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Driver’s Virgin Wife Seduced

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s1600/sexbook.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s320/sexbook.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">This happened in the 3rd week of Jan this year. My old driver had asked his nephew (Raja) from his hometown in UP to replace him while he was on his annual vacation for 2 months. Raja had a regular job and used to drive for a Honda City for transpoter in UP. But, 2 days before he had to join duty, he had got married and had agreed to the 2 month replacement job, as he wanted to ‘honeymoon’ in Mumbai with his just-married wife. Besides the money I was offering was almost double than what he earned in UP.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span id="more-1058" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Raja and his newly married wife arrived at our house early on a Saturday morning and after a brief introduction by his uncle to take over, my regular driver left for the station. I noticed that Raja was about 24 – 26 years old and looked childish. His newly married wife wore a burka and a viel covered her face. When my wife asked her somehting she would either nod or shake her head. She was obviously brought up in an orthodox ****** family and seemed shy. I was told later by my wife that her name is Nasreen. She seemed to be about 5 ft tall and thin as a wisp. The only exposed part of her body which I got a glimpse of were her mehendi covered hands. Her skin was so white that it looked pale.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">My driver had told me that Raja had been driving on the highway and in cities for over 7 years and was a good driver and that’s why he was confortable leaving him with me. My wife and I had planned to go to our Panchgani hill-station house for 2 weeks on a vacation. I asked Raja to start loading the car with our luggage and his wife started helping my wife to get together our stuff and taking it to the car.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">In an hour after their arrival we started out 4 – 5 hour drive from Mumbai to Panchgani. Raja and his wife were in the front seats while my wife and me sat behind. I noticed that though Raja was unfamiliar with the roads, he had good control of the car and adjusted quickly to my car and its controls. On the expressway he nudged the car to 140 kmph with my permission. My wife told Raja to tell his wife that she could get comfortable by removing her burka if she liked. Raja coaxed his wife, but, she wouldn’t listen and kept both burka and head gear on.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">We reached Panchgani without incident by 3 pm and opened out small villa and started making ourselves comfortable. we had a small out-house for the help and I showed Raja the place where he and his wife would stay. He seemed happy with the small, but, neat digs. After stashing their belongings. Both Raj and his wife came to the main house to us clean-up and get things started. My wife got Nasreen to help in the kitchen and I got Raja to help me take – off the cloth covers from the furniture and also to unpack everything.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I went to the kitchen for a glass of water and noticed that Nasreen was washing some utensils and she had taken off her head gear and had lifted her burka so that her face and forearms could be seen. It was a huge surprise. I had somewhere in my mind imagined that she would look like a plain-faced small town / village girl. However, I was completely wrong. Nasreen’s face was simply put – Angelic. She had a white translucent skin, a straight-small and sharp nose with a small gold nose-ring, her lips were light pink, she had big round almond shaped light eyes (I couldn’t figure out the colour). She was not pretty, she was just beautiful. I saw all this in about 3-4 seconds. As soon as she saw me in the kitchen, she hurriedly pulled her head gear over her face. My wife and I smiled at each other seeing her struggle. My wife mildly scolded her saying that she was not in her village or infront of her father-in-law. It was ok for her remove her brka otherwise she would find it tough to work. As I left the kitchen, Raja came in and spoke to her.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">An hour later, my wife got a call on her cell from her mother. Apparently, her mother’s younger sister had slipped in the bathroom and had injured herself badly. Somehow she had managed to crack 3 ribs, fractured her elbow and was thorowing up blood. She had been very close to my wife and had been asking for her. My MIL wanted my wife to come immediately to the hospital as it looked pretty serious. We discussed and it was decided that Raja would drive my wife to mumbai immediately, even tough it was almost 7 pm.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Raja had taken Nasreen to the out house. Probably to placate her as she must have shown her discomfort. My wife also went and explained to her that they would be back the next day. I too joined them and told Raja in front of Nasreen that in case she doesn’t want to work in the house till he came back, she can stay in the out house food etc can be ordered from the market. After almost 30 minutes of discussiong, convincing and a bit of crying, Nasreen finally agreed and my wife and Raja left.