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That day we had a hectic work on completing the paperwork. I asked her to see if she can extend her intern hours. She smiled and obliged. We were slogging until 8 pm. Generally, with this company, there is no time limit for the work you do. For targets, many even stay till 10 pm.

That day very few of them were at the office. It was Friday night, so many had left early. Bhama said she wanted a break and she went to the toilet. So the toilet is in such a way that there is a door and a small passage. Then there is a division of washrooms for males and females.

She went inside and texted me, to come to the toilet. I thought there would be some emergency, and went to the passage. She was in the ladies’ toilet door and called me inside. I just had a glance around. I immediately went towards the ladies’ toilet and locked from inside.

That moment broke all the barriers. She just grabbed me and we started to kiss each other. My hands were tightly around her waist and I was squeezing them. Our heads were moving from left to write and our lips were all over each other. Our tongues met and her tongue was deep inside me.

I bit her lips hard and with that pain, she pulled my hair. I aggressively grabbed her ass and pressed it and again kissed her passionately. We knew we had very little time to spend and it should be a quality one. I immediately put my hand inside her tight legging and pushed my hands deep to her vagina.

She wore no panties, Her pussy was dripping and was wet. I put my index finger first in her pussy lips. I slowly rubbed around the vagina. I kept teasing her. She held my hands and whispered in my ears, “Insert your finger baby.” I slowly inserted inside her pussy and just bit her ears.

I again thrust my index finger and removed it and licked the cream of her pussy. “That was sweet as honey,” I said. She was a completely different person, a wild woman. Her hands were on my crotch, pressing it hard over my denim. I was hard on and she kept pressing it hard.

I was finger fucking her while standing. She left a moan and she orgasmed. She smiled and bit my shoulder to avoid any further noise from her. I again kissed and said, “I want to fuck you soon.” She said we will. It was very risky to be in the toilet for a longer period and it would have created suspicion.

I asked her to open the door and first see if anyone is there so that I can move out first. Luckily there was no one, so I left. She washed her face and her pussy to avoid any signs of wetness. After 5 minutes, she came back to our place and we just smiled.

She texted back, “I need you very soon! I am desperate to get fucked by you.” She said that she has to leave as her husband would be waiting. I got a call from my wife too. We left and we knew we are now up for a different adventure.

Her 1 month was already over. So we both knew we had just 1 month to spend time with each other in a fruitful way.

So, we hurried back to our home. It was quite a different feeling post our make out in the office. There was a mixed feeling – strange, exciting, fear, cheating.

I did not text her that night- thinking what would be running in her mind. and also thinking about what I have done. We both felt happy but kinda strange for cheating. She didn’t text nor did I.

The next day also we couldn’t meet our eyes and we just sat a little bit apart. I continued my work. Then I got a notification, “Hi!” I said, “We are together in the same place and you gotta say hi through text?”

She came by and said, “Sorry, I was just embarrassed and felt that you would be angry.” I too just said sorry and I said, “I loved the moment though.” She blushed and said, ” I was on cloud 9, never felt this way for a long time.” We smiled and just continued our work.

The whole dynamic of us changed. We started being touchy. She used to touch me with her feet and I would catch her for some task on the laptop. Would be sitting close in the cafeteria and would feed each other.

Then during one of our lunch breaks, I frankly said, “See I know we are doing wrong! But it’s ok to be those friends, you know? Friends with benefit types.” I knew I told this thing in a hurry. But then I realized I have said something wrong. I saw her reaction. She just stopped eating.

Then she said, “I was also thinking of the same thing!” I just couldn’t believe it. She continued, “See I love my hubby! And I know you love your wife too. But I understand we can have little fun without emotional connections. Because until it’s not emotional I think we are loyal to our better half.”

I was wondering if there was any book that could justify this as wrong or right. I was blank. I said, “Okay I get it!” she smiled again. But this time lustfully. Again while eating she started playing with her feet touching my legs. I told her to play how much ever you want, “I am gonna punish you soon.”

With her eyes, she said to me, “I am ready for any punishment.” I had a hard-on the whole day. She noticed it too. And texted me, “I can see your bulge. I don’t think it will be in peace until it meets someone.” I replied, “Waiting!”

