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# Night of error Part -- 9

While returning, they again crossed the nude colony. They were approaching hillock of the village, then they noticed a couple going ahead of them. While crossing them, Nayanthara and Viswanath observed that they were Europeans. Both of them were so young, most probably in their early twenties, their innocent faces reflected that they were friendly. The eyes of Nayanthara contacted the eyes of the girl, and she smiled upon her.

The girl was Blondie and very beautiful. She had an innocent child like face. She had Bob haircuts which was perfectly suited to her physical stature and perShriyaty. She had red lips and thin eye brows with sharp nose. She was wearing a blue colored skirt up to knee from where her well shaped white smooth legs were visible. She had grey colored tops with a scarf around her neck. She was no doubt an attractive girl with a height of Five feet seven inches.

Similarly, the boy was quite taller; his height was around 6 feet. He was muscular and had a wider chest. He had newly grown beard and mustache. He looked to be very sexy.

The girl said to Nayanthara, "Hiiiiii, I am Leah Gotti," then indicated towards the boy she said, "He is Abraham."

The Boy greeted them.

Both Nayanthara and Viswanath greeted them, and Nayanthara said, "I am Nayanthara, and he is my husband Viswanath."

They all proceeded towards the village with conversations amongst themselves. Within few minutes, Leah Gotti and Abraham mingled with them so closely as if they were all lost friends, meeting after a long time. They revealed that they are Americans.

Nayanthara said, "You both are so cute, you know! You are younger than our eldest son, and you both must be our daughter's age group."

Then teasingly she said to them, "Goa is such a romantic place that it is a heaven for lovers, you two must be spending sleepless night in your bed."

With shyness, Leah Gotti protested, "No...noo, we are not lovers, we are students from Chicago University...We are students of Archeology, we have come to India on study tour. Our group is in Mumbai. We have come to Goa for studying historic catholic churches, the architecture, and images of their exquisite craftsmanship. We have separate rooms in hotel."

Nayanthara said, "Sorry! We misunderstood you both as lovers."

Leah Gotti also smiled mischievously and said, "It's OK and for your information, I am a virgin girl, and my Boy friend is in New York. Abraham has also his girl friend in Chicago."

Everybody smiled. By this time they already reached the village.

Then Viswanath offered, "Can we buy you both a couple of cups of coffee?"

Then all of them entered a café centre, took the cups of coffee. After that, everybody embraced with each other, and bade farewell from each other.

Viswanath exclaimed, "What's a nice pair of lovely kids!"

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It was 12 'o' clock noon. They had a nice morning experience. They both returned to Panjim, to their Hotel. After lunch, both of them took a nap since both of them were tired and exhausted due to morning adventure.

By 5 'o' clock evening, both of them were very fresh and energetic.

Viswanath said, "Nayanthara, you know there is another famous beach, Miramar beach which is a walk able distance from our hotel. Let us do one thing; we both would wear ordinary dresses, just like poor low class couple. You put on your that cheap cotton saree with slippers. Let us look out for a little evening adventure in the beach."

Miramar is the beach area of Goa capital city Panjim, and is one of the most visited beaches of Goa. Since it is adjunct to city of Panjim, most of the tourists come to this beach every day. The atmosphere of this beach in evening is something different and unique. The wonderful strip of sand, extending to almost 2km, offers lovely views of the sea ahead. A lovely golden beach of soft sand girdled with palm trees facing the blue Arabian Sea. In the evening, the beach is a paradise of lovers, you may call it Lover's nest, and you may also find people lying leisurely in beach drinking cold beers.

Both Nayanthara and Viswanath walked along the beach as the waves pounded the shoreline. They walked around two kilometers in shoreline.

Sergeant Vinod kapoor and Sergeant Mahender Sandhu both belonged to Army. Originally, both belonged to Gurudaspur in Punjab. Both were the best pals and bosom friends, because they belonged to same place and they had the same culture affinities. In every two years they used to get a leave of 3 months. Since both of them were bachelors, they choose Goa to spend some of their leisure times for a lot of drinks, of course women too.

Both are tall about 6 feet in height as seen in the perShriyaty of Army man. They were of same age of 24 years with cropped hairs, and masculine features. The strict discipline of army life would sometimes get them suffocation. Now they had 3 months vacation in two years. They wanted to utilize their leave, far from the crowd, and taking drinks of varieties of whisky. Somebody told them to contact pimps if they wanted to fuck any women in Goa. The friend advised them that they could find them in lonely place in beach but they had to be careful of police.

Both Vinod and Mahender passed and overtook a couple going ahead. They were surprised why the couple is heading towards the deserted part of the beach. Then they watched Nayanthara from very close. Ohhh...God... this woman was a pure beauty. Even in darkness, her fair face was glazing. She was wearing an ordinary cheap saree; rounded boobs were protruding from her pallu. Her wide ass was swaying rhythmically as she was walking.

Both of them stared directly to Nayanthara, glanced at her erected boobs.

After their passing, Viswanath said, "Nayanthara, did you notice anything? They want to fuck you."

Nayanthara smiled, and said, "Both of them are sexy, young fellows, they must have young cocks."

They had the entire beach to themselves. Nayanthara was overcome by the beauty of the ocean as she walked right up to where the water hit her feet. By walking like this, they went much distance unaware of the fact that they were quite near to Vinod and Mahinder. From there both of them noticed that those two fellas were sitting on sand dune.

Both Vinod and Mahinder approached the sand dune near the sea water. They sat for sometimes on the sand dunes which were very near to sea waves, a pleasant atmosphere for drinking. They put a big towel on the sand. Vinod picked out the bottle of whisky, two disposal plastic tumblers and the water bottle. He made the pegs and they started drinking. Mahinder lit the cigarette by his lighter, and started smoking. Then they noticed that beautiful woman and the person, two silhouetted figures sitting near sea waves just few feet away from them.

Vinod said, "We are lucky, I am sure that the lady there is a prostitute, and the person is her pimp."

Mahender replied, "You are right, otherwise why should they come to this place. They are in search of good customers."

