Friday, July 1, 2011
5:02 AM
hi my name is ali farhan.i m 21 years old with 5.9 height.i live in islamabad.i am lover of dis site.this is my true
story(believe or leave) abt my neihbour auntie ghazala.she was 35 at that time n i
was in my class 10th that time.she had 3 children(2boy 1girl).his husband was security
officer.i tell u taht me n my family often used to visit there in her home.
dis happens when her husband along with children left 4 gujranwala 4 two days and
she was alone at home.she called my mother 2 send me to her coz she wants 2
redecorate da house.so my mother gave me permision.when i was leaving my father
telephoned my mother to go to market 4 shoping as he had send the car.so my mother
left 4 shoping.i went 2 my aunt.as soon as i entered the house she was standing at
de door waiting 4 me.she was wearing simple shalwar kameez and dupatta.so she asked
me 2 help her in rearranging da furniture.i forgot 2 tell u that she was
38-30-36.very smart fair complexions white.so first we began from beds.
she took bed frm one side and i from other.as soon as she bend forward i locked at her neck while
lifting da bed.i saw black bra with da passage b/w two breasts leading 2 deep
valley.i began 2 feel strange feeling in my abdomen along with my cock.after
shifting one bed we proceded 4 da next bed.but my feeling at dat time was so strong
that my cock raised and i began 2 hide it from auntie.so as soon as we forward 4
next bed.i stand a side and said 2 my auntie.“auntie mujhe ap se kuch kehna
hai“.she said “han bolo“.while she busy herself with bed how 2 lift it.i moved
2wards her backside and with da little movement of my arms i grabbed her breasts
from backside and said“sorry auntie lekin mn apnay apko rok nahe saka“ she at once
moved detached my arms frm her and slapped on my face.“tmhain sharm na aai aisi
herkat krtay huay.mn tmhari ami se baat kroon gi“ i said “sorry auntie“ while
saying i grabbed her face and began 2 kiss on her lips.“dur raho mujh se“she gave
me a jerk but i have 2 tell u dat i possessed atheletic body so i began 2 lay her
on bed with convulsive movments.when i was able 2 lay her down as i faced lot of
slaps and abuse words but at that time i was mad.so i mounted her and began 2 kiss
on her lips with such pressure that she began 2 feel exausted.she said“peechay ho
jao wrna shor mucha dn gi“i said “khamosh rahen wrna ap ko pta bi nahe chale ga ap
k sath kia hua“i looked at her eyes as they bagn 2 dilate with shock so i grabbed
her both hands in my one handtook them 2 her back.thn i took her kameez n began 2
put it off “sorry auntie“ n ther lies two soft breasts under her bra i unhooked
her bra and began 2 suck her left breast and second was playing with my other
hand(as my other hand was grabbed with her arms) so i began 2suck her breasts lick
hers..kissed her on her lips.once i cut her nipple she cried `aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
plz farhan na kro plz yeh sirf kuch dair ka mza hai tm puchtao gey“ i said
“puchtain gi ap auntie“ then i began 2 untie her nala her eyes were appealing me
but i forgotten i freed her legs frm shalwar and there was my world lies b/w her
thighs a very clean shaved pussy i have never ever seen before.. i put my finger in
her cunt n i was surprise that it was wet.. i began 2 solace her with my finger and
lips on her juciy lips and dis time there wasnt any repulsion nor any resistance i
free her arms and she looked released from prisnor i hastened towards her legs
opened it and began 2 lick her pussy it was beautiful.i smelled it taste it and
began 2 chew it with ny madness she said “plz farhan chor do plz bohat ho gya
plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz“as her hands was on my head and were busy in deteachment with
slight and little force.. i kissed on her clit which was going 2 wet i began 2 suck
it with great force while sucking i saw her she was weeping with tears not loudly
but slightly..she was taking breadthmy tongue was moving inside her pisshole deeper
and deeper. i opened her vagina and began 2 struggle my tongue enough deep as i
could she cried plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhh ruck jaooooooooooooooooooo
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh after 15 mins of licking i stop it with a great and powerful
kiss on her vagina i opened my pant and my 6 inches sprung out i said“auntie yeh
krna to nahe chahie pr mera souck hai or majburi bhi“saying dis i entered my cock
inside hers and her vagina was so hot that i began 2 feel burning sensation..she
once again weep pllzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh bus krdo
mauf kr do aeinda nahe maroon gi nahe kuch kahoon giplzz aaaaahhhhh plzz baad mn aa
jana plzzzzzz baad mn a jana“ i began 2 fuck her with no t so much pressure but
trying 2 land my cock very deep so deep dat i feel that my cock was left
there……aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhgggggghhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrr i was caresing her breasts her
belly and bagan 2 su ck her lips..at da same time i kissed on her feet too my tongue