It was close to 4 pm we decided we shall book a hotel and then head out to our home. We browsed and booked a pretty decent Oyo room and immediately left our office. We are just desperate to grab each other. When she sat on my bike I could see her grabbing my waist and shoulder tightly.

When I rode the bike she would accidentally touch my crotch and would pinch on my thighs. She was a total slut. Lucky was her husband. But unlucky she couldn't be happier with him on the bed.

 

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We reached the hotel, got inside the room, slammed the door, threw our bags down, and just started passionately kissing each other. I wrapped my arm around and carried her. She wrapped her legs around my upper thighs and we were kissing hard. I was sucking her lips and biting it softly.

Our tongues were all over our faces. She started to bite my earlobes. I made her sit on the table next to the TV. I just put my hands inside her hair and caressed her. Slowly I started kissing her neck. She smelled so good. Every inch of her neck I kissed and licked it. It turned pink.

She sat and pulled her t-shirt up. Wow! That was a sight to see. Her body was pink and silky. She wore a dark maroon laced bra. Nipples were erect and can be seen from those laced designs. Her breasts were firm and perfectly fitting in that bra. Her nipples were pinkish.

I did not waste much time. Just put my hands at her back unhooked the bra and immediately sucked the hell out of those nipples. She just moaned as loud as possible. I just buried my head between her boobs. I kept sucking, she kept moaning. “Honey, suck me hard! Keep sucking!”

She then pushed me towards the bed. I was on the edge. She unzipped my pants and pulled my underwear down. She winked and said, “You will love this blowjob!”

Then the next five minutes were heaven for me. I couldn’t forget that moment to date. She grabbed with both her hands and looked straight and me and sucked it deep. She never flapped her eyes. She was just straight.

Some moments her tongue will be out and will be sucking it like a lollipop. Or just she would slowly move her hand on my dick and one hand would be pressing my balls. She sucked it thoroughly.

I had to cum. I controlled hard not to but eventually, I came. It was bliss, and she swallowed it fully. She loved it. I rolled her over and pulled her jeans down and saw her pink vagina. And she was clean-shaven. I kept her legs on my shoulders and slowly put one finger inside.

She hissed a bit. I put my tongue over her pussy and started to suck her. Her moan increased and her body twisted from side to side. I held her love handle and sucked her pussy hard. Every thrust of my tongue would make her cry for more.

She would shout “Fuck! Come on, keep on doing it! Yes, baby, keeps sucking my pussy.” I kept sucking without any stop-time. In no matter of time, she oozed out her juice. I made sure I licked every damn drop of her. It didn’t take much time.

I climbed over and put a condom on and in missionary position, I started to slowly fuck her. She had spread her hands, wife on the bed grabbing the bed sheet. And I just rammed her hard and fast. She moaned and moaned.

“Ahh! Yes, baby, yes baby,” with her sweet little sexy voice I increased my pace and fucked her even harder. Then I pulled my dick outside and cum on her face again. We both went to the washroom and had a bath and foreplay under the shower.

The next few days we continued to visit different hotels and once I ended up at her house in her bedroom and fucked her. This went on for two weeks and then her internship was over. We continue to still talk and remember our memories and hopefully, we plan to meet once again soon.

THE-END

 

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#Bhumika

I sat in the waiting area of the urologist, looking down at the paperwork they'd given me to fill out. A few other guys, about my age, sat there too. Everyone was taking extra care not to make eye contact.

I was here for my vasectomy appointment. It was something that I had some reservations about, but that my wife and I thought was the best decision. Since our second was born, our life had become so crazy that even the thought of having a third was out of the question. Unfortunately, this meant that we'd been avoiding having sex for nearly a year now. In fact, the stresses of family had put a complete end to our intimacy. It was all business now.

I looked down the paperwork which said I'd be seeing Dr. Mel Bhumika. I'd never met the guy. It was a big office and I just chose the first doctor with an opening. I admit I was feeling a bit of dread at the idea of this surgery. Was I really ready to end my ability to put a baby in someone?

A nurse appeared and called my name. She told me to follow her back to the operating room. Her name tag said "SANCHEZ." She was young and very thin, with light skin and jet black long hair that she wore up in a bun held by a pen. Her walk and facial expression suggested a woman who is all business with little time for the bullshit she has to deal with from the all-male clientele.