Vinod laughed, "HIhihihihihihihi."

The atmosphere was very calm and quiet, except them, not a single human being was seen there in the nearby area. A cool breeze was flowing. Everything was clearly visible in moonlit.

.Then Viswanath noticed them smoking and drinking.

He asked, "Nayanthara, do you want a good fucking by them?"

Nayanthara with shyness, said, "If my dear husband wishes so, I am interested."

 

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During drinks, both Vinod and Mahinder noticed the male silhouetted figure was approaching towards them. They thought may be pimp was coming towards them for a negotiation.

"Sahib, do you have a lighter...I saw you smoking," asked Viswanath politely.

Vinod offered him the lighter and Viswanath lit a cigarette and thanked him.

Then Mahender asked, "Hey Mister, any woman is available?"

"Yes sahib, she is waiting there. You can see her," Viswanath said and indicated towards Nayanthara.

"How much you want?" asked Vinod?

"You give me Rs.1000/-," replied Viswanath.

"It is too much," replied Mahender.

"Sahib, you are two persons." pleaded Viswanath.

"OK, bring her," ordered Vinod.

"I have not fucked quite a long time...my cock is erecting always...let us fuck her if she appeals to us," said Vinod.

Viswanath returned with Nayanthara.

The sand dunes were surrounded by swaying palm trees. A fool moon was in the sky, a moonlit atmosphere. Nayanthara approached near the mounds of sands close to beach.

Creeping grasses with fleshy leaves and stem were spread over the white sand. The other dunes had thorn shrubs, Cacti, and surrounded by small trees of palm and pandanus.

Few distance away from the beach was covered by very dense plants of casuarinas and Prosopis (The thick plants surround a beach) it looked deep and very dark.

Nayanthara when turned around to see, she was totally flabbergasted at the sight of Vinod and Mahinder sitting on the sand dune naked. There was a space between them, and they both made a gesture to her that the space was for her. They **censored** Rs.1000/- to Viswanath, and asked him to leave. Viswanath left the place, but hid himself behind the adjunct sand dune without being noticed. From there he could see everything clearly in moonlit.

She approached them and stood right at their feet looking down at them. Vinod had an unusually long and thick cock which instantly aroused her. She left no doubt in Mahender's mind that she was studying Vinod's delicious looking meat.

She sat down between them and reached out a hand in both directions. Their cocks were magnetically pulling her hands towards them. The cocks were both warm and beginning to grow within her grip. They both grew and began throbbing. The cocks both felt so good in her hands and she began working and slow stroking their dicks. Their bodies were responding to her touches.

After several minutes of touching, and no talking, she began to feel Mahinder nudging her side causing her to lean towards Vinod. She looked at Mahinder, and he nodded as to give her approval. She let go of Mahinder, and moved herself over on to her knees between Vinod's thighs without letting go of his hefty cock. Vinod became more and more under her control as she worked him. She had both her hands wrapped around his hard cock, and began a twisting movement and slow stroke at the same time.

Mahinder got on to his knees behind Nayanthara, and removed the blouse, unhooked the bra. As her boobs sprung open towards Vinod, she felt an exciting jerk in his cock. It excited her to watch him look at her. Nayanthara stood up and pulled her saree, petticoat, and panty down, and kicked them away. She knelt back down, grabbed his cock, leaned forward, and tried to put as much of it into her mouth as she could.

Vinod's squirming further excited her. He propped himself up on to his elbows so that he could watch her better,

She made deep eye contact with him, and said, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, your cock tastes soooo good!" she then felt Mahinder pushing himself in to her from behind. It felt so wonderful, and she sucked Vinod harder and uncontrollably. Mahinder's big cock found the entrance of her pussy hole from behind and Mahinder pushed his cock inside the pussy hole. Since the pussy passage of Nayanthara had already wet, the big cock of Mahinder slid very easily inside. Mahender pushed again, and he felt that his entire cock had entered in to the velvet passage of pussy wall, and gripped the cock.

As Mahinder pumped her, she continued sucking Vinod.

As they continued, she began to feel Mahinder's swell inside her, and now Vinod also inside her mouth. She knew that both were about to spew their juices. She removed Vinod from her mouth as she wanted his cock in her pussy, and began pumping him vigorously. He jerked and moaned.

 

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Mahinder continued to pump her, suddenly jerked, and moaned, "Ohhhhhhh...fuck your pussy...I am cummingggggggg...Godddd."

He began to erupt inside of her and she also started scream of pleasure as she felt her pussy juices were gushing out from inside of her cunt simultaneously with Mahender's semen.

Vinod handed over Nayanthara the bottle of water and said, "Wash properly inside your pussy, I am going to fuck you."

Then Vinod made her lay down flat on her back. She spread her legs; Vinod widened her two legs by putting them on his shoulder, and knelt down before her pussy. The outer lips of her pussy were already opened due to her earlier fucking with Mahender. Vinod positioned his cock near the entrance of her pussy, and pushed. It went very easily to the core of her cunt. He started pumping vigorously, and at the same time he was sucking the nipples of Nayanthara. Nayanthara felt the hot tongue of him around her nipples, and sometimes she was receiving sweet nibble of his teeth on her nipples. Vinod's cock was entering in and out of soft passage of Nayanthara's cunt. Vinod removed his mouth from her nipples, and started biting the soft lips of Nayanthara. In the process, his tongue forced the lips of Nayanthara to be opened, and probed inside her mouth. He sucked the tongue of Nayanthara, and tasted the sweet taste of her saliva.

Nayanthara was sexually very excited, and she felt that the hard cock was hitting her erotic zone of the pussy. She could not control herself, there was a second coming.

She moaned, "Ohhhhhhh...again I am cominggggg."

She clasped her two legs tightly, and her pussy juices started coming continuously bathed the cock of Vinod inside her pussy.

Vinod felt that her pussy juices were coming out and the inner wall of her pussy got more slippery. He felt the height of sensation in his cock.

He cried out of pleasure, "Aahhhhhhhh... you bitch...take my cummm."

