Dear Friends, Today with a great pleasure let me take you through a unique experience I had recently. I want to share this experience with you with the sole intention of entertaining you. My efforts in describing this incident to you are aimed at providing first class entertainment. I sincerely hope that you all will enjoy what I’m going to share with you here.
Having said that let me please introduce myself to you all. I’m Sanju, 22-years old dude from Bangalore. I’m studying in one of the best engineering colleges of Bangalore. I’m a good looking guy with fair-skin, broad shoulders and cleanly shaven face. I like to wear jeans and t-shirts. I’ve a black Karizma bike on which I like to zip around on the busy roads of Bangalore.
Although God has endowed me with good looks and intelligence, sadly I don’t have any girl-friend and because of this my friends at college always tease me. I talk intelligently with flawless English. I come across as a very confident guy with squeaky clean looks, and perhaps this is why girls don’t like me. They want someone who’s slightly inferior to them and so that they can dominate him.
Perhaps girls are wrong. They have not been able to judge me properly for who I am. They don’t know that I have a great respect for girls, I am a person with a golden heart and whoever becomes my girl-friend will know how much care, warmth and affection I tend to give out to those who happen to be my dear and near ones.
All those who live in Bangalore, will agree with me when I say that Bangalore is a real romantic place full of young beautiful girls who love to dress in the latest trendy fashion wears. The girls like the guys’ companies. They are really broad-minded and love to be taken around on the bikes by their boy-friends.
My heart goes out to all those lonely girls when I see them going somewhere on foot on these busy roads of Bangalore. I feel like offering them lift on my Karizma, but strangely lack the courage to do so. I feel jealous of those young girls who while walking, are busy talking to their boy-friends on their cell-phones. It breaks my heart to see that almost all the guys and girls in Bangalore have a soul-mate with whom they share lots of things and have fun along the way, except me.
On fine day having had enough of this solitude, I decided to bring an end to my agony. I realized I was unable to woo any girl from my age-group. So why not try someone slightly elder and preferably married whose husband doesn’t give a damn about her? Now the question that confronted me was where was I to find this type of a lady? I decided to go to various shopping malls and be on a look-out for some young and not so satisfied married lady.
One fine afternoon, having got bored of loneliness I was taking a stroll on M.G.Road. I was walking towards Cubbon Park. When I reached Spencer’s, I saw a couple coming towards me from the opposite direction. The guy was slightly tall. He was wearing a white colour loose t-shirt over black jeans.
And the lady in tow with him was the stunner. I found it difficult to take my eyes off her while they walked in my direction. She was wearing a pink t-shirt, white one fourth white cargo cotton pants and from her waist dark goggles dangled. She was wearing running shoes and she looked perfectly dressed. Her t-shirt was hugging her big boobs tightly but was doing a poor job of concealing them properly as her cleavage was visible. But she seemed unmindful of it and continued walking briskly in my direction.
We walked past each other and I almost bumped into her heavy boobs. Had that tall guy not been with her, surely I would have walked straight into her boobs pretending to be talking on phone and looking elsewhere. She was not a tall lady. She reached her companion’s shoulders. But she was plump and fleshy. She was not one of those size zero type females. As soon as we walked past each other, I turned around and was shocked to see the cargo pants that she was wearing were semi-transparent and I was clearly able to see her V-shaped panty outlined firmly against her sublime and perfectly rounded buttocks.
I turned around and decided to follow them. I wanted to see as much of that sexy ass as possible. That guy seemed least interested in that perfect piece of ass as he was maintaining a distance while walking with her. Had I been in his place, I would be caressing her ass while walking alongside her. God also gives such wonderful beauties to those who least care to appreciate them. They went into Spencer’s. I too followed them into Spencer’s.
It’s a swanky departmental store on the busy M.G.Road where almost everything under one roof is available. They got busy picking items they needed and depositing them in their shopping baskets while I didn’t take my eyes off this lady’s well-sculpted ass for a second even. The shopping went on for half-an-hour. It was afternoon; therefore there was no queue at the billing counter.
