Hi, I am Madhan here. First, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback on my last story about .
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I am a Bengalurean of 28 years of age, 6″ tall. Horny unsatisfied housewives and sexy young baby dolls can reach me on my hangout/mail /cdn-cgi/l/email-protection” class=”__cf_email__” data-cfemail=”3c515d58545d524f4f484e7c5b515d5550125f5351″>[email protected] and Telegram @msarsstr. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed.
Continuing the story. After deciding to meet, Rashmi texted me the next morning, “Are you free? Can we discuss the plan?” I was at the office when I received her text. I asked her, “Can we discuss this in the evening?”
In the evening, our first telephonic conversation discussing the plan went as follows,
Rashmi: Hi, Madhan.
She had a girly sweet seductive tone of voice.
Me: Hey, Rashmi. You have a very melodious and seductive voice. I loved your voice.
I complimented her instantly.
Rashmi: Hey, nimma voice nu gatti yagide. Nangu ishta aithu Madhan. (Hey, you have a thick voice too. I liked it, Madhan) Hey Madhan, niza heli naanu nimge ishta aadna. (Hey Madhan, tell me the truth, do you like me?)
Me: Ninna picture nodthidange nanage ishta aagade iddidre, I am interested anta helthidde, Rashmi. Open aagi ond vishya hel la. (I would have openly told you if I did not like your picture. Shall I tell one matter openly?)
Rashmi: Hmm Heli Madhan. (Hmm, tell Madhan)
Me: Ninna picture nodthidange nanna tunne control tappi niguri neeraaythu kane. Uff, sakkath aagiddiya neenu. (On seeing your picture, my dick went wild. Uff, you look superb.)
I started referring to her in singular language. She sent shy face-covered emojis.
Rashmi: Nanagu neevu ishta aadhri kanri. (I, too, liked you). I love tall men. I want to meet you, Madhan.
Me: Pakka meet madona. (We will meet for sure)
Rashmi: “Yavaga neenu free? Kanakapura baroke ok na ninge? Naanu eega Bangalore baroke agalla, bandru nan appa mane indha horage kalsolla. (When are you free? Can you come to Kanakapura? I can’t come to Bangalore now. If I come also my dad won’t allow me out)
Me: Weekdays or Weekends?
Rashmi: Monday nanna ganda Bangalore hogthiddane and wapas barodu Tuesday morning only. Monday ninage office irutte alla? Monday barthiya? Madhan.
(My husband is going to Bangalore on Monday and will return only by Tuesday morning. Will you have to go to the office on Monday? Can you come on Monday, Madhan?)
I instantly said, “Yes, Monday naanu birthini (I will surely come on Monday). What time and location?”
Rashmi: Hey, nange neenu ok andhaagle heart beat jaasthi aithu kano. You come in the evening. Location naanu kalisthini. But neenu manege barokke agalla, maneli jana irthare.
(Hey, on hearing ok, my heartbeat increased. You come in the evening. I will share the location. You cannot come home since family members will be there.)
Me: Where are we meeting?
Rashmi: Adu, henge hel li Madhan? (How to tell Madhan?)
Me: Free yaagi helu whatever nin aase idru. (Tell freely whatever you wish for)
Rashmi, Aduu, Nange gadde li maadthiya? Nange gadde li maadiskobeku anta aase.” (Will you do on the farmland? I fantasize about enjoying our farmland.)
Me: Hey, really crazy and horny idea Rashmi. Even I had such a fantasy for a very long time.
Rashmi: Condoms miss maad de tagond banni. (Bring condoms without forgetting).
Me: Ok, sure. Nange shaved pussy beku tinnoke. (I need shaved pussy to eat)
Rashmi: Hmm, ivatte shave maadthini kano. Full day ninna stories oodthaa idde nanage full mood aithu. Eeglu nim hatra maatad tha nan kai panty olage ide. (Today only, I will shave for you. The full day I was reading your stories and feeling damn horny. Now also talking with you, my hands are inside my panty)
Me: Uff, Rashmi. Elliddane nin ganda? (Where is your husband?)
