Soon after my first sex experience (Public sex experience in train), I got a boyfriend, Karan. He was from Bangalore. His parents were out of India, so he rarely went to his hometown. We fucked whenever we got chance. When I was into my second year of college, friends and I moved to an apartment in a city. My boyfriend and his friends moved into an apartment two streets from ours. We met and fucked whenever friends were not there in either of the apartment.<\/p>\n
While living in the apartment, I got acquainted to a neighbor couple, Mr. And Mrs. Vivek. They were friendly and mrs. Vivek often gave me sweets whenevr she made them. I have shared what i cooked too. They began to like me and i liked them.<\/p>\n
Once there was a long weekend, my boyfriend went away with his friends. Mr. Vivek invited me over. He informed me that Mrs. Vivek has gone to Australia to live with their daughter for 6 months and asked if I could cook dinner for him every night. I agreed to bring him food everyday. He opposed and said it’s better if I went there to their apartment and cooked. He said that he’ll buy the groceries and i just have to cook. It seemed fair and we finally agreed that I would make both dinner and breakfast for the next day.<\/p>\n
First day was normal. I cooked. He helped me. And we chatted a while. He asked me to come in the morning itself as the next day was a Saturday. I agreed and I left.<\/p>\n
The second day, his chimney in the kitchen was not working. I usually wore shorts and tee when in the apartment. He was helping me cut vegetables. All of a sudden he asked me to take off my tee. I stood there in shock. When I didn’t respond to him, he said he would pay me if I do. I was even more shocked. I told him I’l come later and started. He said if I needed some time I can do it in his living room. He meant that he won’t lemme leave. So I sat on his couch. He sat opposite to me and explained said “All I want is you to take off your clothes. I love my wife and would never cheat on her. So I don’t have any intention in fucking you. So what do you say?”<\/p>\n
I said I needed time to think. But I wasn’t interested. He sensed that and said “u have a sexual figure. I have watched you and masturbated several times. I wanna see you without dress. That’s all” he spoke in English as he new I was not a native Tamil speaker<\/p>\n
Speaking about my figure. It is 32F-25-38 I have a very slim figure but with large boobs. So it always popped out of any dress. I had a tiny waist. And normal butt. My friends said that I have a hourglass figure. My boyfriend loved my boobs. He would try to put it in his mouth but it was always too big for him.<\/p>\n
Considering Mr. Vivek’s request, I told him i would be cheating my boy friend if I do so, so I won’t. In response to it he said he blackmailed that he would tell my parents about my boyfriend.<\/p> \n\n
I agreed to his request. He thanked me and asked me to do what he said.<\/p>\n
I agreed but asked him to let me go now and come back later in the evening.<\/p>\n
I went to my apartment and called my boyfriend. He was somewhere where it was too loud. He couldn’t hear me. So I texted him about this. I got one reply from him “he’s paying you? Wow. Go for it. ROFL”<\/p>\n
I got so mad and went back to mr.vivek’s apartment and told him I’m ready now.<\/p>\n
He gave me a paper with written instructions. I was to read and do it and not talk unless he does.<\/p>\n
I agreed and read it and did as per the instructions.<\/p>\n
I got on top of his dining table. Spread my feet approximately 30 cms apart. Slowly removed my t shirt. He put on music. Based on his instructions, I moved slowly. I removed my bra. My boobs hung out of it. I danced to the music and my boobs wiggled. And I turned and faced the wall. Bent down to remove my shorts and panties. My ass was clearly visible to mr.vivek. I felt conscious and I was getting a little bit aroused.<\/p>\n
I turned around got down from the table. I went into the kitchen and started chopping vegetables. He followed me into kitchen.<\/p>\n
I took a tomato and rub it across my pussy. It felt weird but I did it anyway. And I kept it aside. He took that and licked it. By then I started getting horny.<\/p>\n
I took a thin long variety of brinjal and applied oil on it. I inserted into my pussy. It went inside with ease as my pussy was wet. I thought about my boyfriend and started pushing it in and out. I moaned his name. Mr. Vivek interrupted and told me to tell his name. I reluctantly started saying his name while I thought about my boyfriend. The smooth brinjal went in and out and it started feeling good.<\/p>\n
Then as per his instructions, I took a bitter guard and applied oil on it. I kept it parallel to my pussy and started rubbing my pussy on it. The rough but not sharp surface of the bitter guard was giving me a good sensation. It was rubbing my clit and my vagina at the same time. I moved my pussy up and down of it. Rubbing my entire pussy on it. I started rubbing it faster and faster until I finally came.<\/p>\n
Mr. Vivek got the bitter guard from me and licked it clean.<\/p>\n
I wore my clothes and started making dinner. He went to the living room and masturbated. He had nice thick penis.<\/p>\n
When I started to leave his apartment, he handed me a 500 rupee. I said no and told him good night.<\/p>\n
After all I had little fun too. I came home and masturbated again.<\/p>\n
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