After making the payment they came out on the road, I too followed them out. By now the lady with the semi-transparent cargo pants had noticed me. She had realized that I was following them and seeing her dressed as sexily as that I had developed the hots for her. They had shopped almost for the entire month as they were carrying four large shopping bags.
I saw them getting inside a maroon Santro car parked at a few feet of distance from Spencer’s. I didn’t want to lose them. I wanted to see where they stayed. My Karizma was parked somewhere on Church’s Street. If I went to retrieve my Karizma, I was sure of losing them. So I quickly thought on my feet and stopped an unoccupied auto-rickshaw going past me.
I hopped into the auto-rickshaw and told the driver to follow that maroon Santro. He turned around to turn the meter on and gave me a suspicious look. I smiled at him and said, ‘Don’t worry. I’m a private detective. My client has asked me to keep an eye on that guy. That’s why I’m following this Santro. Would you like to see my id card?’‘No, no, sir. It’s ok.’ He replied and started his auto-rickshaw at once.
I felt relieved and began to look ahead on the road from with my eyes firmly glued to the maroon Santro. The Santro was headed towards Ulsoor and I heaved a sigh of relief when it entered Indira Nagar and after driving through a maze of few crosses and mains, it finally came to a halt outside the iron gates of a modern-looking one storied bungalow.
Seeing the pulled up car, the auto-driver using his common sense had stopped his auto-rickshaw behind a gigantic tree from where the couple couldn’t see us. I alighted from the auto-rickshaw and paid him something extra apart from the meter amount as he had done a splendid job of tailing the car without losing sight of it.
I stood and looked around. By now the lady had alighted from the car and was opening the gates. Luckily right opposite their house, there was a bakery. I decided to go to bakery and have a cold-drink while surveying the area and the house of this lovely lady. The Santro car disappeared into the gates and they got closed firmly behind as I reached the bakery.
I asked for a mini Thumbs Up and a vegetable puff. There were no customers at the bakery apart from me. The care-taker too was dozing off lazily at the counter. Reluctantly he got up on his feet to open the refrigerator to reach for Thums Up and put a vegetable puff in the oven. After warming the puff for a few minutes, he brought it out from the oven, sliced it in two, placed it on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I thanked him and turned around.
I saw the bungalow from top to bottom. The area was undoubtedly posh. Inside the courtyard, by the iron gates a staircase went up to the first floor. The gates were closed. I couldn’t see inside the courtyard. On the first floor there were two closed windows. If those windows came open, they looked down at the bakery. I took my time finishing Thums Up and the puff while keeping an eye on the windows on the first floor.
After some time, one of the windows opened and that sweet lady’s face appeared. She was really a cute lady with round and innocent looking face. She had shoulder length wavy hair. She saw me and to my surprise gave me a smile. I couldn’t believe it. I gathered myself and smiled back at her. As soon as I smiled, she disappeared into the background without closing the window.
I asked for another bottle of mini Thums Up and stood there without moving an inch. After two-three minutes, she came back with a piece of paper in her hand. She showed it to me, wrapped it carefully around a small stone and threw it in my direction. My heart skipped a beat. I turned around to see what the care-taker of that bakery was doing. He was dozing off without a care in the world. I heaved a sigh of relief.
The stone had landed at my feet. I bent down to pick it up. I un-wrapped the piece of paper while pocketing the lucky stone. My heart nearly stopped when I saw what was written in a neat handwriting across that piece of paper. It read, “Call me tomorrow after six p.m. on this number XXX
I looked up at the window. It was closed and she was gone. Was it a dream? No. it was a reality. Next day exactly at six p.m. I called up on the number thrown at my feet literally from the sky. The phone rang but no reply. I didn’t give up, tried again with the same result. I felt slightly disappointed and decided to give it a try after five minutes. Was the lady playing? Was it a prank? I wished what I was thinking was untrue. After five minutes, I tried again and this time in the third ring, the call got answered with a sweet hello said in a female voice.