Vinod's cock began to shoot load after load of his love juice straight deep in her cunt.

Then both of Nayanthara and Viswanath returned to hotel.

In the night, at the time of going to bed, Viswanath asked, "Nayanthara, how did you enjoy today's fucking?"

"Marvelous." replied Nayanthara. Then they had a nice and prolonged fucking.

Next day, they hired a Taxi for sightseeing of Goa as they had to return back to Mumbai. Again from Mumbai they had to board the train for Delhi. So, wholeday they visited almost all tourist places in Goa. In the evening, they took bath in hotel, packed up their luggages, and reached Panjim Bus terminal at around 9.30 pm. It was an overnight bus journey to reach Mumbai. The destined bus was already parked. But it was unfortunate that due to rashness of tourists, they were allotted the last row of the seat in the bus. The last row of the seat was comfortable, wider, and long meant for four persons, but the only concern for them was jolt and jerk during the movement of the bus being the back seat.

The bus was full of passengers, everybody had seated in their seats. They wondered who the other co-passengers in the back seat were. The bus was also waiting for them. Then they noticed two passengers, a girl and a boy was making their way from entrance of the bus with their luggages, and moving towards the backside of the bus.

When they came nearer both Nayanthara and Viswanath could recognize them as Leah Gotti and Abraham.

"What's a surprise?" exclaimed Viswanath.

"Ohhh, my God, it is a pure coincidence," replied Leah Gotti with a smile.

"We are lucky that all of us making our journey together," said Abraham.

"Now, it is assured that this trip would be most pleasurable," said Nayanthara with excitement.

They kept their luggage in the middle portion of the seat, made it like a partition.

The bus had already moved. Some of the passengers were in conversation and some of them had already started sleeping.

 

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Abraham looked at Nayanthara and said, "You are looking very beautiful. You see, I always admire, and love the beauty of Indian women. They look so gorgeous in saree. I want to know more about Indian women."

"Thank you, But Abraham, don't admire me much. My husband will get jealous," she said mischievously.

"But I want to know more about India, I am fascinated with Indian people, their cultures, and beautiful places in India. Can you explain me the details?" Leah Gotti asked Viswanath.

Then all of them decided that Viswanath and Leah Gotti would sit together in one side of the partition, and Nayanthara and Abraham would sit in another side so that they could converse comfortably with each other. It was informed that they were going back to Mumbai where their professor was waiting for them then they would go back to Chicago.

They were conversing with each other in low voices. Viswanath was explaining all the queries of Leah Gotti related to India. Similarly, Nayanthara was explaining Abraham regarding Indian women.

By this time, the light inside the bus was switched off as most of the passengers were in slumber.

Both Viswanath and Leah Gotti were sleeping. They were sitting close together. Their bodies were clung together. Leah Gotti put her head on the shoulder of Viswanath. Suddenly, due to jolt, both of them woke up.

Leah Gotti looked in to other side, and whispered in the ear of Viswanath, "See, what your wife and Abraham are doing?"

Nayanthara was sitting on Abraham's lap, and they were kissing long tongue swapping kisses. Abraham's hands seemed to be wandering all over Nayanthara's body.

"Let them enjoy." replied Viswanath.

"Can not we enjoy like them? But with your humble permission only" cajoled Viswanath.

"You have no experience of this. I can teach you so that you will be more accessible to your boy friend, and your shyness will be gone totally," said Viswanath in a sugar tone.

Then he put his hand on the shoulder blade of Leah Gotti, and slowly started soft massage there. Leah Gotti did not oppose, and let him. After some moments, slowly Viswanath's hand came down from her shoulder to one of her boobs. After few moments, Viswanath's hands were clearly squeezing Leah Gotti's precious teen boobs through her jersey, and she was letting him.

"Bus is bouncing a lot," whispered Leah Gotti.

"Could you sit on my lap?" Viswanath asked Leah Gotti.

Without hesitation, Leah Gotti sat on the lap of Viswanath. Then Viswanath started kissing on her face, on cheeks, and lastly on her soft petals of lips. Leah Gotti shivered, and she felt volts of current were flowing through her entire body.

Sure enough, Viswanath could see Nayanthara bouncing up and down on Abraham's lap. Abraham's hands were up inside Nayanthara's blouse, obviously feeling her breasts under the cloth. Her blouse along with bra was bunched up under her armpits. Abraham's head was right there...right where her breasts would be...her obviously naked breasts. Her saree and petticoat had been bunched up around her waist, and there was a scrap of red colored something hanging from around one of her ankles. They passed a series of beam of headlights of oncoming vehicles from opposite, and Viswanath saw that the red something was Nayanthara's panties.

Then Leah Gotti saw Abraham's head disappeared downward, and Nayanthara let out a wail "Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk." Abraham was eating her pussy.

Leah Gotti whispered in Viswanath's ear, "Man that is hot. Abraham has got it in her!"

Viswanath rose up, leaning over Leah Gotti, trying to see. Then a shaft of light crossed Abraham's lap, and Viswanath saw it.

Abraham's hard penis was penetrating Nayanthara's puffy pussy, right there on the bus. And Nayanthara obviously loved it. She was bouncing up and down wildly, moaning, and trying to kiss Abraham at the same time.

Leah Gotti felt her own pussy started to get damp. She felt something else too. She felt hands on her own tender boobs. Viswanath was feeling her up, she froze. She didn't know what to do.

She tried to say something...anything... "I can't believe they are doing that", she gasped.

Viswanath was squeezing her breasts with his big hands, "They are not the only ones, what's about us?" he said, "Stand up."

Leah Gotti felt him helping her stand. He turned her to face forward, and she had to step over his legs. Now, Leah Gotti was straddling on his legs, and his hands were on her hips. He stood up, and the front of his pants pressed into her right teen butt.

"Look at them," he said as his hands slid up under her sweater, and on to the cups of her bra.

Leah Gotti gasped with the feel of his warm hands on the skin of her stomach. But Abraham and Nayanthara were right beside her. Nayanthara was lying back on the seat, her legs spread, and Abraham was between them, his hips rising and falling in what were obvious fucking movements. Nayanthara's hands were on his naked butt, pulling him. As she watched Abraham gave out a big groan and pushed against Nayanthara.