Rashmi: Avnu avra mother na hospital ge karkond hogiddane. Bandre bike sound barutthe. (He took his mom to the hospital. I will know once he comes from the bike sound)
Me: Monday yen dress hakkolona anta ninna plan? (Monday, what are you planning to wear?)
Rashmi: Neenu yen helthiya aa dress hakothini kano. But nan hatra hosa modern dresses illa. Hale dresses ide but eega size agalla. (Whatever you ask me, I will wear. But I don’t have modern dresses now. Old dresses will not fit onto me.)
Rashmi had earlier explained in her chat about her sneak seeing her maid banged by a stranger black man in the field.
Me: Nange modern looks alla traditional looks andre ishta kane Rashmi. Ondu tight saree, ninna dappa molagalu kannu kukko tara cleavage kaano hange blouse. (I don’t like modern looks instead love traditional looks, Rashmi. A tight saree, your huge boobs caged in a tight blouse with seductive cleavage.)
Rashmi: Hey, nanage ninna taste artha aithu (I understood your taste). I will dress up for you. Just keep guessing me, Madhan.
Me: Ninna words keli eegle barbeku ansthide, Rashmi. (Listening to hunger I feel like coming now only)
Rashmi: Baaa, Madhan. Nangu neenu eegle beku baaa” (Come Madhan. I too need you now only.)
Me: Naanu aa black man tara ninna sariyaagi dengthini Rashmi. (I will bang you harshly like the dark man, Rashmi.)
Rashmi: Hey, Madhan. Ninage ninna lifetime nal sigade iro tara blowjob kodthini Madhan. (Hey, Madhan. I will give you a memorable blowjob.)
Me: Pakka (Surely) Monday. Do not change plans.
Rashmi: Pakka kano. (Sure, Monday.)
She heard some noise.
Rashmi: Hey, sorry avnu banda. Bye, kano. (Sorry, he came. Bye)
She texted, “Hey, one more request. I don’t want Priyanka to know about our meeting.” I told Rashmi about Priyanka’s longtime fantasy of a threesome FMF (Priyanka was interested in tasting a woman too). Rashmi replied, “Yes, I knew about that. We exchange everything about each other.”
I told her, “If that’s the case, you should better tell her about the meet.”
She said, “Hmm. Ok, Madhan.”
I texted Priyanka, informing her about meeting Rashmi at Kanakapura. Priyanka had her mouth open and expressed her horny feeling. Priyanka said she also badly wanted to break free of the marriage boundaries and get banged like a slut.
I replied, “I have been waiting for a long time to bang Tamil Iyengar Priyanka like a dog.” Priyanka sent a shy face and kisses emoji. I sent her a gif of a lady getting banged by a hard thick dick on the verge of a pool.
Rashmi the meet:
I reached Kanankapura by 6 in the evening and surveyed the place. Lush Green fields all around with big houses here and there separated by long distances. I texted Rashmi informing my arrival.
I drove back into the main city. I paid some money to a small lodge and freshened up. I then restlessly waited for the message from Rashmi. During the survey, I planned everything. Where to park the bike? How much longer to walk? And where to bed, Rashmi?
Rashmi messaged me, “Hey, extremely sorry for making you wait. Come to the spot at 10 PM.” I rested in the lodge, waiting for the clock’s needle to reach 9:30 PM. She asked me, how will I reach? If I bike, where will I park the vehicle? If parked, someone might notice and get doubt.
She then told me she would pick me up from the lodge in her Activa. I then told my arrangement with the lodge guy to drop at a designated location and pick up on a call basis. She thanked me and felt happy after hearing about my arrangement.
At 10, I reached the location. It was a pitch-dark night with the sounds of insects far away from the city noise with breezy, fresh air. I took deep breaths and waited on the small desolate road next to thick plantations.
Rashmi called through telegram, saying, “Hey, turn this side, Madhan.” There she was. She signalled me, “Shh,” and scanned both sides of the road. On finding no trace of people, she signalled me to follow.