My heart nearly stopped.
‘Hi this is……… this is me. You gave me this number yesterday. Remember?’ I blurted out nervously.
‘Oh yeah, your name please….’ Came back the reply.
‘Oh, it’s Sanju. And you?’ I asked still feeling nervous.
‘Hi Sanju, it’s Pinkie here. Glad to meet you. See we can’t talk for a long time. Can you meet me at Spencer’s tomorrow at six pm?’ She whispered softly. What a sexy voice she had!
‘Sure, why not?’ I said.
‘See you at Spencer’s then. Bye.’ And the phone line went dead.
I felt right on top of the world. She knew what she was doing. She had planned it all. She had sounded very confident.
Next day I put on my best blue jeans and pink t-shirt. I perfectly gelled my hair and reached Spencer’s at sharp six p.m. I found her at the liquor shop in Spencer’s which was less crowded. She saw me coming in her direction and smiled at me. She had on black t-shirt and blue jeans. The jeans hugged her meaty thighs and big buttocks perfectly. The words on her t-shirt emblazoned across her gigantic boobies read, “For you always.”
What a beauty she was! As soon as I reached her, she said, “Sanju, let’s not talk in here. Let’s go out to my parked car. We’ll sit in the car and talk, right? Follow me.’ Wow! She was a leader who liked to take charge. I loved it.
She started walking out of Spencer’s without waiting for my reply. I followed her out of Spencer’s. I noticed she had no shopping bags on her which meant just to see me she came out all the way. We reached her car. She opened the door and got into the driver’s seat. After settling herself, she opened the door to the back seat for me. That disappointed me somewhat as
I was looking forward to kissing her if she allowed me to sit in the front-seat alongside her. I sat down, closed the door. She put the light on and turned around saying, “Sanju, my husband is going to Mumbai on some project tonight. What are you doing tomorrow morning?’ Wow! Directly to the point, what a fast-paced lady! ‘Pinkie, I’m free for you any time. Tell me what you want me to do.’ I said.
She gave me a surprised look and asked, ‘Why were you following me the other day?’‘You looked real hot in those cargo pants. I got curious to know where you lived and all that.’ I replied.‘Good, how old are you?’ She asked.‘ I’m 22. Why?’‘Studying in a college, right? Don’t you have a girl-friend?’ She probed.‘No, I don’t have a girl-friend. Is this interview necessary?’ I asked somewhat irritated.‘Listen, I’m 32, ten years senior to you in age. Married. Do you still find me attractive?’
‘Yes, I do. Age is just a number. Age is also just a mind over matter. If you don’t mind, I don’t age.’ I said philosophically.’ Wow! You’re so smart, then why no girl friend? You know how to flatter and girls would die for you.’ She inquired.‘Pinkie, girls from my age-group don’t like me and don’t feel comfortable with me as I don’t act my age. I tend to speak lots of intelligent things and they feel out of place in my company.’ I explained.
‘Are you a virgin?’ She asked point-black looking into my eyes.‘Yes, I’m still a virgin.’ I replied.‘Ok, then, I must go to pick up my husband from his office and drop him to the air-port. See you at my place tomorrow at eight a.m. and it will be good if you can make it early, say seven a.m.’ She decided who the boss was.I didn’t mind and promised to meet her at her place at seven.
She said, ‘Before we go, one last thing.’
‘What’s that?’
‘Shave yourself down there before coming as I don’t like hair. I like it silky smooth.’
She started the engine and drove away leaving me stunned and speechless. What a lady!
I couldn’t sleep the whole night. I was restless and all through the night I tossed and turned in the bed waiting for the six o’clock alarm to go off. The lady had seemed full of promises. She was amazingly bold and confident. I was looking forward to seeing how she turned out in bed.