"I am Cumming baby" he grunted.

 

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Then his penis obviously spat globs of sperm in Nayanthara's pussy, he kissed her long and hard.

Now both of them were clung together, and were silent. After sometimes, both of them were in deep slumber.

Right then Viswanath slid his hands under Leah Gotti's bra. He pushed it up of her breasts as his fingers found her sensitive nipples. He gave them a little squeeze, and pushed something hard against her butt.

Leah Gotti could not think. His finger felt so lovely on her nipples, and when he squeezed her nipples, it sent little electric shocks straight to that place between her legs, that felt so good.

"You want me to do that?" whispered Viswanath. His hands had found their way under her sweater again, and were rubbing all over her hot puffy boobs.

"I don't know," she whispered.

"Let me try it," he whispered right in her ear.

She shivered at the feel of his breath hitting her ear. "If you don't like it I will stop, OK?"

Leah Gotti felt herself being turned around. She sat down on the seat. Her skirt was flipped up over her tummy. She felt Viswanath's hands on her panties, pulling. She felt the cool air hit her pussy as her panties were pulled down and off. Big strong hands grabbed her knees, and then there was pressure, forcing her knees apart. She did not know what to do.

"Ohhhhh nooooooooo," she moaned.

Viswanath lurched upward, putting his hips between her knees so she couldn't close them. He kissed her, licked her lips, giving her lots of little kisses on the corners of her mouth, her cheeks, her neck.

"Remember, I will stop if you don't like it," he whispered. Then he was kissing his way down her body.

Leah Gotti held her breath. She started to push him away, to get up, and to cover her exposed pussy.

Then Viswanath's lips kissed her pussy lips, and his tongue slipped between them. He French kissed her pussy, sticking his tongue as far in her as he could get it, and rubbing his upper lip across her little teen clit. Viswanath's tongue was doing such wonderful things. Her hips wanted to move. They made little jerks off the seat as he feasted on her virgin pussy. Within three minutes she knew she was going to cum.

Viswanath seemed to be able to tell she was going to cum; his teeth found her clit, and bit it lightly. Leah Gotti's hips slammed up in to his face and she wailed her approval.

Leah Gotti got light headed. She thought she might explode. She kept out an explosive breath, "Awwwwwwww." Her pussy juices gushed out and falling on the face of Viswanath.

As she caught her breath Viswanath pulled her up and sat down on the seat. He pulled his pants down around his knees. His enormous cock was erecting upwards, rock hard and shiny in the passing lights.

He pulled her over him, making her straddle his knees. She sat down on his knees, where his pants were. His cock was right in front of her naked pussy. He grabbed her hand, and put it on his rampant prick. He showed her how to stroke it.

"Please, Leah Gotti, I just have to cum or I will explode," he said.

She knew how he felt, and she started pulling on his cock. It was awkward, in the position she was in. As she pulled it, it slapped against her leg, her thigh, just below her pussy. The bus hit a bump, and she shifted. Now his prick tip was touching her hot sticky pussy lips as she pulled on it. That felt too nice. She could not resist rubbing the tip of his cock right on her clit. He moaned when he felt hot slick pussy rubbing against his cock.

"Oh let me put it in Leah Gotti" he moaned, "Please, oh please let me put it in your...just a little."

Leah Gotti was hot. Viswanath was horny. She turned her head, to look at Nayanthara. Their second innings had started after sleeping for a while. Nayanthara was sitting on Abraham's lap just like Leah Gotti was sitting on Viswanath's lap, and she was bouncing up and down. Nayanthara was fucking.

Leah Gotti did not think about pain, about babies. She slid forward, letting Viswanath's hard cock prick in to her gaping wet pussy.

Viswanath did not really think Leah Gotti would let him fuck her. She was a virgin, after all. But when he felt her sliding his cock in to her hole then his instincts took over. His hands came up and grabbed her naked butt. He pulled. She slid. His big cock slithered right up into her teen pussy.

She was hot. She was tight. He was long and hard. His cock filled her pussy up like a hand fills up a glove. Her pussy sucked at his cock. Viswanath pushed his hard cock deep inside her virgin pussy, but it was very tight inside, it would not go deeper, her pussy muscles will not allow moving inner hole even an inch.

She felt pain and pushed him," Aaaahhhhhh...I am feeling pain... don't push more."

"OK, then you do one thing...I will not push rather you move your hips up and down as per your convenience, as per your wish how deeper you can take yourself at your own will...then only you will enjoy," he suggested.

"OK." She replied.

 

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Then she herself moved up and down for 8-10 times, and Viswanath felt that his cock had reached her womb area, and she was enjoying and the pain had receded.

"Yes ...so nice...yours cock is felt like a velvet hard roll running inside me... my first fuck in my life, what's a pleasant experience...Aaahhhhhhhh," she moaned.

Viswanath felt his dick is being grilled in fleshy passage without any hindrance.

Suddenly, Viswanath's cock flared and erupted, splashing thick white cum all up in her pussy. He gave a shove, and his prick spat a glob in her untried teen womb. He came hard and long. He pumped semen like fire truck pumps water.

Leah Gotti felt Viswanath's cock slide in to her, and again, she held her breath. It filled her. It stretched her. There was some pain at first. But it tickled something way up deep inside her that felt just fabulous and then it swelled up, and began spurting hot stuff inside her. She could feel each spurt. She could feel the heat. She could feel the wet. He was Cumming in her pussy. She leaned forward, and kissed Viswanath as his prick sputtered and spat its last few dribbles of man cum in her.

"Ohhhh thank you so much dear Leah Gotti," Viswanath groaned. "

"I should not have let you, an old man with a young girl like me" she said, looking him face to face teasingly.

"But the old man proved that he can out beat a younger man" said Viswanath with kissing in her rosy lips.

By the time they reached Mumbai, loads of hot thick spunk all up in the pussy of Nayanthara and Leah Gotti. They were just soaked with it, and when they got off the bus it ran down their thighs, there was so much.

