Rich Milf Need A Dick Part 1

31st night in a row, that she would have to sleep in her bedroom alone ( shed been counting). She carved for someone she could make love to, get wild, feel something inside, feel wanted.

Divya was a 32-year-old mom. Shed been married for 4 years to Harsh, a very rich and successful businessman. The nature of his job required him to visit foreign countries and different places in India most of the time. Even in the days when he would come back home, he was too exhausted to make love. Divya had tried to make things interesting spice up their sex life , but he just looked uninterested. Even on the days, they did make love Harsh would cum within a few minutes leaving Divya horny and very very unsatisfied. Divya loved the money and the wealth she was getting, in fact it was the most important reason for her marriage with Harsh , she liked to pamper herself buy the most expensive clothes, jewellery ride in expensive cars she loved all of it , but her sex life was in shambles and she was getting irritated, and why wont she, in her early days she was one of the hottest girls in her college in Delhi . With her 5.10 height fair complexion brown eyes, big but a firm pair of boobs which she loved to flaunt and an ass which made every girl jealous she was one of the most sought after girl in college and any guy who even wanted to talk to her had to wealthy rich and actor like good looking.

Divya had been thinking about the time when guys would do anything to be with her all the hot guys shed dated all the fun she had the times shed had sex in luxury cars. Did she still have it in her, would guys still die to get a piece of her. She got up in her nightdress and stood in front of the big mirror. The pink robe sticking to her body her curves clearly visible she removed her nightdress and stood naked in front of the mirror. She touched her breast and pressed her nipples , she was getting wet down below. She looked just as hot as she did in college. She turned around and looked at her firm ass. She loved herself, she knew she was one of a kind. Harsh wouldnt be back for another week and she was having some naughty ideas she didnt want to let her body go to waste. She wanted someone to make her feel special she wanted to feel the attention she wanted to be used.

Divyas phone started ringing and it was harsh calling her, he informed that he wont be home for another week, Divyas face lit up, she bit her lower lip and couldnt help grin. She said ‘ aww honey, I miss you so much, but dont worry about me baby just concentrate on your work… I love you ‘ and she hung up. She was getting warm she was going crazy, she couldnt help but touch herself, she jumped on her bed and spread her legs and felt her pussy, she started fingering herself she couldnt help but moan her fingers started rubbing her clit faster and deeper she felt her pussy wet and moaned loudly she reached an orgasm . She lay on her bed with her bed sheet covered with her juices she took her finger and put in her mouth licking her wet fingers, she felt so dirty she felt like a slut she loved every bit of it.

It was a Saturday and Saturday nights in Delhi are very exciting. At 6 in the evening, divya got up to get ready. With all of her husbands money, she had a huge wardrobe. It was tough for her to select what she wanted to wear. She wanted to wear something which would make heads turn and get everyones attention. She picked up a black short dress and tried it on. It looked great she looked stunning but it didnt expose her as she wanted to. She took out a red dress and it looked exactly like what she had in mind. It showed a big cleavage and only reached just below her ass. It looked very slutty, very exposing just the way she wanted to be looked. She took the time to put up some makeup and let her hair open. Her straight hair, big eyes, and dark red lipstick made her look no less than a greek sex goddess.

By 9 pm she was ready to leave for a club she knew was a very high profile place. Only the very rich would come to that place, or the guest of the members. The driver came and opened the door to her and she took her space in the rear seat. The luxury around her made her feel nice. She couldnt help but let her mind wander to wild ideas. She hoped to find a hot man to fulfill her needs and fuck her throughout the night. She wanted ti finally grab a cock taste it and get it inside her. In an hour she was outside te club. She took out a deep breath, braced herself for what she was about to do. The driver opened the door and she came out.
She started walking towards the door and she could already feel the eyes of men zooming in on her. She could feel men staring at her ass and her body she loved the attention she felt so slutty. She felt proud of the fact that even after so many years she made heads turn and-and make men lust for her. She entered the club and she just knew that she was the one all men were looking at everyone wanted to know who she was, did she come alone. It felt like a cage to Divya where everyone wanted a piece of her, but all they could do is look at her in greed. Divya would always like to find herself the man she would want to spend time, she didnt like people who approached her with pick up lines. She always liked a click which she felt as soon as she looked at someone. She ordered a martini and stood at the bar she could see almost everyone trying to give her a smile, she liked none. On the end of the bar, she could see a man sitting alone who hadnt looked at Divya even once. She kept on looking at the individual and tried to get a glimpse. Her ego was hurt , she started walking towards him and he picked him to head up and it clicked, Divya knew who she wanted tonight she knew it his dick she wanted but the question was … did he?

Thanks for reading PART 1. This was my first attempt at a story. Send an email to [email protected] if you think I should post PART ||. Loads of love.

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