Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from hidden places when they change attires.
I always find the chance to touch teats and breasts of sleeping girls or women. I think always believe “sex is one kind of art”. So I want to share the real stories of those incidents of my life with yours. I assure you that every tale will give you a full satisfaction.
Dear readers, now I’m going to narrate a story from one of my bosom friends. I gave the description whole from his mouth, please enjoy from his own.
Dodhwali ki ladki by Alok Aggarwal
Dear Readers I am about to narrate an incident that took place when I was eighteen years old. I will give my introduction. My name is Sahebji not my given name but everyone calls me by this name. I am 6 feet tall, slim and women find me handsome, so I been told. I am a commercial artist by profession. Now let me continue with the story. After finishing my Intermediate degree at school on my father’s estate I took admission in a college in the nearby city much against the wishes of the family. You know my family did not believe in ‘over education. Having no place to stay in the city I looked for paying guest accommodation.
This concept was very new in those days and no one wanted to take a stranger into their house. With much difficulty I found a lady, about 50 years of age ready to let out a room to me. The room was a barsati on the first floor. The lady lived alone on the ground floor. Her children were all grown up and living separately or lived out of town. It was large airy room with plenty of light with an attached bathroom and a small kitchenette. The room was just ideal for a student. The price she wanted was quite steep but having nowhere else to go so I accepted. She had some problem with her knees and could not climb up to the first floor therefore I had to engage the woman who did her work to keep my rooms clean.
The deal was that along with the room she would also give me dinner. For other meals and extras I had to fend for myself. I was not a breakfast eater, lunch I ate in the college but had to make arrangement for my morning coffee, afternoon tea and the glass of milk which I loved to drink before going to bed. Most things I could procure from the market but not fresh milk. So I asked my landlady if some arrangement could be made with the person who supplied her with milk. She said no problem and introduced me to the ‘Gualin (Woman who supplies milk- milkmaid) who supplied her with milk.
Having settled the rate and quantity I required daily I told her that I would require the milk between 5.30 and 6 in the morning. She undertook to supply the required quantity at the desired time. Thus began my student life in the city. My college was not far away and the dinner I was served was rather good. Every morning the Gualin would knocked on my door at the right time and say in a loud voice ” Saab dhood lelo (Sir, collect your milk)” and I would get up and open the door and she would measure out the required quantity.
This routine went on for a couple of months then one morning instead of the harsh voice of the Gualin I heard a sweet musical voice say ” Saab dhood lelo” . I got up and opened the door and saw a beautiful 14-year- old girl wearing a loose blouse and a lahenga standing there with a big grin on her face. She repeated ” Saab doodh lelo” . I invited her in and showed her where to put the milk. I asked her as to who she was? She said “Saab mera naam Bela hai. Main Gualin ki beti hoon. Amma dooseri pheri per gayi hai aur aage se mainhee aapko doodh doongi. (Sir, my name is Bela and I am the daughter of the gualin. Mother has gone on a different round and in future I will be supplying you with the milk)”.
I told her my name is Sahebji and I will be happy to take milk from her. Bela was a beautiful girl with a ready smile about 5 feet tall with large tits a little too large for her slim body. There after she started bringing the milk every morning. Each time I saw her I got a hard on and started thinking of ways and means of getting her into bed and my lund in her virgin choot. One morning I got up with a start hearing loud banging on the door. I quickly opened the door and found Bela standing there. “Main aap ko bees minute se jagane ki koshish kar rahi hoon (I am trying to wake you for the last twenty minutes)”.
I apologized and told her that I had studied till late and therefore overslept. Its all right I was only worried that you may be sick or something she replied. I had an idea. I told her, as I have to study late in the night and if I left the door unlocked then would she come in on her own and make coffee for me. This way I could sleep a little longer. I would be very happy to do it but I dont know how to make coffee she replied. I showed her how to make coffee and invited her to join me. She had never had coffee before and found it a little bitter. I added some more sugar in her cup and she enjoyed the first cup of coffee of her young life. From the next day she came in and made the coffee and woke me by calling my name softly.
Most of the days I was already awake when she came but I pretended to be asleep and watched her move around with half closed eyes and enjoyed the scene of her tits bouncing up and down. When she woke me up I wanted to pull her down on the bed and ravish her virgin choot. I resisted the temptation waiting for not once but daily pleasures. We used to sit next to each other on the bed and drink our coffee and talked about various things. I found out that she lived with her parents and two younger brothers. Her daily routine was that after delivering milk to me she would tend to the cows and buffaloes and there after go to school.