I reached her place at sharp seven a.m. and rang the doorbell. She opened the door and stepped aside to let me in to her drawing room. She had on a black cotton night-gown with front buttons. It suited her fair-skin perfectly well. She gave me a cute smile and said, ‘Welcome, you’re on time. I like it.’ While motioning me to sit down on the sofa.
I dropped myself onto the sofa and began to admire her well-furnished drawing room. She went into the kitchen and returned with a cold glass of water in the tray. I began to feel uncomfortable at such hospitality. I said nervously, ‘Pinkie, please don’t embarrass me. It’s ok, you don’t have to do all this to me.’
‘You just sit back and relax as you’re going to be in for a memorable experience. Ok?’ She reassured me and disappeared in to the kitchen only to return with vegetable sandwiches and two glasses of water melon juice.
She handed over the tray to me and pulled a table lying in a corner and placed it in front of me. I kept the tray on the table and looked at her. She understood what I meant and said, ‘Yes, I’ll join you. We’ll have breakfast together.’She sat beside me and I got transported to some other land and her body gave a very pleasant odor. I didn’t know which perfume she was wearing. But surely she had a real expensive taste.
We ate breakfast in silence. I was nervous and my heart was beating very fast. She could make out. She was very intelligent. She placed her right hand on my heart and said, ‘Don’t worry. I’m not a vampire. I haven’t invited you over because I’ll suck your blood and kill you. Trust me. Relax as we’re going to be in for wonderful times.’
After finishing the breakfast, she held my face in her hands and kissed me softly on my right cheek. I began to blush. She asked, ‘Am I not looking pretty? Would you like to say something about my looks?’ You’re looking as gorgeous as a Miss Universe would look. I can’t believe that you’re 32. You’re perfect. I couldn’t sleep the whole night imagining what you’d be like in bed.’ I blurted out.‘Good, you know how to speak. I won’t have to coach you or train you from starting.’ She said and laughed showing her sparkling white teeth.
‘Thank you.’ I said. She stood up and asked me to follow her into the bed-room where all the action was about to begin. I followed her staring at her swaying hips. I couldn’t make out the outline of her panties and the thought of she not wearing anything underneath her black gown gave me a huge hard-on.
She opened the bed-room door, stood aside and asked me to step in first. There was some pleasant smell in the air. I gingerly stepped inside and was shocked at what I saw. In the middle of the room lay a double-bed fully decorated with roses. The path of some six steps from the door to this double-bed was too strewn with rose-petals. Beside the bed lay a big bowel filled with water in which jasmine, tulips and rose- buds and rose petals were floating. In the middle of the double bed there was a heart made up of flower. The whole arrangement looked very cute and touched my heart. I turned around to see her smiling at me.
‘What’s all this? I can’t believe. Why did you take so much of trouble?’ I asked.‘You’re a virgin. Today you’ll lose your virginity to me, right? I want you to remember it forever. This is why I am making you feel so special. How lucky I’m that you’ve chosen me for losing your virginity. Don’t worry. You’ve made the right decision. I won’t disappoint you.’ She explained.
I was deeply touched by all this. I held her hand and said, ‘Pinkie, I can’t thank enough for whatever you’re doing to me. Come, let’s walk the path together.’ We reached the bed. She asked me to sit down. When I sat down, she gave me a glass of milk which was lying beside the bowel containing various flowers and said,‘Drink it. You need it. It’s laced with saffron. Saffron will give you strength for what you’re going to do now.’
I drank the milk. She stood waiting for me to hand her over the empty glass. It was becoming unbearable. I wanted to have her as soon as possible. She took the empty glass from me and kept it on the table. I grabbed her by waist as soon as she kept the glass and planted a kiss on her lips. I began to bite her lips and when our tongues met, it was altogether a different experience transporting my whole-being to the world hitherto unknown to me up till that moment.
