reached her building.
On sounding the horn, the security guard at the gate came to her politely. She lowered the side window glass just enough for him to see half of her face. She gave him some money to buy a packet of bread from the nearby shop. He could not notice me as the car had dark window glasses. As soon as he moved, she told me to get out and rush to her fifth floor apartment taking the staircase instead of the lift. She joined me five minutes later. I smiled to know her ploy to avoid the attention of the security guard and the liftman about my presence.
We entered, locked the front door and she led me straight to her bedroom. To my query, she said she had sent her daughter to her father’s house about 20 KM away telling him she would be attending a party in the night at her friend’s place. She had also given leave to her maid-servant. I imagined I was going to have a wonderful night with this beauty all night and I was not wrong.
Sitting on her bed, we talked for sometime. Later, she unhesitatingly removed her jeans and shirt. The mere sight of her fair, beautiful, voluptuous and silky body in the sky-blue bras and panties made thousands of volts of electricity pass through my body. She knew what was going on in my mind. Adding fuel to my fire of passion, she took her jeans over my head to hang it on a hook purposely rubbing my face with her breasts. With her hips swaying, she went to the bath room. I heard the shower running and a tune of song she was humming.
Few minutes later, she came out with a big bath-towel wrapped around her body covering from her bosom up to the lower parts of her thighs. She had spread her hairs and I could find water still dripping from their ends. It was a magnificent sight of her semi-nude body to make any man hot. She came towards me taking short steps with her hips swaying in a tantalizing way and stood in front of me.
I got up and hugged her tightly with my mouth ramming into hers in a deep passionate kiss. I was afraid I nearly crushed her lips which turned to red soon. In the frantic way I handled her body all over, the towel got unwrapped and slid to the floor. Oh… it was the loveliest and attractive sight of her nude body I would ever like to remember. Her big, protruding breasts seemed inviting me challengingly. She stood with her legs crossed to cover her hairless pussy. She looked a marble statue of Venus.
I knew she had purposely created this scene. I admired looking at her nude body for a long time. I was getting hotter to eat her literally and her condition was not different. Yet, I felt a prick somewhere in my mind that though it was her desire to have sex with me but I was showing more lust now. I consoled my mind saying that even a saint would not be able to resist the burning temptation while watching this willing beauty in nude and I was, after all, a human-being. I hurriedly wiped her with the towel and holding each other we came to the bed.
I did not allow her to use any perfume. To her query, I said I would love to smell her natural body odor during lovemaking. I admired looking at her nude body lying on the bed for a long time. Then she got up and helped me undress. I don’t know what was going on in her mind while she curiously stared at my hot, erect cock for a minute.
I started by kissing and sucking her butter-soft body greedily. She reciprocated releasing soft erotic moans. We sucked each other’s lips hungrily. On my telling, she extended her tongue into my mouth which I sucked hard. Then, she did with mine also. I moved to her large breasts. It was a marvelous experience of sucking and squeezing her big, firm and protruding breasts.
She lay on the bed on her back. As I approached her, she pressed her boobs together with her hands and asked me to fuck her boobs first. I inserted my cock in between them and started making thrusts. She was enjoying it releasing soft erotic moans.
Later, I moved down to lick and suck her pussy. Suddenly she held my head and stopped me. When I looked at her enquiringly, she said her husband had told her that since the cock and pussy were dirty things, these should not be touched with mouth. The total ignorance of her husband in lovemaking shocked me. I remembered and wondered this had happened with two other ladies earlier whose husbands also felt strong repugnance to mouth their pussies. I thought it was essential for me first to educate her on sex and the art of lovemaking before we made love in an enjoyable manner.
So, I checked my boiling desires, took nearly twenty minutes teaching her about the art of sex like a master to a student. However, she confided and confessed that earlier she had engaged a young married maid-servant. Over the months, they had developed intimacy. The servant had wondered how a young lady could live without sex for months together. In fact, the servant encouraged her to be lesbians. Once when she stood nude to go for a bath, the maid-servant took her to bed and sucked her boobs and pussy. This gave her a lot of pleasures. A month later, she dismissed the servant as once she suggested to bringing her husband to fuck the lady for money.
The effect of the knowledge and wisdom I imparted gave a devastating effect on her. Suddenly, she spread her legs and thighs widely apart and asked me to go ahead and enjoy her pussy. I buried my face into her large cleanly-shaven pussy, madly licking and sucking and swallowing the warm, oily juice secreting profusely from it. I extended my tongue and licked her whole pussy the way one wipes the floor with a cloth. The more I licked the more juice her pussy produced. Though there are several erotic zones in a woman’s body, I knew sucking the clitoris and licking the inner walls of the vagina gave her maximum pleasure. So I did engage in that for a long time. She arched her body like a gymnast releasing wild moans while she thrust her pussy into my mouth very hard, holding my head sometimes hurting my face. I did not complain as I wanted to give all pleasures she longed for. She regretted her husband had not given her this unknown pleasure before.