When we got to the room and she turned around, I saw why. She had exceptionally large breasts that refused to be fully concealed by her scrubs. I couldn't help but stare while she read over my paperwork. They were nearly gravity defying in the way they jutted out from her torso.

"I'm Anu," she said in a dry voice, "please have a seat on the table and I'll do some tests of your general physical condition."

Nurse Anu proceeded to check my heartrate and blood pressure. When she was removing the arm cuff, I felt the soft pressure of her breasts against my shoulder. In my semi-celibate state, it was enough to send a jolt of life into my neglected member.

"You seem very healthy for a guy your age," Anu said, which stung a little and reminded me that she probably wasn't like more than 25. "You can get undressed now, the doctor will be in shortly."

I removed my clothes and felt a little awkward given that I was still quite aroused. A knock on the door and Nurse Anu returned.

"I just forgot the--oh goodness!" Her eyes quickly darted away. "Um, you're supposed to keep your boxers on," she managed. Her eyes returned to my engorged cock for just a second. Then she grabbed a clipboard and left the room without further comment.

I was embarrassed, but before I could dwell on it too much another knock came and in walked a female doctor. She was tall and formidable in her stature. Maybe 40+ years old. Dirty blond, thick-framed stylish glasses, with wide hips that caused her medical coat to flare outward at her waist. Her nametag said "Bhumika."

"Dr. Bhumika Chawla, nice to meet you" she said warmly with outstretched hand. Her grip was surprisingly strong, and I was a little dumbfounded.

"I know," she said, "you thought I was a man. I admit I purposely list my name as Bhu because a lot of guys shy away from a woman urologist, but I promise you're in good hands."

"No, it's no problem!" I said sincerely, taking in the unexpected site of this large and powerfully built woman. I noticed her ring and mangalsutra.

She saw where I was looking. "Oh yes, and my husband has his qualms as well!" She flashed a broad, beautiful smile that didn't reveal if she was being sarcastic or not.

"Anyway," she continued, "let's get down to business. You're here for a vasectomy, do you have any questions about the procedure?"

"No, I think I've learned a lot by searching online about it. I admit I'm a little nervous," I said

"I totally get it," she replied. "Remember that after the procedure there will be no change to the volume or consistency of your semen. I've had no complaints from my patients and usually people are choosing to do this for pretty good reasons, which I assume is true for you?"

"Yes," I replied, "My wife was told she couldn't have children so she stopped birth control. We got pregnant in the first month! After our son was born, we didn't have sex for over a year, but after just that one time, She got pregnant again. We really can't have any more children with all the chaos in our house. I mean I love my children, but, well do you have children?"

"Actually no," she said. "I'd like to have them, but my husband really doesn't. It's basically too late for me now anyway, though." Then with a wink, "You'd be surprised at how good a motivated man is at pulling out at just the right moment. Sounds like you should have learned to do that better yourself!"

Again, I wasn't sure if she was kidding or not.

"I need to take a look at the operation site in order to plan the procedure. Please remove your boxers and lie down."

 

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I did so and Dr. Bhumika stood at the end of the table looking between my legs. Her fingers gripped my balls, almost roughly, and she moved them left and right. Again my member started to stir and it did a complete flip from pointing down at her to up at my stomach.

Dr. Bhumika giggled and said, "Don't worry that's perfectly natural."

I heard an electronic sound and look down to see Dr. Bhumika taking a picture with a cell phone.

"This is the digital record so we can compare before and after at the site of the incision," she said professionally.

She continued, "Ok, everything checks out, so we're basically ready. The anesthesiologist will be here shortly and I'll perform the operation with the assistance of Nurse. You'll be out later today."

"There's only one more thing you have to do, and that's provide a sperm sample so that we can ensure your sperm count has diminished as a result of the procedure. Try to enjoy yourself because, well, after the procedure it can be a little risky to masturbate until we confirm everything is ok at our 3 month appointment."