was rolling thru her toes. i cleaned her tears kissed on her eyes while fucking n
said “roya nahe krtay..waisy apka is tarhan rona acha laga“ she looked at me like
a girl of 5 yrs who have lost her lollypop and it was so nice 2 me that i would
never forget..“acha ab plzz bs kro ab dard ho raha
haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii“aftr 7 mins i laeve her.she was still lying on bed i
forward 2 kitchen took a glass of water and gave her she managed her in sitting
position and drunk it.. i tokk her bra took 2 her again hooked it on her breast she
said nothing..thn i took a wet towel and wanted 2 clean her vagina which was dipped
in flood as soon as i opened her legs she agained stats weeping “plzzzzzzz ab nahe
plzzzzz kis chiz ka badla lay rahe ho plzz“ i said “mn to just saaf kr raha tha
now stop weeping“ i clean her pussy gave afinal kiss on clit which she replied with
plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzsssssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhh i put her shalwar on her
legs bagan 2 tie her nala finally her kamez and dupatta i said “go to bathroom wash
face and then we should rearranged she followed my instructions as if i were her
lover.we re arranged furniture..and when i was leaving she said“thank u apnay meri
help ki“ “and what abt da incident??“ she closed her eyes and her face was red i
gave a mere kiss on her lips and left her..
after dat incident we r like frnds she didnt tell my mother.i discuss all my
girlfrndz affairs with her and she helped me 2 get thru and she never resist my
kisses on her lips and my hands on her breast or vagina though i never try 2 fuck
her again or 2 see her body naked but i hope when ever i feel discomfort she will
hep me 2 GET THRU!!
I'll start by telling you a bit about myself. My name is Gauri (Name changed for safety reasons) and I belong to Delhi. I graduated from an American University from where I completed my degree in fashion designing. I belong to a very affluent family and hence my family doesn't allow me to work. Like all affluent families, my family wishes to get me married at an early age too. My father gifted me a Mercedes Benz on my 18th birthday. This was just to provide you with an idea of how affluent my family is.
I'm 22 by the way, 5 feet and 8 inches tall, weighing 52 kgs and I am proud to have a very sexy body. My body stats are 34-24-26. I have a very fair complexion, with brown eyes and shoulder length brown hair. I have very delicate features. I've won many modeling competitions and have been a model for many products as a hobby. Overall I've been told I'm a gorgeous looking girl. I've always been the pretties of my girl friends. You would call me a rich spoilt snob if you ever saw me in public.
Being born in a very rich Punjabi family in Delhi, you're automatically chained for a list of things. For example not going out late nights, not interacting with boys, not drinking etc.. Although I never had a steady boy friend, I did lose my virginity to a friend in school. After which we had sex only a couple of more times and later I put a stop to it. Pertaining the circumstances of my family I never could get more opportunities for some easy unattached sex.
Although, I looked like a very innocent girl and gave an impression of someone who would never let a guy touch her before marriage, I was very wild inside and always wished I could explore more before I settled down finally. You may call me a slut or whatever, but I did want to experience a few things in my life. And one day I got such an opportunity.
One day I received a call on my cell phone, which seemed like a marketing call. A guy on the other end said that he was speaking from Hutch and wanted some information from me. Everyone is sick of such calls and hence I tried to do what was natural and said that I was busy and should call me later. To which he responded:
"Kya aap kissi aur ke saath eik raat guzarna chahein gi?"
This guy had a very uneducated touch to him and seemed from very low class strata of the society. Hearing what he said I was really amazed shocked and frankly very insulted. I replied,
"Excuse Me?"
He repeated himself and added:
"Kya aap kissi aur ke saath eik raat guzarna chahein gi? Extra pocket money ke liye?"
I still couldn't believe this guy on the phone and was speechless. I got furious and replied:
"What the hell are you saying? Is this a joke? Who are you?"
He replied back in a very calm fashion:
"Madam, mein eik agent hoon. Main shokeen larrkiyon ko shokeen larrkon say milwata hoon, lekin bilkul safe tareekey say. Iss say aap ke kuch paisey bhi bann jayein gey, aur main eik chotti si commission leta hoon. Saara intezaam main karwata hoon, aap ko sirf location par pohanchna hota hai. Ye koi joke nahin hai madam, hum sab ki sex ki zaroortein hoti hain aur main bass woh zaroorat eik safe tareekey say poori karwata hoon. Kuch aisi house wives hoti hai jin ko apney husband say satisfaction nahin mil paati aur main unn ko apni service se help karta hoon. Aap eik baar try kar ke daikhiye, aap baar baar karna chahein gi."