After nearly twenty minutes of my sucking, she got up. Her eyes were now burning with lust and libido. Resting her head on my right thigh, she took my hot cock into her mouth and started sucking it softly at first and then hard. She sucked the cock keeping her eyes closed the way a hungry calf sucks the nipple on the udder of a cow. It was so hard sometimes her sucking produced soft whistling sounds. It was my turn to moan with pleasure. I asked her if she would like to swallow my milk. She eagerly told me to pump it into her mouth. Within next 3-4 minutes of her sucking, I climaxed and released a large quantity of warm thick milk into her mouth. She swallowed it eagerly while I gently fingered her long tresses. Her thirst did not seem quenched as she continued to suck for more. The new pleasure of sucking each others sex organs for the first time in her life reflected clearly on her face. Playfully, she bit at my cock lightly and said she wanted to eat it.
She sat on her knees on the bed, one hand bent at the back of her head and the other placed on her pussy with her breasts heaving. She looked at me imploringly as if she was pleading me to fuck her soon. If I had a camera, I would have loved to take a snap of her in that striking pose and look at her photo every day to admire her beautiful body and pose.
We rested for a few minutes for my penis to erect again. I had thought of continuing the foreplay with her for some more time and had in my mind of several postures for making love to her. But from her hungry looking eyes now burning with lust, I knew I have to give it to her immediately in a hard way. I saw her panting and her pussy throbbing a little, eager for the fucking. She pleaded she could not wait for long for the fucking. So, I made her lay on her back. I kept a pillow under her buttocks to raise it and kept her legs folded and thighs widely separated. Yeah, this position made her large pussy elevated and very much revealing.
Ohâ€¦ it was a very beautiful sight. Her pussy looked more drenched all over with the secretions. I licked and enjoyed her juice for a minute. Then I inserted my cock into her hole. As my penis penetrated her tunnel inch by inch, I found it a little puzzling. She had delivered a baby about 4 years ago. She had also told she didn’t have sex with any other man except her husband, that too after every six months. Yet, I could not feel her vagina having the expected tightness; rather, it was a little loose. I was hesitating if I should ask her. Then I decided to dispel my doubt by asking her: “Look, how come your pussy is a little loose instead of tight?”
Her reply came quickly: “Oh… it is because I used to masturbate frequently with a dildo”.
I did not enquire further with a view not to spoil the mood. Instead, I concentrated on shooting my cock inside her further. With a little pull and push, my cock went fully inside.
Initially, I fucked her softly, driving my cock in and out slowly. Then she wanted me to speed up and I did so with full force. In extreme pleasure, she locked my body with her legs tightly and bounced to give upward thrusts to match mine. She felt immersed in the ocean of sexual pleasure as she released wild shrills and moans out of sheer ecstasy. I took care to rub her clitoris with the upper surface of my cock, bending it in an elevated manner, each time my cock went inside and came out. She swayed her head sideways, closing her eyes, mouth widely open yelling in extreme pleasure as I ploughed her vagina with my cock.
It occurred to me she was not likely to climax soon as she was having sex after several months. So, I adopted my deep-breathing technique to control my mind and body. I wanted to find out who will attain orgasm first. The fucking went on and on for nearly twelve minutes. Suddenly she held up her buttock to the maximum height possible, her pussy muscles tightened my cock inside crushing it, made some involuntary movements with her body, moaning and yelling fiercely. I knew she was reaching climax. Soon, I let go my technique and within a few seconds I sprayed another load of my milk deep into her. I leaned on to her bosom, hugged her, pressing my mouth on hers but still keeping my cock inside her. The bulge of her large breasts gave a soft cushion to my chest. We rested like that for several minutes.
Slowly I took my cock out as she, still panting a little, opened her eyes reflecting fullest satisfaction. She got up and observed my cock curiously. There was some of my own milk and the oily juice of her pussy all over it. She took my penis into her mouth to the maximum length possible and began to run her tongue over it. She swallowed whatever fluid she could get. As an afterplay I shot my tongue into her vagina, rolled it inside rubbing and licking. That gave her a lot of pleasure. I asked her if it would cause any problem by pumping my milk inside her. She said there was nothing to worry about as she had got a contraceptive device, Copper-T, implanted inside her.
While we rested, I squeezed both her large breasts. Later I held one of her breasts tightly with one of my hands while I fiddled her clitoris with the other. It was unbelievable, within a few minutes of this play, she was turned on soon.
She got up from the bed and stood on the floor. I followed her. A desire came into my mind instantly. I told her we should dance in nude. She liked the idea. She switched on her music system and played some western music. We held one of our hands each together while we wrapped our other hands around each other’s body. Then we began to dance to the music. Though both of us were not expert dancers but we were enjoying it very much. While making dancing movements, she swayed her body rubbing my chest only with her long erect nipples. Simultaneously, we kissed too. Sometimes, she stood keeping her legs and thighs separated allowing my hot erect cock to rub on her entire pussy. These erotic touches were blazing my body making me mad with increased lust.