The bus reached Mumbai in the morning around 7.00 am. All the passengers started to get down. Viswanath, Leah Gotti, Nayanthara and Abraham also got down with their baggages. It was an emotional moments for all of them. Nobody would ever forget the pleasurable experience they had in the bus.

The young girl, Leah Gotti clung to the 48 years old man Viswanath, kissing him in his lips, with tears in her eyes, said, and "I will never forget the first experience of my life."

Similarly, Nayanthara also embraced Abraham, kissed him on his lips, and said, "I may not get such young lover, and young cock further in my life. Please keep in touch with me...bye."

Then all of them bade farewell to each other and left for their destination.

to be continued...

 

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#Katrina Kaif

My name is Katrina Kaif. I am now 38, I have long straight, jet black hair , 5' 8, slim figure and full 34B bra size.

Men find me attractive, I've certainly never had problems catching their attention. Men compliment me on my looks, my eyes and my strikingly clear complexion. I hold a senior managerial job at my work and I dress accordingly, skirt suits, high heels, feminine, professional and well presented. When not in work I am what you would call a girly girl, I wear feminine clothes and try my best to be elegant and neat at all times.

After my divorce, I did what a lot of women do and concentrated on my career. I am good at my job, I enjoy it and I'm successful. I concentrated on it so much that I came to see the last few slutty years as a 'phase' that I just had to get out of my system. I had taken so much cock in such a short time I considered, that I simply didnt need any more. A second thought in my head however knew that that was a complete self-deception and as my following story will relate, I was correct, I was and probably always will be a cock hungry slut!

Financially and career wise I am doing very well. Large house, Mercedes in the drive and already the luxury of considering reducing my hours in the office. I lead a large office and have 4 Associate Directors reporting to me. My last few years had been about boardrooms and acquisitions, a corporate and executive focus.

About 2 years ago now, something changed and I decided I was a little bored focussing so much on work all the time. I had had a couple of dates with men and a little casual but dull, sex. I was not only bored but unfulfilled. I realised I still longed for cock, for submission and humilation. I began reading my favourite stories over and over again and experiencing some of my old familiar feelings stirring inside my pussy, I masturbated regularly as I read, getting off on my favourite stories of female submission, gangbangs and domination.

I decided to take it a stage further, I joined a sex chat site. It isn't a dating site, just one where men and women can talk dirty and indulge fantasies.

I just dabbled at first, chatting to a few guys, being a little flirty, then a little more dirty, indulging in a little slutty, dirty talk. Then guys started sending me dick pics. Mostly they were 10 to 12 inch monsters and I knew they werent really their real cocks but I love to look at them anyway and sometimes I will play with my fingers and dildo as I talk dirty and look longingly at some gorgeous hard cocks.

I soon started logging in each night and quickly advanced to sharing photos that my ex hubby and other exes had taken of me. I love to pose and have a range of photos in girly poses, secretaries, nurses, maids outfits. More often than not I'd end up in nothing but stockings and heels with a fat dildo wedged inside my pussy. I also have a few photos of me sucking dick, or taking a thick one in my cunt or my arse.

Giving strangers a full and easy view of my tits and cunt gave me my humiliation fix I craved and soon I was watching some guys jack off over pictures of me as I wound them up and urged them to climax while looking at my pictures. Often they cum over my pics as I watch and they tell me what a cheap and nasty slut I am, sometimes they send me pics back, often of their cum splattered all over my face, tits and pussy.

During the next few weeks and as you may imagine, I built up something of a fan club and soon had a number of guys contacting me on the site regularly and basically, just using me to get their rocks off. I thoroughly enjoyed this, a feeling of being a vitual slut for a group of guys and I loved the idea that I was helping a lot of lonely guys out there get some pleasure. I particularly targetted older guys, who a lot of people would regard as 'sad old guys' as I felt I was making their day/lives brighter and more exciting by being their virtual slut. A few guys stood out though and I developed a few favourites.

One of them was Jim.

Jim is in his early 50s, nothing special to look at, just under 6 foot, handsome but slightly podgy face, brown hair, blue eyes and clean shaven but by anyone's standards, distinctly average. As I was to learn a short while later and almost incongruously, he had a gorgeous cock, it looked magnificent when erect, slanting proudly upwards, with heavy balls hanging off it below. Jim has been married for over 25 years but to an unadventurous wife. As he has told me a few times, he hadn't had a decent blow job in years and was on the site himself looking for a bit of adventure. I was about to change that.

I often prefer to be dominated by guys that I dont find massively attractive. It helps my humiliation if I'm with a guy that others would say, "what's she doing with a guy like him?" and it helps too if I submit to guys who 'can't believe their luck' who 'women like me' wouldn't normally give the time of day to. Jim fit this bill perfectly, he was very 'ordinary' to look at, a bit plain, dull even. He was a mechanic, 'rough around the edges,' and in normal life, Jim and I live in completely different worlds.

Jim stood out on the site because he was so direct and forceful in his messages. He referred to me all the time as 'slut' for one thing. We chatted night after night, I told him some of my darkest fantasies and over the next few weeks we had essentially developed some joint fantasies, Jim was very clear about just what he wanted to do to me.

He shocked me one time by saying he was going to fuck me in all my holes and then make me go down on my knees in my own shower and piss on me! The comment almost took my breath away, I blushed in surprise but equally my pussy tingled between my legs. I'd seen videos of watersports, I dabbled a little in this, but never did it fully, I wasn't sure I could.

The feelings of lust at the thought of being peed on turned me on and repulsed me in equal measure. The slut in me said she longed to be humiliated like that, the business woman said how could she even think of demeaning herself like that?

The slut always wins eventually with me. I woke up one night horny as hell, I'd just had a dream about Jim hovering over me and a thick stream of pee stretching out of his flaccid cock and over me. I hated that it turned me on, but it did, and that very night, I rubbed my clit to a knee trembling orgasm in the middle of the night, resentful and thrilled in equal measure at being so turned on at being humiliated like that.