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">As soon as Nasreen saw the car leaving she went to the outhouse and closed the door. I went into the villa and poured myself a stiff vodka-tonic. I called one of the local restraunts who knew us and ordered 2 thalis for home delivery and pack of chocolate ice cream.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I then started to dream about Nasreen. Her face was haunting me. Her virginal lips were so….so…..inviting. Her skin was maddeningly alluring. What I wouldn’t give to touch her, kiss her, feel her, hold her…..love her. While me mind was telling me ‘Gosh you’re mad, she’s just got married a day back’, my dick was yelling out aloud saying ‘Go for her….seduce her….Go for her’.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Next part after checking the response…..</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">With these evil thoughts, I sipped my drink thinking of a plan to seduce Nasreen. I had not got a chance to check-out her figure as she was always covered with that black loose burka. However, the burka could not completely hide her tits. I had noticed that when she stood straight there was a slight protrusion which meant she did have a nice pair of lovely boobs. God, how I wanted to see those milky – white tits !! I was going mad for sure. I started wondering if Raja had actually deflowered her…….She must surely be a virgin.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I finished by second vodka and changed into a pair of my briefest shorts and a T-shirt. I purposely wore the shorts as they barely covered my dick and balls when I sat down. If I got an erection, my dick would surely pop out. I then made a cocktail of orange juice, with about 120 ml of vodka topped with a sugar and some mint leaves and ice. I also, took out a strip of my wife’s sleeping pills and crushed 2 pills finely into a powder and mixed it into the vodka cocktail.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Then I took the cocktail to the outhouse and knocked on the door, calling her name. She opened the door. She was still wearing the burka and the face cover and was looking down waiting for me to say something. So I told her that memsahib has said that you must be tired and thirsty and had asked me to bring you some orange juice. She took the glass from my hand and was about to close the door. I told her to wait and said that I had ordered 2 thalis for dinner from the hotel and that after she finishes her juice she can come to the kitchen and lay my food and eat dinner herself. She just nodded. I left.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Now on my 3rd vodka, just thinking about her, I was getting a hard-on. I was restless and couldn’t help taking a peek from the window at the outhouse. When was she going to come, I wondered impatiently. Then I heard a 2-wheeler coming up to the gate. I took out some money form my wallet and went out to take the dinner parcel and the ice cream.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I kept the several paper bags which contained the 2 thalis on the kitchen table and shoved the ice cream in the fridge. It had been almost 30 minutes since I had given Nasreen the cocktail. Had she drunk it or thrown it?? I went to the window again to see if the outhouse light was on. Just then, as if on cue, she opened the door and came out. She still wore the entire black cover and the empty glass was in her hand. I noticed that she was having trouble closing the outhouse door. I watched discreetly as she managed to close the door and then noticed a slight wobble in her walk as she walked up to the main house. I picked up a magazine and sat down on a sofa with my legs up, partially showing my exposed balls and thighs and legs, which would be in full view as Nasreen would enter the house. Since I was pretending to read the magazine, I had held it up in a manner so that she would not be able to see my face nor me hers. I was looking from below the magazine to see her movements when she came in. I saw that as she came through the door, she leaned on the doorway with her free hand trying to steady herself. I was sure now that she had drunk the entire cocktail which was quite potent. Not being used to alcohol, it must have hit her quickly. Nasreen was definitely intoxicated. I saw the lower part of her body hesitate for about 30 seconds at the dooray and then moving towards the kitchen. She probably must have been shocked to see me in my shorts with my legs, thighs and balls exposed. Then I heard the kitchen tap being opened and the sound of water flowing. I got up and went to the kitchen entrance and peered inside.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Nasreen was stading at the kitchen sink. She had pulled up her face cover and was splashing water on her lovely face. She noticed that I was in the kitchen and looked at me for a second and then looked down. I wanted to break the ice firmly with her and told her in a firm and slightly stern tone in hindi.