In fact, she was deriving some exotic or sadistic pleasures watching me becoming madder and madder. She was coming so close to my body pressing her boobs and pussy to my body. Yet, she quickly retreated as I was about to grab her to tightly hug.
This went on for nearly ten minutes. I became aware my equilibrium was being broken. Suddenly, I lurched forward and grabbed her body tightly. I moved her to the bed. Keeping her body facing the bed, I asked her to bend her body resting her hands on the edge of the bed. I went behind her and kept her legs and thighs widely separated. Now I could see her pussy. I placed the head of my cock on her hole. With the help of my hand, I guided it into her tunnel. It went inside inch by inch. Once full penetration was accomplished, I brought my hands around her body and cupped her big hanging boobs. Then I began to fuck her savagely in doggy style with brutal force and speed. “Aaaahhhhh…..” she began to moan violently. While I made forward thrusts with my cock, she kept her buttocks thrust backward to receive the onslaught of my cock. Then I tightened my grip on her boobs and began to squeeze them with more force the way one squeezes two big oranges at the same time to take out the juices. In utmost pleasures, she turned her head to look at the ceiling moaning fiercely.
After two minutes, I took out my cock from her pussy. I bent a little and divided her beautiful asses. I inserted my tongue and began to lick her anal hole. “Uuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiii…” she released a wild shrill of moan. “Jai…it is wonderful, simply marvelous…I am getting extreme pleasures while you lick my anus too” she screamed. I decided to give her maximum pleasures, so I continued with my licking her anal hole.
But after four minutes or so, she looked over her shoulder and asked me to fuck her pussy again. So, I drove my cock into her tunnel again and began to fuck her in the same doggy position. As the fucking gained momentum, it appeared I was fucking her so brutally as if I gathered strength from all parts of my body collectively concentrated on my cock. I went on fucking her like that with my hands back to squeeze her boobs. After another three minutes or so, she attained orgasm. There was no point in continuing the fucking. So, I released my deep-breathing technique and I too climaxed spraying my cum into her tunnel.
Both of us were totally exhausted after the violent lovemaking. We rested for sometime on the bed. Then I saw her move towards the refrigerator inside the bedroom. She took out two bottles of beer. Then she collected two glasses from the kitchen and brought them to me. Placing the bottles and glasses on a tea-table, she sat near me and said: “Let us relax a little and enjoy the drink”.
“But I do not consume any alcoholic drink” I said.
She said: “Oh…this is not an alcoholic drink. This is beer. It will be quite refreshing to you”.
She opened the bottles and filled two glasses. She gave one glass to me. Touching my glass with hers producing a click sound, she said: “Cheers for our wonderful lovemaking”. I found her taking consecutive gulps of the drink consuming nearly half of the glass in one breath. I too took one sip. I made a face as I felt the drink very sour. Honestly, I was taking any sort of alcoholic drink for the first time. She encouraged me to finish consuming half glass of the drink soon.
She caught my cock with her right hand. Bending forward, she kissed on its head. Then she lifted her glass with the left hand and took one sip. When I looked at her, she winked and said smilingly: “This adds taste and flavour to the drink. You too can try it”.
So, I too kissed her pussy and sipped the drink. It was an exciting experience alright.
She consumed nearly two glasses of beer by the time I completed one glass. As I was taking the drink for the first time, it began to hit me soon. My vision became unsteady and speech incoherent. I found the drink had slow effect on her. May be she was a regular to alcohol. By the time we finished up our respective bottles, both of us had the effect of the beer working on us.
Feeling sleepy, I lay flat on my back on the bed. I heard her muttering some gibberish and found her mounting on my body near my cock. I felt her guiding my cock into her pussy. With unsteady eyes, I found her bouncing and jumping on my body taking my cock in and out of her pussy tunnel. I caught her hanging boobs with my shaking hands and squeezed them. Within three minutes of fucking, she attained orgasm and fell on my body pressing her boobs hard on my chest. I made some upward thrusts with my cock and I too climaxed soon.
She continued to lay on my body like that. We did not know when we slipped into deep sleep. When I woke up, I saw her lying by my side. I suddenly reached for my wrist watch and found the time was twenty minutes to five. I woke her up too. The effect of beer had left both of us. She wanted to have one more round quickly before I left. So, we went over all that again.
It was time for me to say good-bye. We hugged tightly each other kissing. Then, she did something I never expected her to do. She gave me a packet which contained a thick wad of currency of big denomination. I could not suppress my temper and I flung it to the sofa and said I was not a gigolo or call-boy. Suddenly I saw her eyes moistened with emotions and she said she knew it but it was her great pleasure to gift me with something most valuable as I gave her the extreme sexual pleasure which she had never experienced before. As most of the things inside the house belonged to her husband, she wanted to give me cash. She requested me not to take it otherwise. Yet, it hurt me very much. I said “No, thanks”. After all, I am a man of self-respect and self-esteem. I made love to her more for her pleasures than my own though I enjoyed it too.