I would narrate you my true story. At that I was a 24 yrs old bachelor working as a software engineer with a multinational at Mumbai. I come from a small village in district Jalaun in UP. However I had the good fortune of studying in reputed educational institutes being from a land-owning family and doing fairly well in studies ,which helped me to have a well settled life at Mumbai. I was staying alone in a company provided furnished flat in Matunga area in Mumbai. My story starts now. Back in my native my position at Mumbai was the talk of the village and every Tom & Dick staying there wanted to share my success ( It is very common in UP villages to feel proud of your people in Mumbai and they come calling to Mumbai in search of jobs). On one Sunday afternoon, with my casuals on I was just relaxing when the door bell rang . When I opened it , to my utter surprise Deendayal ( my childhood friend from the village )was standing with a beautiful lady along with him in sari and curiously looking me. He had landed in the metro with his bag & baggage in search of a job. I immediately allowed them in and learnt that the lady was his wife.
Deenu, as I would call him, used to study with me in the village primary school, before I was shifted to a boarding school, but was about 4-5 yrs older to me. I learnt from him that he used to do petty jobs in the village after completing his BA. After his marriage with Sallu about 6 months back he found it difficult to economically support his family & petty quarrels between his wife & mother compelled him to leave the village for peace. He & his wife decided to run away to Mumbai without telling anybody and in this way they landed at flat. I was perturbed initially, as I was aware that Deenu has landed in Mumbai empty handed and will be my Guest for a long duration till he settles. His coming with his young wife further complicated the issue since finding a job in Mumbai is easy but to find a reasonably good chawl to stay with family is difficult. However, I welcomed them and tried to make their stay comfortable in my flat. My flat was having a drawing cum dinning hall, one bed room attached with bathroom, a guest room, kitchen and a small balcony . They were accommodated in the guest room.
His wife Shallu was about 19 yrs old and a stunning beauty with rustic background ( she was from the adjoining village ).She was dressed in Sari with a small ghhooghat on her head .I started calling her Bhabhiji, but Dennu told me she is younger to you and you can call her by name, with that her ghhooghat also went away and she became more frank with me. From the next day Deenu started went on a job searching spree. He used to go back early in the morning and come back late in the evening. In the meanwhile I was getting more and more time to interact with Shallu. She had a very attractive figure , fair complexion and a good height. This went on for days and I used to take little liberties with her like brushing her boobs, pinching her bottom and sharing sexy jokes with her, and I felt that she used to enjoy this without reciprocating. I brought her some sexy & transparent nighties and she was very happy to get these things as she had seen them earlier in some magazines only. Slowly I started doing this in front of Dennu knowing fully well that he is badly indebted to me since he was still searching job and was without any money and I was fully supporting his family and I felt that Deenu is supporting me to keep me in good mood. This encouraged me to go further.
Next week end Deenu went out in the morning for search of job and I was just casually surfing the net when Shallu entered my room in one of those transparent nightie to go to the bathroom. She could see the naughty sites before I could minimize and started requesting me to show them I pinched her back calling her a naughty girl and told her I could show her the sites only if she promises to fulfill my demand, she readily agreed. I asked her to sit on my lap to see those sites, she immediately jumped I was totally shocked as this was the first time I had gone so far, but I decided to play my innings and enjoy it. I was in shorts and her body contact with my thighs made hot. I further pulled her towards me and started showing her some naughty sites she was shell shocked as this was the first time she was seeing this type of stuff. I could see her stiffening chhoochis. I slowly put my hands on them and started applying pressure. She had closed her eyes and started moaning. I slowly took her right hand and slid into my shorts she was frightened to have that 11′ rod hot in her hand and reacted as if 220 V ac has passed through her. I slowly lifted her nightie and guided my hand in her pussy area. She was totally under my control. I slowly lifted her at put her on the bed and removed her nightie Oh!!! She was a real treat . I removed my shorts and we were completely naked and started playing with each other. She was shocked to see my cock and told that she had not seen such a cock till date. My doubts that ddeenu is not able to screw this baby was confirmed and decided to play the ball. I squeezed her boobs and screwed her to my utter satisfaction and the play continued till Deenu’s return in the evening. Shallu told me in her language that she has not got a choodai like this ever and she enjoyed it very much and would become my lund’s ghulam for ever and I can choodoo her whenever I like.