In the afternoon she did her schoolwork and helped her mother in the household. One day I decided that it was time to take the first step towards fucking her. When she came the next morning I jumped out of bed and caught hold of her and kissed her and started to dance round the room with her with one hand on her ample breast pressing it. In this process I pushed her on the bed with me on the top but did not release my hold of her tit. Surprised she asked ” Sahebji aapko kya ho gaya hai? (Sahebji what has happened to you?)”. She had not yet realized that I was kneading her tit. “Main bahut khush hoon mere imtehaan bahut achhe huye hain (I am very happy as my exams have gone well)”.
Suddenly she felt my hand on her tits and caught hold of my hand and said “Yeh aap kya kar rahe hain? (What are you doing?)”. “Main dekh raha hoon ki yeh asli hain ya nakli (I am checking whether they are real)”. In a miffed tone she said ” Asli hain (They are real)”. ” Ho nahin sakta teri umer main itne barre mamme(Cant be possible such large tits at your age)” and pushed my hands inside her blouse. ” Kya tu mujhe inhi doodhooyon ka doodh roj mujhe deti hai? (Do you give the milk of these breasts daily to drink?)” I asked. ” Nahin aap kaissi baat karte hain main tau aapko bhains ka doodh la kar deti hoon (No what are you saying I bring buffalo milk for you)” she replied.
I had by now pushed her blouse above her breasts and laid them naked to my sight. ” Tu theek keh rahi thi hain tau asli (What you said was right they are real)” I observed. In the mean time she was making efforts to pull her blouse down. ” Zara tere doodhooyon ka doodh peeke tau dekhoon (Let me taste the milk of your breasts)” I said. ” Nahin nahin (No no)” she protested. Ignoring her protest I took one of her nipples in my mouth and started to suck it and kept a close watch on her reaction. She started to moan with pleasure her protests became weaker and then stopped.
Her eyes were tightly shut. She was clenching and unclenching her fist. Her breath was coming in short gasps. Her legs parted with her back arched upwards till she lay back exhausted with a loud sigh. Bela had had an orgasm. ” Jaan kaisa laga? (Darling how was it?)”I asked. She blushed and said she liked it. I told her to get up and make some coffee. We drank our coffee and said good bye for the day by kissing each other tenderly. As she was leaving the room I pulled her back and pressed her tits and said ” Such main bahut pyaare hain (They are really very sweet)”. She smiled and left.
The first part of my game plan had been successful. For the next few days we kissed and I fondled her tits and sucked them without any resistance from her. It was my practice to seat her in my lap when kissing and fondling her tits. One morning she said “Sahebji mere choottar main kuch chubh raha hai (Something is pricking me in my bottoms)”. ” Oh yeh, yeh tau mera laura hai (Oh this, this is my cock)” I said and opened my pajamas and displayed my erect cock. My cock with the foreskin withdrawn and its red head glowing and oozing pre-cum was a glorious sight to watch. She looked at it with awe and turned red and said “Yeh tau bahut barra hai (It is very big)”. “Haath main le kar dekh (Take it your hand)” I recommended. “Nahin nahin (No no)” she said. ” Phikar mat kar yeh kaatega nahin (Dont worry it will not bite)” I told her.
Hesitatingly she took my cock in her hand and I made her pull the foreskin up and down. For the first day so much was enough. I then kissed her tits and sucked them till she had spent and let her go. For a few days I remained with breast sucking and she played with my cock. One morning she woke me up by catching my cock and shaking it. The time for the next step in her seduction had come. While sucking her breasts I put my hand on her choot from outside her lahenga. She immediately pressed her thighs together and caught my hand and said ” Sahebji wahan nahin (Not there)”. I asked her ” Kyon? (Why?)”. “Aap kuch karoge (You will do something)”. I said ” Kya? (What?)”.
She was looking intently at my erect cock and said ” Aap isse meri choot main dal kar mujhe chodo ge (You will put this in my cunt and fuck me)”. ” Tujhe maloom hai chudai kya hoti hai? (You know what is fucking?)”I questioned. She nodded and said ” Maine kayi bar abbu ko amma ko chodte dekha hai (I have seen my father fucking my mother several times)” she replied. ” Toone mera lund dekha hai aur usse chooa hai iss liye main teri choot dekhna aur choona chahata hoon. Phir hum dono barabar ho jayenge (You have seen and touched my cock. I also want to touch and see your choot. We will then be both equal)”I replied. “Chodo ge tau nahin? (You wont fuck me?)” She wanted to know.