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">See, Nasreen, you don’t have to weat that burka when you are in the house. You may burn or hurt yourself while working. Also, please open your mouth and speak when someone is talking to you, ok. She simply nodded her head and kept looking down. I asked her then that she looked pale and whether she was ok. She had put both her hands on the kitchen table and I could see that she was making an effort to keep standing. She was drunk. Her face was still wet, so I took out a napkin and went across and gave it to her. She took it and started wiping her face. God, she was petite and lovely. My dick was stirring and I knew that I would not be bale to control it. I knew that I had to be a bit bold. So I pulled out a chair from the table and caught her shoulder and told her firmly to sit down, saying that she looked tired. She shook her head in protest but with my hand pushing her shoulder down she sat down. I told her that she does not look well and that she should eat something. I could see sweat on her and felt her forehead and told her that she has a slight fever and that she must take off her burka. She shook her head. I just went to her and started pulling her burka saying that she will fall ill and she should be silly. She tried to protest a bit and finally the words ‘no….no’ came out of her mouth. I made her stand and kept attempting to remove her burka. She realized that I will not listen to her, so rather than me take it off, she said….sahab, I will do it’. Then she turned her back to me and on unsteady feet took a few minutes and removed her burka while I started opening the paper bags which had dinner.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">When she had removed her burka, I was taken aback to see Nasreen. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined………. She was wearing a white colout salwar kameez with some sort of golden work on the neck, arms and edges. The white material was pitifully thin and her white bra could be seen. She had henna designs all over her hands, forearms and feets. The henna was dark and looked like tattoos on her smooth skin. Her breasts were abnormally large in comparison to her thin and lithe body. Her neck was also abnormally long and her face was simply angelic. She had a small mouth with a thick lower lip, a pert straight nose and big dark black eyes. She had worn a dark lipstick and small gold earrings hung from her ears. Her hair was jet black, thick and reached till her waist. Her waist was so thin I reckon it couldn’t have been more than 22 – 23 inches, from where her wide hips flared out to her firm buttocks. Her slim white legs could almost be seen through the thin, see-through salwar material. I could clearly see her white panty. It seemed to me that she had probably dressed for her maiden night (suhaag raat) !!</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">She had her back to me and was trying to tie her long hair into a bun, clumsily. She could hardly stand and was swaying badly. I went behind her and got a whiff of Indian scent (attar). It was intoxicating. How I wished I could tear her clothes off and just fuck her hard and fast. How I wished I could open her virginal legs apart and lick her pussy and suck out all her pussy juices !! Oh mama !!!</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I asked her if she was thirsty and she nodded her head. I again took her by her hand and made her sit down on the chair. Then I poured another orange juice with a about 60 ml vodka and some ice and mint leaves and gave it to her. Meanwhile, she had kept her head down on the table and had almost dozed off. I shook her and asked her if she was ok. She nodded and took the glass from my hand and drank half of it in one gulp. I told her to take it easy and put my hand on her forehead as if to feel her temperature. While doing this I was standing directly in front of her seated form and I knew that her eyes were at almost the same level as my dick. By now, my dick was semi-erect and had reached a length of about 6 inches and about one inch was popping out from below my shorts. I was sure that my dick smell was hitting her nostrils and she was probably getting a good view too. She muttered ‘Sahab…mein theek hun…’ and then drained the rest of her cocktail. Poor girl, little did she know that now she would be really zapped. I asked her if she was hungry and she said no.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Again she put her head down on the kitchen table. So I went and stood behind the chair and told her that she must be tired from the journey and that is why she was feeling ill. I told her not to worry and to relax as I will give her a little massage. She lifted her hand in protest and managed to say ‘sahab…nahin….humko paap lagega’. Nahin sahib, hum theek hai…’</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I wasn’t in the mood for listening. I just made her sit up and started slowly pressing her head. She was trying to remove my fingers from her head meekly in protest saying ‘nahin sahib….nahin sahab’. I kept pressing her head mildly and then gradually came to her neck and back of the neck. As I started pressing her neck, her protests stopped and she closed her eyes and her head hung forward and her shoulders went loose and slumped. I knew that she was almost asleep. I started pressing her shoulders. She was so delicate that I thought if used a little more pressure her bones would break. Her skin on my hands was like electric. The skin