I still was speechless and didn't know what to say.
He carried on by saying:
"Madam aap kuch time soch leejiye, main aap ko kuch dinon mein phir phone karoon ga."
And he hung up!
My jaw was on the floor. I couldn't believe what all is happening in the world nowadays. I knew about prostitution but I never heard of something like this.
I completely discarded the idea as it was way too pathetic to take part in it. But after a while, at night, I started thinking about it again and got excited. Even if I wanted to do it, I was very scared to do something like this. Who knows what this was? It could be a scam, a joke, a way to blackmail me later or any of the other horrible possibilities.
But my cravings really made me think about it again. The concept of having sex with a complete stranger was very enticing. Anyway, after a lot of thinking over a few days I still couldn't decide what to do. Ultimately, I let the concept go.
After three days I got a call again from him. He said:
"Hello Madam, kuch socha aap na?"
I don't know what happened to me and I replied:
"Kya procedure hai? Karna kya ho ga? Aur aap ka naam kya hai?"
He replied:
"Maira name Baake Laal hai. Aur madam karna kuch nahin hai, bass eik din aap mujhey bataiye jab aao free hain main eik location aap ko bataon ga, aap wahan pohach jayein, aap ko larrka wahin miley ga."
That brought me to my next obvious question:
"Larrka kaisa hoga? Agar woh mujhey pehchanta huwa to? Main isset secret hi rakhna chahoon gi."
Since, I socialized in all the high society circles of Delhi, whether it was IAS officers or industrialists, I was very concerned about protecting my identity and this naughty endeavor. I assumed that people who would be paying for such things would be affluent people and hence it could cause a problem for me.
Baake laal replied:
"Madam main high level ka khilarri nahin hoon. Mairi fees bhi bohat kam hai aur aap ko bhi kam hi miley ga. Main sirf Rs. 200 kamata hoon eik meeting say aur aap Rs. 250. Aur location bhi main aap ke ghar say kaafi door rakhoon ga taa ke koi problem na aaye. Agar aap ko location pasand na ho, to main change kar doon ga."
Hearing him I was kind of shocked but also relieved. Thinking that a girl like me would be getting Rs.250 for a night was kind of appalling. I used to spend more on lip gloss than that. But this was also a very good thing for me as a person who can only afford around Rs.500 wouldn't really be a problem for me as he would probably belong to the low class strata, maybe a laborer or something. This did creep me out a bit as to what kind of men would they be? But I was excited as I always had a fantasy to be with such a person. For them it would be like finding a hidden treasure. I just wanted to live the old fantasy of the rich girl with the servant etc.
So I asked him:
"Kab shuroo kar saktey hain?"
He replied:
"Madam jab aap free hain mujhey bata deejiye, main arrangements kar ke aap ko phone karta hoon."
For me getting out on weekends was a big problem due to my family and also nights were banned. So I had to plan it for the week and during day hours. So I told him:
"Thursday ko subah 11 bajey?"
He then asked me about the location:
"Theek hai madam, kya Sonipat theek rahey ga?"
Sonipat is a satellite town to Delhi. It's a highly industrialized area and the type of crowd that lived there was of either the low or middle class. It was very far from South Delhi, where I live. I knew nothing about traveling there but I thought it would be safest option as the farther the better. So after a few moments I said:
"Theek hai. Par wahan kahan?"
He replied:
"Alka Hotel, Room Number 9."
I acknowledge that and we hung up.
I was very scared but also excited.
The day came and I made up a story at home and said I'll be late. I wore a full length black skirt, with a body hugging white top over it. Under the dress I wore all black lingerie. My nipples were still popping out but I didn't notice that till I was out of the house. I took my car and parked it at a market location and took a taxi from there as it's better than finding the place on my own, plus Sonipat isn't the place for a girl to be driving an expensive car.
After quite a drive I reached Alka Hotel at 11:10 AM. It was the most shaddy hotel I had ever seen. It was like a 30 year old building, which didn't look like a hotel from any facet. It was one of those dirty and creepy lodges which people name hotel.
When I entered the reception I saw a plastic foldable table on which a torn register was kept for signing in. Behind the table sat a short little guy who was wearing a dhoti and was having tea. His eyes lit up looking at me and I could see the lust in his eyes. He couldn't stop looking at my breasts. I asked the slimmy bastard:
"Room number 9 kahan hai?"
He pointed the finger to the left and I started walking there. I was able to find the room after some inspection. It had cobwebs over the windows and a turmide infested door. The entire place smelled of pee and I was nausea. I was extremely scared of finding someone I knew behind that door and I almost turned back. But then I pulled myself together and though that it was then or never. So I knocked on the door and after a few moments the door opened.