I said ” Bela jaan dil tau bahut karta hai ki main tujhe chodoon lakin jab tak tu haan nahin karegi tab tak main tujhe nahin chodoonga (Bela darling I want to fuck you but till you say yes I will not fuck you)”. Satisfied with my promise she let me raise her lahenga and look at her virgin cunt. Oh it was beautiful. There was a slight growth of hair on it and the lips were pressed together with the clit barely peeping out. I told her that her choot was a beauty and bent her legs forward and saw the small entrance of ultimate pleasure for which my cock had been drooling for weeks. I took the clit between my thumb and forefinger and pressed it. She took a sharp breath and opened her legs.
I put my mouth to her clit and started sucking it. After a few moments she started to breathe heavily and moaning with pleasure. I licked her cunt and sucked her lump of joy till she came three times. Thereafter we had our usual cup of coffee and she left. This went on for some days. While sucking her cunt, I always positioned myself in such a manner that she could see my cock and fondle it. One morning while I was sucking her cunt my cock was very near to her mouth she kissed it and finding an opportunity I stuck it in her mouth. Urged by nature, some persuasion and the good feeling in her cunt she started to suck it. It was not long before I shot my load into her mouth.
She lay in such a position that she was compelled to swallow my-cum. She complained about it afterwards. I told her that when I suck and lick you cunt you let out your love juices and I drank them similarly when you sucked my cock I let out my love juice and you drank it. We are now equal. After that day we regularly 69ed and enjoyed ourselves immensely. Many a morning she woke me by sucking my cock. We were having a great time but she always said no for fucking. Somehow I was also not very keen because she had yet to have her periods and was afraid of harming her.
One morning I heard a harsh voice saying “Saab doodh lelo” and saw the Gualin standing outside my door. I saw the time it was nearly 7.30 I got angry and scolded her for being so late. She said she had just finished her regular round and had immediately brought my milk. I told her I did not care and if she were late again I will make other arrangements. I did not inquire about Bela to avoid any suspicion. Next day she brought the milk half an hour earlier. I was again angry and told her why the girl can’t continue to bring milk as I happy with her service. She said Bela is not well and it is a matter of few days before Bela can resume till such time I should bear with her.
Reluctantly I agreed, knowing that Bela would soon be back, and said only for a few days mind you. She thanked me profusely and left. After five more days when I woke up I found my lund in Belas mouth. I grabbed her threw her down on the bed and asked her where she had been last week. She said she was not well. I told her that much I know but what had happened. She was reluctant to tell me but on insisting she said “Main aurat ban gayee hoon (I have become a woman)”. Not understanding her meaning “Tu aurat tau paheli thi. Tere paas mamme hain aur choot bhi (You were a woman already. You have tits as well as a cunt)”.
” Nahin mera matlab hai ki main jawan ho gai hoon (No what I mean is that I have matured)”. The penny dropped and I asked ” Teri mahawari shuru ho gayi hai? (You had your periods?)”. She nodded. I decided there and then that I would fuck her that morning. I asked her to undress and get into bed. I started sucking her cunt but made sure that she did not have her orgasm. When she was near it I stopped and after a while started again. This I did three or four times. When she desperately wanted to release her cuntal juices I told her ” Bela jaan aaj main tujhe chodoonga (Bela darling I will fuck you today)” and spread her legs and placed my cock on the entrance of her virgin choot.
She protested feebly but her heart was not in it. She said ” Dhiree dhiree karna (Do it slowly)”. I pressed my cock into her choot. When the head of cock entered her, tears welled up in her eyes and she said ” Ooww”. Her cunt was very small and I knew that further insertion would pain her a lot. Not wanting her to scream loudly I picked up a pencil from the table and told her to bite on it if the pain is too much. She took the pencil between her teeth and nodded. I had been working towards this moment for months and I had not cum for several days, I had only one desire in my mind that is to shove my cock in her tight cunt and fuck her hard and fast and release my load.