I was taken aback, as I thought I would only have to wait a week or so. My shock must have been obvious because Dr. Bhumika joked, "Looks like that's going to be a challenge for you--my kind of guy!" Again, her confusing wink came, "Just try not to think about me." As she said this she ran a hand down under her right breast, lifting it slightly and revealing it's substantial weight. She continued down her waist tracing the rounded curve of her hips and ass.

"Maybe that will help you with the sperm sample," she said playfully. "Unfortunately, we get terrible cell service here and don't share the wifi with patients, so you're stuck using the old magazines we have in that bathroom. Here's your cup."

With that, Dr. Bhumika turned and left the room. I went into the bathroom and saw a stack of Playboy and Hustler magazines.

"Great," I thought, and started thumbing through them. I found lots of silicone scars and big hair. With the pressure to perform and terrible porn, I was actually finding it difficult to get off. After a while, I closed my eyes and what I saw was Nurse Anu and her luscious tits.

I imagined her pulling her scrubs up her wasp-like waist and over her head, then kneeling in front of me as I stood. Now Nurse Anu was unclasping a frilly bra and her large breasts burst out bouncing. She buried my cock in her cleavage and pinched on her dark brown nipples as she began to stroke up and down.

I saw her looking up at me with deep brown eyes and saying "It'll make me wet if you cover my face and tits with your hot cum."

That was all it took. Moments later, I ejaculated with an audible groan while picturing Nurse Anu making eye contact with me while she stuck out her tongue, happily catching the streams that didn't splatter onto her chin or nipples.

 

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I closed the cup and left the bathroom, only to be staring right into the dark brown eyes I had just been imagining, but in the flesh. I immediately flushed.

She had a knowing look on her face. "Is that sample is for me? Thank you," was all that she said.

The anesthesiologist had arrived in the operating room. He told me to relax, I laid on the table, and he administered the shots and left. I was fully numbed in a few moments and Dr. Bhumika entered in full scrubs. She and Nurse Anu worked quickly and I didn't feel a thing.

After it was over, Dr. Bhumika came close to my face and said "Remember, keep all that cum inside you until we can check you again in three months."

I was a little surprised by her nonprofessional language, but as they wheeled me out to the waiting room I saw my wife and soon I was on my way home.

~~THREE MONTHS LATER~~

I was back at the urologist for my three-month follow-up. Frankly, my recovery had been easy, as the incision sites healed within a few days. The hardest part was going without masturbating that whole time--but somehow I had managed it. It helped to have a wife that had no problem ignoring me sexually.

Dr. Bhumika entered the office where I was waiting. I had forgotten how imposing a figure she was. Because she was not operating today, she was wearing a loose blouse over her voluptuous breasts. Her tight-fitting skirt accentuated the hourglass shape of her body that was supported by her incredibly firm ass and thighs. As she walked across the room, the blouse shifted and I caught a glimpse of a light pink areola peeking out from under a sheer bra.

The instant bulge in my pants revealed to me just how urgently I needed to release the pressure in my loins.

"Let's get right to the part you've probably been waiting for!" Dr. Bhumika said with a smirk. "Here's your cup--same deal as before, just go into that room. And I again apologize for the ancient magazines."

I went into the room, which I was expecting to be a bathroom, but which was actually more akin to a frat house living room--cushy couches and a stack of titty mags. I sat down and started flipping through the pages.

This time, one of the magazines had a spread of women dressed up as doctors. "Perfect!" I thought and whipped out my member. However, this porn was still so bad that even in my deprived state I was only getting partially erect. I figured I would just close my eyes again and get this over with.

Suddenly, the door opened, and in stepped Dr. Bhumika. She saw the spread-eagle "doctor" picture in my hand and laughed.

"Listen, I know the magazines in here are awful, so I was just thinking that maybe I could offer my help with collecting that sperm sample."

"Really, it's ok, you don't have to..." I stammered.

Her eyes lit up behind her black-framed glasses with a new intensity as she slowly approached me. This tall, robust woman now stood looking down at me. She had let her long hair down and it was resting on the shelf of her ample chest. Her broad shoulders cast a shadow over me. "I insist," she purred.

Her left hand traced a circle on the front of her blouse, quickly producing the outline of a hard nipple pressing into the shimmery fabric. Her right hand drifted down her thigh and disappeared into the hem of her skirt and I saw the muscles on her forearm flexing and releasing. I started to feel my heartbeat pulsing between my legs.