Jim and I continued to chat. I regularly shared any pics he asked for, pics of my tits, arse, cunt, often spread wide. He told me it was only right as sluts are not allowed dignity. We shared more fantasies. I told him my most extreme fantasies, how I would love to be a sex slave, signing all my money and property over to a guy who will then own me, put me in a collar and use and abuse me.

 

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Often as I would chat to him I would slide the thickest dildo I owned inside my cunt and slowly rub my cunt as I revealed to him both my body and my humiliating fantasies. In effect, I was already training myself to obey him, to be his **censored** slut.

As our chats continued, a dilemma then came up for me. Jim had repeatedly asked to meet...in real life...for a real dominating fuck!

The thought excited me so much but alarmed me as well. Jim was still a complete stranger after all. I didn't even know he was who he said he was. I was evasive at first and said I'd think about it. I hadn't joined the site to meet anyone, I really just wanted a quick turn on, an easy opportunity to feel like a slut for guys online.

As the days went on, I began to think of what a meeting might consist of. I always fantasised about two things in particular. Sucking Jim's cock as soon as I met him for the first time and taking him back to mine and allowing him to fuck me, especially I wanted his luscious cock forcibly up my arse, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Fellow submissive women will agree, there is nothing we like more to 'show us our place' than to be hard fucked up the arse. I absolute love it, I feel truly owned by a guy when he buggers me and fills me with cum. Its a true power exchange, the guy powerful and hard taking pleasure from your tight arse and in doing so, causing you such delicious pain as you give up your most initmate hole for his desecration and gratification, with the ultimate result being his cock injecting a load of jizz deep up your bum. Hmmm.

Anyway, this went on for weeks and I was in a mental confusion as to whether to meet him or not. I decided a few times to meet him for a coffee but bottled out each time and made excuses.

One night I made up my mind to leave the chat app for good and go back to my work-focussed world but that happened to be the same night as I had another filthy dream where I was on my knees slobbering dutifully over Jim's cock. When i woke up my pussy was soaked in excitement. I decided I was going to meet him, just initially to see if meeting him stirred up any real desires to be used physically by him as so many men had before.

I asked him for his number and we exchanged the following texts:

Me: OK, I'll meet. But just for a coffee and I reserve the right to leave.

Jim: Sure that's fine, but I know you want to suck my cock don't you?

Kat: Yes, I do want to suck it...I think...but...hmm...

Jim: So just do what you've told me you want to do, suck my cock, give yourself to me, let me own you, use you...

Kat: I do want that, but I don't know yet...I'm a little terrified if I'm honest.

Jim: OK, let's just meet for the coffee and we'll see what happens.

We did it, we arranged to meet. I took a day off work so it was early morning and a weekday and chose a place quite a few miles from where I live. I couldnt sleep at all the night before, images of me sucking cock and being fucked, even being pissed on by Jim kept swirling in my mind.

As I woke from my 'sleep', I nervously took a shower and found myself washing doubly hard in case I ended up getting naked for Jim. What was I thinking? We were only going for a coffee. I shook my head to remove the thought, dried myself and stepped out of the shower. As I got back to my room, I noticed I'd had a text. It was from Jim:

'Hey slut, see you at 10. Make sure you show some cleavage and wear black stockings and a shortish skirt. Its your first test.'

I blushed in indignation. Cocky sod! I was only meeting him for a coffee and here he was ordering me what to wear. My first instinct was to tell him where to go and the whole thing was off but you know what I did of course, I chose a low cut white top which showed off most of the top half of my tits and I unpacked a new pair of sheer black stockings which matched my black knickers.

I looked at myself in my bedroom mirror as I slid the stockings over my legs and realised how turned on I already was, my pussy was hot and moist!

I chose the shortest skirt I would dare to wear for work, well above knee length but just on the right edge of respectable and definitely long enough to cover my stocking tops.

I got in the car and started to drive. Several times I considered turning back and my heart was racing but I knew my desires, the throb of my pussy knew it too and I kept going, I had to see this through.

As I got to the car park of the agreed cafe and parked up, I felt I was going to be sick. My stomach was in knots and my head swimming, palms sweaty but pussy throbbing. I felt like a lovesick teenage schoolgirl and had to physically concentrate on making myself move forward towards the cafe.

As I approached the door I was also nervous that I hadn't even ever seen Jim in the flesh yet and wasn't sure I'd recognise him. That was solved easily though, as soon as I opened the door, Jim half stood up from his table and waved slightly. With a deep, anxious breath, I walked over to him.

"Hey slut!" he said, trying to sound domineering but I could tell he was nervous too.

"Hi Jim!" I said, almost coquetishly, struggling to make eye contact with him but at the same time trying to admonish him for being so brazen straight away.

"Shouldn't you be calling me Sir?" he retorted.

My head snapped up to catch his gaze, he was smiling, clearly teasing me.

I smiled back at him, pleased that the tension had been broken, "Not just yet, Jim!" I countered, but already quite excited secretly at that prospect.

We exchanged a little small talk for a few minutes. This was a little uncomfortable and was part of my dliemma in meeting him. This wasn't a date, I wasn't here for small talk, but, what was I here for?

Maybe Jim sensed my growing disquiet. He broke me out of it quickly.

"So, slut. You wearing your black stockings like I asked?"

I paused in a little shock at the directness of the question before stammering out, "Er...yes Jim."

He looked pleased. "Show me," he stated.

I looked round in a bit of shock, " I can't, not here...no..."

He could see I was a bit taken aback but luckily he took charge of the situation, "OK not here, but in your car...". With that we finished our coffees and he stood up and beckoned me to follow.

I felt like I was in a bit of a mental fog, a trance. I had only agreed to a coffee yet already he was leading me to my own car where I was going to flash him my stockings. Almost absent mindedly, I showed him which car was mine, he seemed impressed and whistled admiringly. My car was so flash it stood out even amongst the other 3 that were there.

I clambered in the drivers seat and unlocked the door for Jim, who got in eagerly. He didn't waste a second.

"Right, come on then slut, lift that skirt to your waist, show me those slut stockings!"