Another factor was she was my first virgin. With one hard stroke my lund pushed through her vaginal barrier, tearing it and was buried to the hilt in her. Due to the pain she bit so hard on the pencil that it broke. Paying no heed to her pain I fucked her with short hard strokes till I deposited my load in her now no longer virgin choot and lay panting on her. My lund started to loose its hardness. I did not withdraw it and kept on moving it in and out till it was rigid again. Now I was cooler I started fucking her with slow and long strokes. Her choot was tight like a vice and that was my undoing. Even in the second fuck I could not last long and squirted my seed in her before she could experience any real pleasure.
As it was getting late I suggested that she go home and washed the telltale signs of her first fuck. As she was leaving I asked her “Jaan paheli chudai kaissi lagi? (Darling how did you like your first fuck?)”. With tears in her eyes she said “Sahebji bahut dard hui (Sahebji it pained a lot)”. “Thora sa bhi mazaa nahin aaya? (You did not feel any pleasure?)” I asked again. “Nahin nahin (No no)” she said and ran out of the room. That night as I lay in bed I went over the mornings events. I came to the conclusion that I had been very selfish and had paid no heed to Belas needs. The first fuck of a virgin should be such that she cherishes its memory all her life but in this case Bela would like to forget it as soon as possible.
I promised myself that in future I would never repeat this mistake. I also decided to make amends in the morning. Thinking about the injustice etc. to Bela I fell asleep. In the morning when Bela woke me I felt she was quite reserved in her manner. I caught her and threw her on the bed and got between her legs. She started sobbing saying she did not want to be hurt again. I let her cry and worked my lund up and down between her cunt lips with occasional pressure on her clit. As soon as I felt her wetness I entered her slowly. She said a loud ‘Oww as my cock rubbed against the torn edges of her hymen. I started to fuck her with long slow strokes. She was lying with her eyes wide open staring at me and softly groaning with pain. I kept moving my cock slowly in and out. After some time her eyes closed and her ohs turned into ahs and her hips started moving in rhythm with my movement.
Then with a long sigh she let out her juices but I continued my slow in and out movements. She came again and again. When I felt my seed rising she had already come three times and was ready to come again. My strokes became faster and harder but her hips continued to keep perfect rhythm with my in and out movement. When I squirted my seed in her she with a loud ‘aahh and also released her juices. Without withdrawing my lund from her fuck sheath I lay panting on her palpitating breasts but still moving my now half erect cock in her cunt till it became hard again. I again started the fucking motion.
Bela was steeped in lust and kept moaning and sighing with pleasure. Second round, which took much longer, I fucked her in the same manner as earlier and till I came she had come at least five times. Withdrawing my cock from her heavenly choot we dressed as it was getting late and asked her, as she was about to leave “Bela jaan aaj ki chudai main mazaa aaya? (Bela darling did you enjoy todays fucking?” “Oh Sahebji itna mazaa zindagi main pahele kabhi nahin aaya (Oh Sahebji I have never felt such pleasure before in my life)”. “Sahebji aap jab chahain, jitna chahain aur jaise chahain mujhe chod sakte hain main aap ko kabhi manna nahin karoongi (Sahebji you can fuck me when you want, as much as you want and in the manner you want I will never say no)” she added and with big grin of satisfaction left.
There after we fucked regularly on her ‘safe days and 69ed in her vulnerable time. We in the manner of speaking settled down to quiet matrimony. Our love games went on for several months till the day my final exams were over and the results were awaited in few days time. I told Bela that in a few days the long vacations will start and I have to go home. She immediately started crying and saying we will never see each other again. I told her there was no cause to cry as I will be back in two months time and we will again be together. I have already spoken to the landlady to keep the room for me and she had promised to do so but Bela was not to be consoled she kept saying we would never see each other again and I will lose you forever.
In those few days we fucked like mad and on the morning of my departure we fucked so hard that her periods started. Dear Readers it is strange that in all these months I was fucking Bela I did not even once think about fucking her in the ass hole. I did finger fuck her ass hole several times when she was riding me and in spite of her enjoying the sensation my finger produced I never did feel inclined to fuck her in the back hole. Strange isnt it?
I did come back after two months but found the room occupied by a married couple. My landlady apologized and said the couple had come with recommendation of a very close relative and she could not refuse. Anyway she had made arrangement for me to stay at a friends house and gave me the address. Well, Dear Readers there is nothing more to say except affirming that Belas premonition was right as we never did see each other again and registering my disappointment at losing such a wonderful and sweet lover as Bela.
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