"Does your wife have tits as big as mine?" she asked.

"Please, don't say that," I protested. But I can't deny that Dr. Bhumika was built in a way I had only ever fantasized about. "Look, I can do this on my own."

"You know what," she said, removing her hand from her skirt. "I forgot I need to take the 'after' photo of the incision site before you go off."

"Oh, ok," I said, relieved that I could have a moment to figure out a way to keep my wedding vows intact.

Dr. Bhumika took out her cellphone and, instead of kneeling, kept her legs straight and tightly locked as she bent at the waist and leaned down toward my lap. Her ass, now above her head directly in my line of site strained the fabric of the skirt. I could also see right down her blouse. Her tits swung freely, fully exposed. Had I been imagining the bra before? Her skin was pale, and bright pink areolas with chewed bubblegum nipples swayed back and forth in front my eyes, hypnotizing me.

I realized I shouldn't be looking at her like this, but it was too late. My cock sprung fully to life and I was achingly erect in a split second. As it rose, it grazed her chin, leaving a gooey streak of precum just under her mouth.

"Ahhh," exhaled Dr. Bhumika, spreading the drop down her neck with a single outstretched finger. "Don't worry, it's perfectly natural...And so is this."

Two things then happened in rapid succession: First, Dr. Bhumika leaned forward even further and engulfed the head of my hard member with her mouth and deep down her throat, leaving her cherry-red lips tangled in my pubic hair. Second, her phone made its electronic sound.

Dr. Bhumika bobbed up and down on me several times, caressing the underside of my cock with her tongue as she pressed me in and out of her throat. Stunned by the powerful sensation, it took several seconds before I had enough wherewithal to push her away.

"What the fuck are you doing!?" I yelled. "That felt incredibly good, but I can't do this with you. I'm married!"

"Oh, I know." Dr. Bhumika replied. She typed something on the phone. "And wifey is going to get this picture texted to her if you don't follow the instructions I'm about to give you."

 

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"What do you mean? You don't know my wife or her number" I spat out. "I'm not listening to you."

"You're on her insurance." was her blunt response.

"Shit."

"Look," she said, "what's the big deal? We're going to have some fun. Your dick looks like it's having a good time."

Admittedly, I was rock hard.

Dr. Bhumika unzipped her skirt, revealing that she wore nothing underneath. She had the quintessential "child-bearing hips" that had always driven me crazy. They drifted out from her waist in a wide curve, creating a heart-shaped frame for the curtains of her pussy lips, which were topped with a light, trimmed bush.

As I was still taking that sight in, she removed her blouse to complete the picture. Her enormous tits hung low and formed a deep cleavage. Her skin was light enough that I could slightly perceive the blue veins that irrigated her mounds.

She stood over me. "First things first--I'm dripping, so if you want to save your marriage, put your face between my legs and lap up that flowing juice."

To show she was serious, she turned her phone to me to show me the photo of her bright red lips wrapped around the base of my shaft. My face was clear in the background of the photo.

I looked on helplessly, as she gripped the back of my head and guided me into her abyss.

Dr. Bhumika's thighs wrapped around my face, covering my ears and rendering me near deaf. She had forced my mouth open by positioning it directly on her protruding clit. My tongue found itself gliding up and down between the lips of her pussy as she ground herself aggressively on me. Instinctively, I flicked my tongue up to tease her clit and then dipped it inside of her.

Her taste was strong like her body and it intensified the straining in my groin. Her juice streamed into my mouth so quickly that I had to swallow it to prevent from drowning.

Through the muffled silence I could hear, or rather feel the doctor moaning rhythmically. Her legs tightened on my head and she started gyrating her pussy and clit over my face in a circular motion.

Abruptly, her thighs tensed and squeezed me so hard that I thought she would crush my skull from the force. A torrent of her lubricant gushed into my mouth and on my cheeks I could feel the vibrations of her climax rippling through the toned muscles of her quadriceps.

At last she released me, and I fell back coughing and choking.

"Are you satisfied now? Please delete that picture," I pleaded.