I walked briskly towards Rashmi, who stood on the small turf between patches of the well-grown thick plantation. I quietly followed behind her. My eyes adjusted to the darkness. My dick grew to make a tent inside my pants by seeing her huge ass sway as she walked ahead of me in the shiny saree.
Let me describe the busty Rashmi Gowda. Rashmi is a milky fair-skinned woman carrying perfectly shaped assets. She wore a deep shiny red colored saree which was flashy and attractive on her skin. She had a round face with full chubby cheeks like an idle.
She was very pretty with small deep eyes and a long sharp nose. Her lips were thick with red lipstick smeared. She had small ears with a big silver earring dangling. My dirty mind dreamed of banging Rashmi in a doggy with her heavy boobs and earrings dangling to the force of my cock.
Rashmi had huge tits around 38, tightly wrapped in her red-coloured sleeveless blouse. Her bare shoulders were soft and shiny. My eyes reached scanning her wavy fleshy navel. Walking behind Rashmi, my eyes never left her 40-sized, shaking, fleshy ass cheeks.
She wore a long jasmine flower stuck to her long dark hair, which touched her sexy ass crack. I was mesmerized by Rashmi in all aspects. She was a total package for busty hot women with eye-catching assets. I noticed the soft cushiony wavy navel, which was creamy in colour.
I had my dick jumping through my pants. After a few meters of walking away from the road in the dense plantations, I couldn’t control my hands. I rushed behind her. My hands reached and grabbed her shaky ass cheeks and squeezed, feeling the soft flesh. She stopped with a moan.
I squeezed both of her ass cheeks hard over the silky saree feeling the soft flesh with my nose sticking onto her hair, smelling the jasmine. After squeezing her soft fleshy ass cheeks, I spanked her ass over the saree and allowed her to continue to walk over the small turf.
After around 150 meters of the walk, we came across some coconut trees. I said calmly, “After feeling your soft cushiony ass cheeks, I cannot wait and am damn horny, Rashmi.” She stopped briefly and curved her face towards me, giving a seductive blush.
Oh god! she was damn hot, her oily round face, chubby cheeks, and inviting thick juicy lips. I ran into her when she seducingly bit her lower lips, drenching them with her saliva. I dashed over her pushing her to the nearby stem of the coconut tree with my hand firmly holding her fleshy navel.
She was silent with increased breathing. My one hand clumsily travelled around her soft wavy navel touching and squeezing the flesh. My other hand grabbed her neck, drawing her sexy face closer to mine. I teased her by moving closer to her lips and stopping feeling the warm breath from her nose.
She opened her eyes and stared at me. The moment was very romantic. My lips lost control and jumped, eating away honey from her thick juicy lips. The surrounding is filled with only the noises of our warm breaths, apart from the sounds of the insects in this thick vegetation.
She hungrily started sucking my lips, drinking the saliva out of me. She kissed wildly with our noses clashing as we kissed hungrily with our lips milking each others saliva. My hand, holding her neck, moved to feel her huge hefty tits. I grazed my hands over her blouse, picturing the size of her breasts and nipples.
My dick was crazy rock hard inside my pants. The other hand, busily squeezing her navel, moved over her pussy over the saree. After touching them, I sneaked my hand inside her tightly tied saree to reach her pussy. She wasn’t wearing any panties.
One hand squeezed her gigantic firm boobs over the blouse, and the other started rubbing her neat, shaved pussy. She stopped kissing and gasped for breath, moans shouting from her mouth, “Ah, Madhan.” I continued rubbing her pussy with my fingers.
My eyes continued witnessing the pleasured expressions of Rashmi. Rashmi had closed her eyes shut and moaned louder in pleasure with her yummy mouth open. She was relishing the massage of my hand over her pussy. My eyes repeatedly stared at her huge round boobs.
They were moving in sync with her breath. I felt a tinge of wetness leaking from her pussy. I removed the hand from her saree and told her to open her eyes. She blushed and signalled me to follow, walking towards the main spot. I took a deep breath out and licked her cum off my hand.
I told my mind to relax to make my dick sleep for a few minutes before the marathon session. Rashmi was a hot Indian bomb stuck in a village. She walked farther to stop at a densely packed banana plantation finally. She pushed her way to the middle area of the banana vegetation.