She let out a moan when I pressed her boobs. She wore no bra. I unbuttoned her black gown and her boobies sprang out. My eyes popped out to see the size and the erect dark nipples. The boobs were roughly the size of a mango and the icing on the cake was her nipples. They were of purple color complimenting her milky white boobs perfectly. They stood erect as I went on to crush her boobies under my palms making her go, ‘ooohhhh, aahhhhhh’.
I was sitting on the bed and she was standing. I reached for a rose bud and placed it between her bosoms and began to press her boobs softly. They were soft as dough. The whole experience was making me go crazy. She removed my t-shirt and unbuttoned my jeans. I stood up to step out of my jeans. Now I was in my underpants and my cock was standing erect underneath them.
I lifted and laid her on bed. Slowly I opened all the buttons of her black gown. When I saw her tummy, I went wild with excitement as such a flat tummy I had never seen in countless porn films I had enjoyed over these years. I began to kiss all over her deep belly-button. Her tummy was so soft and cushiony. It’s next to impossible to describe the softness of her tummy in words.
I put my hands in the bowel containing flowers and came up with the fistful of rose petals and strewed them all over her tummy. I took special care to cover her deep belly button with a rose petal. She was enjoying all this attention being paid to her body by a 22 years old guy. She gave out delicate moans while letting me do as I pleased. She was turning out to be a perfect bed partner.
Now the time came for me to explore the part of her body for which every human being craves deeply. Her pussy was perfectly shaven and the pink colour of her pussy was driving me wild with ecstasy. I kissed her pussy and she trapped me between her thighs. I parted her thighs gently and spread her legs. What a pussy she had! Her pussy lips were swollen and the juice was oozing out. I inserted my forefinger and the moment my finger touched her pussy, she went, ‘Oooooh!’
I began to enjoy fingering her wet pussy. Her eyes were closed and she had completely loosened her body. I rubbed my wet finger against her nipples and sucked her nipples. She got terribly excited. She pulled my hair and shouted, ‘Sanju, go down and eat my pussy. I know you want to do it. Stop teasing me.’
I stopped sucking her nipples, went down and kissed her belly-button. I lifted her from her buttocks and turned her around. Now she was lying on her stomach and perfectly rounded and sublime ass was facing me. This was the ass that had driven me crazy and made me chase her all the way from M.G.Road to her residence. I began to bite and kiss her ass simultaneously. Her moans grew louder now.
I turned her around once again. Now she was lying on her back. Her dripping wet pussy was looking all the more tempting. I went down and sniffed it. The aromatic pussy turned me on madly. She enveloped my face between her meaty thighs. I began to lick her clitoris. She started sighing and moaning loudly, “Yes, right… yes, eat me. You’re doing it perfectly. This is exactly where I want you to eat me. Go ahead. Go ahead. Don’t stop it you’re perfect. Yes yes yes…….aaaaahhh.’
I felt happy that I was able to give this experienced lady so much of pleasure. I removed my underpants and put my throbbing seven inches cock above her lips. She held my cock in her hands, kissed it and began to shake it gently. I too was shaven. She began to run her tongue all over my shaven pubic area. She was awesome. I couldn’t control myself and begged her to let me put her dick inside her wet pussy.
She spread her legs and then spread her pussy lips wide to let my hard dick slip inside her. I placed my cock at her clitoris and rubbed my dick against her clit before finally shoving it up her love hole. The moment I went inside her, she let out a scream, “Sanju, how big you’re! My tight pussy will explode. Tear apart my pussy. Fuck me hard. I want you badly.’
I began to fuck her with my hard dick rhythmically. Up and down. Up and down. Her wet pussy and my hard cock began to celebrate the dance of love. After a while her pussy became very wet and every time I shoved my dick deep inside her, it gave out a sound puchuk, puchuk, puchuk. It was awesome. It was great losing my virginity to such a wonderful and understanding bed-partner. I think we went on fucking wildly for over half an hour before I came inside her and collapsed beside her in bed sweating and panting royally. I hope you all enjoyed my unique experience. Do write in to me with your comments.
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