"Satisfied?" she jeered. "That was just the appetizer, I'm ready for the main course now." She pointed again to the phone that was now lying on top of the pile of her clothes. "And you're ready too, right?"

"Yes" I said, hopelessly.

"Yes, Doctor Bhumika!" she retorted.

"Yes, Doctor Bhumika!" I responded obediently.

"Stand up," she said. I did so and she moved to the couch. She again bent at the waist, fully displaying the massive curve of her ass to me. She spread her legs slightly to present her eager slit to me and slick droplets began to emerge from the crevice and patter onto the floor.

"Now, I want that big hard cock of yours to reach the deepest part of me," she cooed.

I hesitated.

"Right fucking now!" she demanded.

An image of my wife getting the text message popped into my head and it motivated me forward. I positioned my stone-stiff cock at her entrance, then pushed into her.

She was so wet that I glided in easily. In a split-second I was all the way inside her steaming love tunnel and could feel the tension as I pressed against her cervix. The sensation was so intense that a small spurt of my backlogged cum found its way out of my penis to mix with her fluids. "Thank god for the vasectomy!" I thought to myself.

"YES!" she hissed. "Now give it to me hard!"

I realized I had no choice, so I decided to make the best of the situation. I started thrusting my hips against the soft cushion of her ass. My hands gripped the fleshy sides of her waist and I used the leverage to repeatedly impale her on my cock.

"Talk to me!" she said.

"Fuck, Dr. Bhumika, you feel so good"

"You can do better than that!"

 

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"Doctor, I can't get enough of your hot cunt!" I leaned forward and cupped each of her swinging tits in my hands. I lightly pinched each of her nipples as I continued pumping her from behind.

"Is my pussy better than your wife's?" She had started pushing back on me, violently, with each thrust getting me closer to the edge.

"Yes, Doctor Bhumika!" I agreed. And it was sincere. The intensity on the moment was like nothing I'd ever experienced.

"Are you ready to spill your hot seed into my hungry pussy?"

"Yes, Doctor, I'm about to cum inside your pussy!"

"Good!" she said. "Make me a mommy!"

Playing along, I said "Oh yes, I'm going to knock up my doctor right now!"

"I know you will," she laughed. "I faked your vasectomy."

"Wha--" was all I could manage before she thrust back with more force than before and knocked me down to the floor. She now sat on me, squatting with her huge ass and powerful legs. She turned her body so I could see the profile of her tits and she had a huge smile on her face. Her eyes were on fire beneath her lenses. I tried to get up, but it was useless under her strength and size.

Dr. Bhumika wildly ground her pussy onto my member. "You're not fucking pulling out! It's time for you to give me that cum I asked you to save for me. Do it. Shoot your hot sticky load into me and make my belly swell and tits leak just like I've always wanted! Do it right...fucking...NOW!"

With those last words, she pressed her muscular ass down on me with all of her might, plunging me into the deepest place yet, and I could no longer resist. Three months of waiting boiled up from my loins.

"I'm cumming inside you doctor!" I yelled and one, two, three strong pulses of sperm powered into her body.

"I can feel you throbbing, filling me up! Give me more!"

Shot four, shot five leapt from my cock sending a wave of pleasure and relief through my body. Six, seven, and then after a pause, one more oozing pulse was sent on its journey into my doctor's womb.

It was over. Dr. Bhumika stood up, cupping her hand over her pussy to keep the ejaculate inside.

I was enraged. "What do you mean you faked the vasectomy?!" I screamed.

"Look, I told you I wanted a kid before it was too late. With your potent sperm, I'm pretty sure I can finally fulfil my wish."

"But this is malpractice! Your nurse must have noticed--she'll support me and your career is over!"

"Did you forget about this picture already?" she said, holding up the phone. I then noticed that Dr. Bhumika had her other hand wrapped around my sopping wet cock. She was stroking it and I was still hard...three months is a long time.

"Besides," she continued, "this whole thing was actually her idea."

"Nurse !" she signaled "You can come in now!"

The door opened and in walked the young nurse. She was completely naked except for a pair of white high heeled shoes. She walked over to us in a manner that kept her flat stomach motionless but swung her hips from side to side in an incredibly seductive manner.