I blushed crimson and looked at him, trying to calculate whether I wanted to do this or not, perhaps I should ask him to get out and I should drive myself home. His expression was almost impassive, unyielding. He expected compliance. I complied.

I nervously took a deep breath and shifted in my seat, lifting my bum up in the air just enough to wriggle my skirt up to a bunch at my waist. I looked down myself at what Jim could see, my black stockinged legs on full view, my black knickers damp and moist. It wasn't just that he could see my stockings, in seeing I'd worn them for him, it was confirmation that I had obeyed his requests, he knew that too and he started to speak and act with growing certainty.

"Nice legs slut," he said, his hands reaching over to stroke my legs, his fingers grazing my knickers.

"Now get those tits out, right here in the car, show me, now!"

 

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I looked at him in shock, but it wasn't just shock, it was lust and shock. I had that mental fog I get sometimes when men give me orders, an out of body experience. My hands lifted to my blouse and unbuttoned it and with unseemly haste, I fished each of my tits out my flimsy bra in turn, allowing them to pour out in full display. It almost felt like I was exposing another girl's breasts for Jim to look at but as I looked at him again, my face hot and cold all at once, I could see in his expression that these were my tits he was gawping at.

"Nicest tits I've seen in years and just as good as they looked in your pics," Jim said distractedly, his hand leaving my legs and running across my tits, my nipples. It was his turn to be in a trance as he was almost hypnotised by the sight of my tits. I was ashamed and electrified but as he began to grope my tits, I was becoming self-conscious and checking to see no-one could see from outside, we were in car park after all. I was glad my windows were semi-tinted.

Jim snapped himself out of his reverie and remembered where he was. He had seemed to have a plan thus far and now he was going to get back onto it.

"You want this don't you Katrina?"

With my tits hanging lewdly out and stockings on show, I could hardly deny it. I didn't reply. I didn't have to. Jim took charge again, my gaze followed his movement, his hands moved down to his zipper. I stared, he unzipped. He fished his cock out with his right hand. He was so stiff he had to fold it carefully out of his pants.

"Oh fuck!" I said, totally involuntarily, as his big thick cock sprang into view, pointing straight into the air, demanding I suck it.

"Katrina, you want this. You are a slut, you need to obey, to serve. Start now, lean over and suck my dick now, slut!"

I was intensely turned on, I felt I was going to cum on the spot. My actions weren't my own, I simply lent over, opened my mouth wide to accommodate him and purred rather embarrassingly in pleasure as I felt the warmth of his cock head against my tongue and my lips.

"Oh yes, you dirty cocksucker!" he exclaimed, thrilled that I was actually goiing through with it. Not only going through with it, I was loving it. I was uncomfortable, my tits dangled below me into my gearstick and whatever else was down there but I didn't care, I wanted to suck Jim's luscious prick, I wanted to taste his cum at the back of my throat. Right here, in my car, parked up in a cafe car park.

I had my mouth wrapped right around his shaft so my face was basically in the crotch of his trousers but with some presence of mind, he suddenly pulled my head off his cock.

I snapped back into place in my chair, my mouth and chin soaked in spit and Jim's pre-cum. I looked indignantly at Jim as to why he had stopped me, he smiled in amusement seeing the frustration on my face at not being allowed to suck his cock.

"Wait a minute, you can suck it again in a minute, cocksucker!" and with that he waved his cock at me.

"I just wanted to give you a choice. If you suck me here and now and take and swallow all this cum I have here in my balls, then as soon as you've swallowed every drop, you will drive us both back to your place and I'm going to get stuck right up that cunt and arse of yours, your choice?"

With that, he waved his thick shaft at me again and waited for my response. It may have been a gamble on his part as I could have told him to fuck off as he was acting like an arrogant prick, but as I looked at his cock, almost hypnotised, he knew he had me.

I don't think I even replied, or even paused. I lent over, gripped his shaft and put it straight back in my mouth. I could think of nothing else than the feel of his prick in my mouth, his cum blasting the inner walls of my mouth.

I angled my mouth as best as I could to slide his cock down my throat, my tongue sliding on and ticking his veiny shaft. I felt him mash my tits with his rough hands beneath me as if he was milking a cow.

I was sucking eagerly like this for just a short space of time. The day had already been an intense turn on for Jim and I knew from how engorged his dick was in my mouth that he wasn't going to last too long.

He clamped my head in place urgently so I could hardly move, I adjusted my tongue so his cock could blast straight down my throat and seconds later he cried out in triumph as he pumped my throat with his seed. It felt like I was having to swallow a pint of fluid as I just lay there and took it all.

I don't remember everything, but I do recall him congratulating me on being the real deal cocksucker I had said I was and how this would be the first of many loads that he was going to power down my throat.

As I sat back upright, I had to wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as some of Jim's sperm had fallen out my mouth but I felt triumphnt too. I had just demeaned myself, sucking off an average older guy in a car park!

Despite my head and mind racing frantically, I had the presence of mind to realise I now had to ferry Jim back to my house for more cock. Luckily, Jim allowed me to pop my tits back into my bra and button my blouse up and roll my skirt back down to respectability.

Apart from the sheen of Jim's spunk on my face, I once again looked every inch the business woman.

On the short drive back, we didn't chat. I think we were both lost in thoughts about what had happened. For me amazement that I'd only met Jim an hour ago and already I could taste his salty cum that coated the inside of my mouth.

As well as that though, I decided how much I wanted this. Jim wasn't the dominant cocksure bastard I sometimes went for, someone like Nick who dominated me ruthlessly but, Jim had potential and he was the 'average older guy' that brought out my feelings of degradation that I loved.

Reflecting on what had just happened, I don't think Jim could quite believe his luck and that was just the attiude that turned me on. As I drove into my driveway I resolved that I was going to make it shamefully easy for Jim to take me, use me, fuck me hard, right now in my own house. After all, it was me who was the experienced one in these D/s antics.