There it was. She had cleaned a small area in the middle of the banana vegetation with a mat spread. I unzipped my bag removed the condom packet, and placed the bag in one of the corners. A neatly folded thick blanket was kept in one corner.
I stared at her swaying ass as she took the blanket, spreading it over the mat. She had huge ass cheeks. While she was bent spreading the blanket, I moved to hug her from behind. My thigh pressing on her hefty ass with my cock adjusting over the ass crack.
My hands grabbed her soft cushiony navel with my hard nervy cock pushing on her ass crack. She gave a loud breath out. She stood up from the bent position, leaning backwards, squeezing her body onto me. I pushed away the long dark hair covering her U-shaped blouse cut and placed a kiss.
She angled her head sideways, enjoying the moment. I continued sucking down all the bareback, which was wheatish in colour. My lips then moved to suck the back and sides of her neck. I thoroughly kissed her neck in sync with the moaning pleasures of Rashmi.
While sucking her back, I walked reverse, clashing with the stem of a banana tree. The banana tree broke with the force of the clash. I spun her around, pushing her to the stem of the banana tree. I cupped her round face and started kissing her chubby cheeks, small nose, her wide forehead.
My lips again locked onto her thick juicy lips. We continued kissing wildly, with her back resting on the stem of the banana tree. She started pushing me with our kiss continuing towards the middle of the blanket. She pushed me over the blanket and climbed on top of me.
Rashmi hastily removed my T-shirt and sat on my belly. She grabbed my face and hungrily kissed me, sucking my lips dry. The kiss went on for a long time. She then moved to kiss my chest and navel. I had goosebumps when her small hands grabbed my erect cock over the pants.
She hurriedly parted her saree away from her shoulders. She then loosened the knot and lifted the saree. She sat on my thigh with her pussy rubbing the bulge over my pants. She was moving her hips round and round, rubbing my cock over her pantyless pussy.
Rashmi was moaning louder. She quickly grabbed my hands and placed them over her huge tank boobs over the blouse. My hands pressed all over her boobs, feeling every bit of her flesh. Rashmi turned into a slut with a stranger in the woods with her husband away at a business deal.
I slowly pulled down my pants and underwear with a dark thick cock jumping out. She grabbed my cock by the root and, without any further delay, positioned it onto her pussy. She rubbed my dick head over her pussy lips. I held the cock, and she pushed her yummy warm pussy into the rock-hard dick.
She slowly pushed herself till the complete cock travelled into her. I tried to tear the hooks of her blouse, which was tight. The blouse was stuck onto her round huge shapely boobs. She removed her blouse. She quickly undid her white bra, and two massive wheatish tankard boobs jumped out.
I quickly grabbed those huge thick boobs with my eyes popping out. I started squeezing the boobs messily with thick dark nipples. She was moving her hips up and down, driving my cock in and out of her. I lifted my shoulder, bending to eat her thick sharp dark nipples.
She pressed her hand over my chest to push me onto the ground. She continued riding my thick cock with loud moans. I called out her name, “Rashmi!” She responded, “Madhan, Madhan.” I continued, “Rashmi ene le neenu sakkath horny item.” (Rashmi, you are a hot horny item).
The fuck grew hornier with the conversation. I told, “Ninna ganda keiyalva ninge hinge?” (Your husband doesn’t fuck this way?). She replied, “Illa kano Madhan.” (No Madhan). Sweat beads started forming on her forehead, her hips pushing in and out of my cock very fast.
I saw her huge boobs shaking and dancing with my dick in her warm sticky pussy. I was enjoying the feeling. She jerked with the warm fluid of cum flowing down my cock. She gave a relieved breath and tried to climb down.
I grabbed her by the navel and started fucking her, pushing my cock in and out of dripping pussy with huge force. She gave louder and louder moans, “Madhan, haakoo.” (Ahhhhh Madhan, fuck me). With a loud thud, I relived my cum into her.
She slept next to me sweaty. The long marathon night started.
Thank you, all ISS readers.
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