Her tits were better than I had imagined. Nurse Anu's nipples pointed slightly up to the ceiling and were a darker brown than I had guessed and were starkly contrasted with her pale skin.

 

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I looked down her body and saw black pubic hair trimmed into a single stripe leading to dark fleshy pussy lips.

"He's ready," Dr. Bhumika said. "There's plenty left for you."

Nurse Anu walked to me as I sat on the floor. She put one high-heeled foot on either side of my body then knelt down, straddling me. Dr. Bhumika took my cock and used the mix of her vaginal fluid and my cum to lubricate the opening of Nurse Anu's cunt. The young woman wiggled with anticipation.

The doctor put me in position and nodded to her busty assistant. Nurse Anu lowered herself and took just the head of my penis into her before she hesitated. I understood why: She was incredibly tight and I could feel the walls of her cunt pinching around my cock.

"Don't worry, go slowly," said Dr. Bhumika.

Using a gentle up and down motion, Nurse Anu worked my slick member inch by inch into her untrained pussy. She felt like a vice around me.

"Oh God!" she gasped when she had taken about half of me and she stopped moving. Her face flushed, she closed her eyes, and appeared to be deeply concentrating.Then, with a determined and consistent motion, she slowly sat the rest of the way down.

"Now take what's yours!" Dr. Bhumika encouraged. She moved her hand to my balls and started massaging them with a technique worthy of her expertise at handling testicles.

Nurse Anu started to slide up and down my shaft. Slowly at first, but increasing the pace and force as she accommodated to my size.

"Talk to her!" Dr. Bhumika insisted, flashing her phone in my face.

"Nurse, you are so fucking tight. Fuck me harder! I'm here to give you what you need!"

Nurse Anu's perky tits were bouncing up and down as she fucked me and I reached up to feel them. They were soft and heavy in my hands. She leaned down and I took one of those magnificent chocolate teats into my mouth, suckling it like a baby.

"I can feel he's close" said Dr. Bhumika.

She was right. Her fingers had primed me for another eruption. I wasn't holding back anymore.

Nurse Anu finally spoke up. "Shoot your baby batter into me! I need it, I crave it! I want your strong swimmers filling my cunt! Impregnate me, and I'll let you drink the leche right from my filled tits!"

I didn't stand a chance. Dr. Bhumika released my balls and it opened the floodgates.

"Fuck here it comes!"

The first blast of my semen inundated her cervix and a powerful orgasm shook through Nurse Anu's body. As she came, the walls of her cunt clamped down on me and started to pulsate, milking me. I released a second strong stream into her. Her pussy was pulling the remaining cum out of me and I reached a new level of ecstasy as jet after jet poured into her.

And then it was over. Nurse Anu stood up and a drop of cum started to fall out of her. Dr. Bhumika caught it on her finger and tucked it back up between the meaty lips of Nurse Anu's pussy.

"You are crazy!" I said to Dr. Bhumika, as I laid there relieved of the pressure in my balls, but now burdened by thoughts of my wife. "I'm not taking care of your baby!"

 

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"Don't worry about that," said Dr. Bhumika. "I'm married and you already gave me what I need."

"Of course," she continued, "Nurse Anu is single, and she's looking for someone to start a family with. She likes to fuck twice a day and wants to have as many children as she can manage to produce."

I noticed Nurse Anu hungrily looking at me. The fingers of her left hand idly teased one of her hard, brown nipples while the other massaged her clit with my leaking deposit.

"Now look," I protested, "I'm married too!"

"Are you sure? I think you'll have the time for Nurse Anu" said Dr. Bhumika, and she winked as she pressed send on her phone.

THE-END

 

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#Sonali Bendre

Roy is my best friend. Well I say 'best friend' but I suppose he is just my oldest friend. We'd been friends since the age of eight, when he moved with his family ten years previously to the house next door. Since that time we'd grown up together, enjoying getting into trouble as kids, to where we were now as two eighteen-year olds discussing girls and sex. I guess he was my best friend, but at times he irritated me and acted selfishly. He had a sneer on his face now.