I opened the door with a trembling hand, I knew what would happen and so did Jim. As I let him in and closed the door behind me. Instantly, he moved towards me, looking to strip me but I motioned for him to wait:

'No, let me do this,' I said. I walked away, my heart pounding as I took the stairs up to my bedroom. Jim motioned to follow me but I quickly asked him to wait there. I was sick with nerves but I knew exactly what I wanted to do, I wanted to humiliate myself for Jim and offer him my arse on a plate.

I took a jar of scented oil off my bedside cabinet and strode nervously back down to my lounge where Jim sat a little perplexed. I smiled nervously at him, showed him the bottle and laughed a little as he realised what was happening.

 

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I motioned for him not to approach, instead, I took his hands and pulled him to his feet. I instantly dropped to my knees and urgently pulled his cock out of his pants. Now this was underway, I wanted it to happen quickly.

I opened my mouth wide and for the second time today, swallowed Jim's cock. I gave him my best cocksucking, sliding my moist lips over the shaft of his cock, lapping at his thick balls with my tongue, popping it out and sliding my tongue over his shaft and head of his cock, looking up at him so he could see my wantoness, my willingness to be his cocksucker, looking at him knowing that in the next few minutes, the cock in my mouth would be speared up my arse.

Jim was enjoying it so much, he had told me how much he loved having his cock sucked and I could tell. I had to prise my mouth off him as I too was enjoying it so much but I wanted so much more tonight, I wanted to submit totally to him.

I popped his cock out my mouth, it was raging, hard, slick and angry. I took two steps over to the couch. I urgently pulled my blouse and bra off, I pulled my skirt up, pulled my knickers off, flinging them across the floor, they were very wet.

I took a deep breath and walked. back over to Jim, I gripped his cock and squirted as much oil on it as I could, stroking it in my hand until his dick was slick and slippery. My head was next to his, he could hear my nerves, my desire, my impatience.

"Jim, I'm going to get on all fours, lift my skirt up, oil my arse and spread it wide for you. i want you to make me your slut. Kneel in behind me, spear your cock up my arse and take me hard and deep...make me your slut...dont stop hammering my arse until you pump me full of cum...will you?

I knew I didn't need to ask, "Fuckin' hell, you dirty whore, too right I'm going to take your arse, first time of many!" he retorted.

I groaned in lust and quickly dropped to my knees, I lifted my skirt high over my waist and felt the clean air on my arse. I took a huge squirt of oil in my hand, rubbing it inside my arse, embellishing this by squirting it directly over my arse. I reached around and spread my arse cheeks wide open. I felt the oil running down my legs I had used so much, some of it running underneath my stockings, some pooling against my stocking tops.

I looked back at Jim and felt that delicious feeling I had all but forgotten, the humiliation of being on all fours in my own living room, spreading my arse for a stranger. A stranger who was stroking his thick cock, not quite believing what an easy slut I was. This was the image and the scene I had fantasised with Jim about, all he had to do now was to take his slutty prize.

"Come on Jim, please, fuck my arse!" I roared, as i continued to hold my arsehole wide open for him.

He didn't need further encouragement. I strained my head to watch him, he waddled across the floor a little comically as his pants were around his ankles. He sank to his knees and slid his cock over the top of my bum cheeks, sliding the slickness of his oiled cock against my own slick skin. I tensed, anticipating his hardness invading my bum but I had a while to wait yet, the bastard was going to tease me, he rubbed his cock over my arse, his balls pressing into my flesh and bouncing against me.

In a little frustration I let go of my arse cheeks.

"What are you doing? Keep that arse open wide, I'm going to fuck it when I'm good and ready!" roared Jim.

As frustrating as it was, I loved this too. Having to hold my bum open for his convenience. I did immediately, it was better this way, a slut takes a cock up her arse only when her man requires her to.

"So Katrina, this is it, there's no going back after this. As soon as I'm balls deep in your arse, you lose all say. I take your arse, your pussy as and when I want!" As he said this, he moved the head of his cock against my open arsehole and applied slight pressure so my bum just started to open for him a little. I braced myself for the delicious hard shaft of cock I was about to feel but there was more teasing, Jim was determined to enjoy the moment and enjoy my humiliation some more.

"Tell me Katrina, tell me that as soon as I slam my dick up your arse, you become my property, my whore, you'll be as easy for me to fuck as you are now. Any time I click my fingers you'll drop to your knees and plead to suck my dick...tell me..." With that, he pressed his cock up me a little further, i could feel his cock head just begin to stick in my arse.

"Tell me Katrina...!" he said again, poised to bugger me.

I was intensely aroused, I wanted fucking badly, I was enjoying the humiliation. If it felt this good with Jim humiliating me, then I wanted it, a lot. My mind was a mess, I knew he wanted a final submission from me and as my head swam with lust I gave him it;

"Yes Jim, fucking yes...Just fuck my arse please...I'll be your whore, your **censored** cocksucker, use me, own me...fuck...split my fucking arse in two..!"

I didn't know what I was saying and soon lost all power of speech. Enthused by my submission, Jim swatted my hands away from my arse so I fell into the couch and at the same time, he forced his cock as deep as it would go up my shitter, his hands on each of my cheeks forcing my vulnerable arse hole to yield still further.

I screamed, a little lust but a lot of pain. Despite the slickness of the oil, my tight arse wasnt ready and Jim's thick nob felt like a burning hot poker inside me already.

"Does that hurt slut?" he asked.

"Yes..agghhhh...yes, fuck, yes it does," I whimpered. It really did feel like a red hot poker.

"Do you want me to stop...or slow down...? he countered, all the time continuing to slide up my arse.

I did and also I didnt want to him to stop, it hurt like hell but I loved it.

"No, dont stop, use my arse...Oh fuck..." I cried, tears rolling down my face.

"Good girl, because you're my slut now and you'll take what I give you! I don't care if it hurts or not!" With that he gripped my hips tightly and forced his dick hard up my arse, so hard, I soon felt his balls languidly lolling against my cunt. As he gripped me, he now had his entire length inside my bum. Despite the fire in my arse, I felt his cock throb excitedly inside the tightness of my arsehole.