I had a naughty idea of screwing her in front of her husband and started working on it. I was realizing that Deenu is slowly getting frustrated and is going in depression state. In the evening when we came back I started counseling him and telling him that he should not worry and I can support his family financially for months to come and he should be more liberal with Shallu and take her for outings as she is new to Mumbai and she can enjoy. I also told her that in Mumbai since one has to commute too much ladies were dresses other than saris and he should buy couple of good dresses, to Shallu. I offered her Rs. 5000/ – and him to go to market . He said he is tired and told me to go to market along with Shallu. I took Shallu to a dept. store in Dadar and selected some of the short dresses which were enough to hide her ass cheeks and some transparent undergarments .Then I took her to the trial room and asked her to check them in front of me . She readily did that I enjoyed seeing her wearing them and squeezed her all over with a promise that “Randi aaj tujhe tere pati ke samne aisa chhodogna ki tuu zindagi bhar yaad rakhegi” on hearing this she smiled and I felt wet juices coming out of her chhoot”.
We returned home at around 8-30 pm , I found Deenu lost in some thoughts . To change the mood I offered him some whisky ( I generally keep stock of OC whisky with me). This suddenly brought back life in him ,he immediately told me that he was a habitual drinker in the village ( desi daru) and non availability of the same was depressing him. This made my job easy as I could make out that he will readily barter his wife for whisky. I told him it will be better if Shallu serves us the drink in her new garments we will really have fun . He immediately agreed and Shallu was more than ready I told them that I will get some good snacks from the market so that we can have a long evening together. I came back in 20 mins with various preparations of chicken and pomfrets. Their flavor made them mad as they were missing them.
I changed into lungi ( most comfortable dress for fucking session ) and put the CD player on with light music. In the meanwhile I had hinted Shallu to put on the under garments ( Bra & panty ) and skirt which we had purchased in the evening. Deenu and I were sitting in the drawing room in the meanwhile Shallu entered in the dress as mentioned above and I was stunned she was looking gorgeous!!! And my eyeballs stuck, with half of her boobs trying to come out and the choochi’s peeping from the transparent fabric, the shirt was hardly able to hold her beautiful ass. Deenu for reasons known to him did not react at all, this encouraged me. She came and stood near the centre table and started making the drink. I knowingly made a large drink for Deenu and cheered up! Then I told Shallu “Ayshee nahi chalega you should dance while we drink” she readily agreed and started dancing , and in the process bending and giving us a good view of her ass cheeks / panty. Deenu by now had finished his first drink I immediately prepared another large drink and offered him.
Then I called Shallu and ordered her to sit on my lap , she readily did it . I removed her bra and started playing with her boobs she started moaning I asked Deenu to join and he also started playing with his left boobs and the drink was having effect on him. Shallu was saying “aur joorsee” I started kneading her boobs and licking them at times , in the meanwhile Shallu slid her hands inside my lungi started playing with my Cock. I felt very good as if I was flying in the sky. Deenu also took out his cock a mere 3” tool and started banging on Shallu’s face but she was not interested. Deenu was saying ” Le saali, Le tujhe yhhai hee chhai na”. Shallu was behaving perfectly like a slut with my hand exploring her ass under the skimpy skirt. I caught hold of her panty and removed them. Then I prepared a drink and asker Shallu to slid between my legs on the floor. I removed my lungi and fully inserted my cock in the drink and then I took out the cock and ask her to gulp the drink , which she did immediately then I asked her to suck my whisky dripping cock which was a taste to her. In between Deepu seeing our actions started masturbating and in few minutes he cumed and collapsed. I started fingering her pussy and when it was fully wet I positioned her on her back spreaded her legs and entered her choot with my 11” rod which was full with her licking.
With full force I started ramming her and said “Randi maine tuzhe khaa thaa ki aaj tere pati ke samne aise chhodoonga ki thu zindagi bhar yaad rakheghi”. She said ” Auur zoorse Chhodo muzhe bhi pati ke samne chhoodwane ka bhaut maza aa raha hai, ushe to choodna aata hi nahi, ushe maloon to pare choodna khise khaithe hai, uska 3″ ka lund kisi kaam ka nahi hai”. I while raming here was squeezing her left boob and licking the chhochi of right boob. ” Shali randi tuze mai ahisa he choodoonga, too merei rakhael hai”
“Phaad dalo muzhe”
In the meanwhile deepu got up he prepared another drink for himself and started saying “zoor se chhood shali ko, ishe choot main sau lund raat bhar rakh denge to bhi shali ka pet nahi bharega” This further thrilled me I asked her ” Kaisa Hai mera lund.”
“Bhaut accha mere Raza , aisa to maine kabhi nahi dekha , aaaaahhhhhh!!. I continued raming her , I heard Deepu saying ” Bhaiya Ishe tabiyat se chood jise iski bhhok mit jai” and said “goodbye” and went to sleep. We fucked whole night to each other’s full stamina. From then Shallu became my personal whore and I fucked continuously for one year till her younger sister landed in Mumbai.
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