Roy was referring to his girlfriend, Anushka Sen, who had been my girlfriend up to three weeks previously. Although not handsome, both Roy and I were better looking than average and we both had been successful with the girls in our short dating careers. Anushka Sen was the best looking girl in our school and I had been delighted when we had started dating. We had got into the open mouth kissing almost immediately, but it had been a month before she let me feel her tits.

After that she hadn't let me go any further, despite my best endeavors to slip my hand inside her panties. Consequently I became a bit bored and decided that I should try to advance my sexual experience with other girls. We parted friends, as she seemed to have become a bit bored as well. As soon as we'd split, Roy stepped in and asked her out.

I'd guessed that Roy wouldn't have to wait so long to feel Anushka Sen's tits as I had. Once girls have gone so far with one boyfriend, they seem to accept that degree of physical intimacy as the starting position with the next. But I didn't believe he would succeed to the extent that he'd get into her panties, let alone get a blowjob. However, I knew that Roy was pushier than I was.

At times he seemed reckless. Not so many weeks before he had been trying to see my mom naked in her bedroom. He knew that she went to the gym just after lunch and that she would be showering and changing about three o'clock in the afternoon. So he'd skipped class that afternoon and hid in his bedroom with a telescope. I gathered that mom was about to remove her towel after coming out of the shower, when she must have spotted some movement in Roy's bedroom window that aroused her suspicion and quickly drew her curtains across. She never said anything to anyone so she could not have been certain. Roy was irritatingly smug about it afterwards. He said that if you don't try you will never succeed.

Roy knew that I was as infatuated with my mom as he was. Mom was gorgeous, the blonde beauty of the neighbourhood. At 46 she was ten years younger than Roy's mom. Mom had always had big tits, but since she had been going to the gym she had really become a schoolboy's jacking off fantasy. Her body had tightened up so that her waist was slim and her ass round and firm. She had shaped her body to the hourglass figure that men fantasized about.

Mom had started going to the gym six months previously. This was just after dad's operation. Before he had gone into hospital, they had just told me that dad was going in for a minor op. However, when he came home, mom and dad were ecstatic. I listened in to their conversation outside the door as they sat holding hands in the lounge. I gathered that dad's condition had been critical but that the operation had been a complete success. The only drawback was that he would be unable to have sex for twelve months while his body was healing, but as his life had been saved, this must have seemed like a very minor issue to them. However, I did wonder if mom missed having sex. Before dad's operation, it seemed to be every night that I could hear moaning sounds coming from their bedroom. They even disappeared up to their room some afternoons at weekends. I wondered now if mom's determined daily gym exercise was to help her use her sexual energy up.

After the trauma of that day when dad came home from hospital, mom and dad seemed very touchy feely, always cuddling although I suppose not going any further. Dad had only rested a couple of weeks off work. He was in a very successful partnership in a business with Roy's dad. The business was flourishing to such an extent that Roy's dad was moving to set up an offshoot in a town two hundred miles away. I knew I wasn't really going to miss Roy and, if what Roy said about Anushka Sen was correct, I couldn't wait to start going out with her again.

It was planned that Roy and his family were moving on a Tuesday with his dad announcing that he and his wife were throwing a going-away party on the Saturday before. It was two days before the party, on the Thursday when Roy was boasting to me about his success with Anushka Sen,. Roy repeated his claim, "Ram, I'm telling you I'm licking her pussy and she's sucking my cock!"

"How did you manage to get her to that point?" I asked suspiciously.

"Well," said Roy, "you know she let you feel her tits, well as I knew she was comfortable with that I persuaded her to pull her T-shirt over her head. As her arms became entangled, I pushed my hand under her skirt and slipped my fingers in her panties."

I gasped, "She let you do that?"

Roy shrugged, "Well not quite, she was screaming some words I couldn't quite make out. Then of course, by the time she'd been able to free her arms, I'd got her pussy so wet, she was desperate to cum and begged me to continue. When we got together after that she was a real slut. After all, if you've reached third base, girls don't go back to second base. Pretty soon we were licking and sucking each other. I think I've become pretty good at pussy licking."

I'd got a boner just from listening to him, but I was still doubtful.

"Look," he said seeing I was still disbelieving, "I've agreed to go to see a boring movie with her this evening, but only on the agreement she blows me behind the bike sheds before we go. You can hide and watch us if you want."