We both couldn't stop looking at each other. We both were absolutely shocked to find each other. The guy was wearing a dhoti, a sky blue kurta which had pan stains on it, and slippers. He was a Muslim and had a beard and wore one of those white caps on his head.
He smelled like he never had a bath in his life and was chewing something filthy. He was a huge guy, maybe 6 feet 2 inches and probably weighed more than 90 or 100 kgs. He wasn't muscular but huge. He had a ponch coming out, which is typical to orthodox Muslims. He gave me a top to down look and gave me lustful slimmy smile. It was like his dreams came true that he got the princess of the kingdom for his pleasure tonight. He said:
"Aa jaa, andar aaja."
I walked in the room. It was a very small room. With a wooden bed, maybe 50 years old and a dirty looking bed sheet over it. There was a small little bathroom where I could see cockroaches crawling. It was an Indian toilet and not a western to my despair. The room also had a small wooden sofa set and a small plastic table. The room was lit by a tube light and it gave it a very gloomy look. There was a bottle of alcohol kept on the table, maybe Indian alcohol with some namkeen. The guy said:
"Aaja baith. Maira naam Raza hai. Piye gi kuch?"
I replied:
"Nahin. Thank you. Maira naam Gauri hai."
Raza said:
"Tu tu poori maim sahab hai. Kya baat hai. Khoob maza aaye ga."
I almost threw up!
To my amazement, looking at me he starting scratching his crotch. He then gulped down a good 50 mL of whatever crap he was drinking. I then sat opposite to him on the bed. I was wondering where the hell am I. I was rethinking what I am doing. I thought a number of times to just run out of there but didn't have the guts. While I was in the middle of these thoughts, Raza got up and said:
"Chal shuroo karein?"
I got up immediately and said I had to go to the bathroom.
I locked myself in there and just stared in the mirror. I didn't know what to do. But then a part of me wanted to do it with him. It would be like giving food to a starving guy. He would just gulp it down. I knew he would just eat me up, and FUCK ME like an animal.
A part of me wanted that. So I decided to go for it. I removed my skirt and my top. I was in a black bra and a black panty. The bra revealed a lot of my breasts. The panties just clanged on to me in the correct places, making me look irresistible. I took a deep breath and unlocked the door and walked out.
Raza was staring at me with very greedy eyes and I could see him drooling. He started to scratch his dick more and then he gave it a nice squeeze. I guess he wasn't wearing anything under his dhoti. He gulped down more of that alcohol and then came close to me. Immediately he squeezed one of my breasts and then both of them. He pulled me towards him and started kissing me on my neck and worked his way up to my mouth and pushed his tongue in. I could taste his pan masala in my mouth and my tongue and when he moved his mouth to my neck again, I still had a little bit of his masala in my mouth. I spitted it out. My mouth was all red too.
He then pushed my bra down and started sucking on my tits. I have pink nipples and the perfect shape. He started getting wilder and started to bite them. I started screaming as it hurt and asked him to stop, but that just made him go wilder and harder. I was squeezed in his arms and he was eating up my breasts. He then picked me up and threw me on the bed. I felt like a little lamb in front of a hungry lion. He took off his dhoti and I saw the most disgusting thing in the world. His dick was so ugly and was surrounded with so much pubic hair that it looked like a jungle there. He was very hard and had a bloody huge dick.
I don't know what was it's actual length as a lot of it was hidden behind the pubic jungle, but the part that was out of it must be at least 8 inches. So even if it was 2 inches under his jungle, which must be, I had a massive 10 inch dick to slaughter me. He was completely naked and then he asked me to come to the edge of the bed and suck his dick. He said:
"Idhar baittho maim sahib. Aur choosna shuroo karo."
It was a very huge dick. There was no way I could engulf the entire thing in my mouth. Not to forget it's size. But whatever I thought, didn't matter, as he just held me from my hair and positioned my mouth in front of his dick and pushed my head towards it. I took around 3 inches of it in my mouth and my jaw started hurting like crazy. I was in agony. It's no surprise that it smelled like pee and I started throwing up on his dick. But he didn't stop. Then he said:
"Arrey itney say kya ho ga. Abhi to itna saara bahar hai. Pura andar ley"
So he kept on pushing and I was gagging over his huge dick. The dick had reached my throat, I had tears coming out of my eyes and spit out of my mouth, which was dripping all over the floor and my body, and of course Raza's dick. While I was sucking him, he kept moaning and saying:
"Aur andar ley saali. Aaj tujhey dikhata hoon chudhai kya hoti hai."
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