was soft and texture amazing. I had a raging hard on now. My dick was fully erect and had found its way out of my shorts and was sticking out a good 3 inches. As I kept massaging her neck and shoulders, I pressed against her and allowed my dick to press against her back lightly. Then I slowly and carefully, to gauge her level of intoxication, lightly brushed my fingers across her breast. Her tits were real firm and tight. She didn’t react and her eyes were still closed. The neckline of her kameez design had a small slit on the top. I opened the neckline wide and was able to see her bra-encased milky white breast…so full….so firm and ripe as 2 large pears. I slowly slipped one hand into the front of her salwar and carefully cupped one breast … Oh my…oh my …. Oh my, it felt like heaven. I looked for a reaction…..none. Nasreen was obviously drunk and in a deep stupor. Now I knew I could do anything with her. The approx. 180 ml vodka and the juice had done its works on her virginal and unpolluted system.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Now I was real hot ! My lund was oozing precum. I lifted Nasreen off the chiar and took her to the bedroom and laid her out on the bed. Then I went and closed the front door and drew all the curtains. I came back to the bedroom and aw that Nasreen was lying exactly how I had left her. I made myself another vodka and sipped it looking at Nasreen lying completely helpless out there and completely at my mercy. Her breasts were heaving up and down with her breathing. I went to her and turned her on her side and unzipped her kameez exposing her back till her panty. Her skin was amazingly smooth. I licked her back, it tasted a bit salty, I just loved it. I quickly managed to get her arms out of the kammez and without much effort took it off. My God, she looked so petite, so hot, so yammy, that I could eat her. I opened the knot of her salwar and eased it off her. She must have weighed not more than 45 kgs. Her smooth white slim legs seemed to have been waxed recently. Then I took off her panty and saw the most lovely, most sexy pussy, I’ve ever seen. She was clean shaven, not even a stubble. Her pussy was closed and small and seemed to positioned slightly lower than normal. As soon as I spread her legs a little and her pussy opened a bit, I got a whiff of her pussy smell….Oh so heavenly !! It was light pink on the outside and dark pink inside. I had to control myself from mounting her and roghly shoving my dick in her. My lund was screaming for action. I took of my shorts and freed my lund. It was so hard now that it was hurting. I then took off her bra and out came those fabulous, untouched, firm and hard breasts. While admiring them, I saw that her small light brown nipples were contracting and then started standing up and out. Maybe the cold air acted naturally on them. It site was un-imaginable and I could not resist.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I cupped one breast and covered the other slowly with my lips………oooooh my my, the salty taste and the hard nipple on her firm breast was making me drunk. I could keep sucking her forever, her nipples were incredible. She stirred a bit and I released her nipple. She suddenly sucked in a deep breadth and then slumped again in stupor, letting her body go loose. My dick kept rearing itself up and down, as if telling me that it wanted action. So I thought why not see is I can insert my dick n her lovely mouth. I turned her on her side facing me and gently moved her face near the edge of the bed. I then slowly tried to insert my thumb in her mouth to prise it open. I could see her pearly whites and her mouth was opened to accommodate my thumb but not my dick. I tried again slowly and carefully, but no matter how much I tried, I knew that her mouth opening was too small for me to insert my lund into it. I tried an idea. I gently pinced and shut her nostrils with my thumb and forefinger and voila, automatically, her mouth opened a little more and I quickly managed to keep it wide with three fingers. Then I slowly brought my lund to her lips, keeping one finger on her lower teeth and rubbed my lund against her lips. I couldn’t wait any longer and tried to shove my dick inside. Looking at her mouth half open and the head of my lund almost inside her small mouth was real erotic. Her teeth were hurting my lund. So I once again pinched her nostrils and her mouth opened a bit and I shoved in my lund head inside. I could feel her tongue moving slightly and knew that she may awaken, so I took out my lund.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I then made her lie flat on her back and parted her legs, opening her pussy. I took my time smelling her pussy and then started licking her clit. In less than a minute, her clit was standing up proudly and sticking out almost a centimeter … WOW !! This was unexpected. I parted her cunt lips and peered closely and clearly saw her hymen. Shit !! She was a virgin. This was a complication. Her cunt looked so inviting. I went back to sucking her pussy and pushed by tongue as far as I could till her hymen. I sucked for more than 10 minutes till my heart’s content. All this while my lund was getting impatient. I thought, let me try and see till where I can penetrate her. So I put a pillow under her slim ass and parted her legs and positioned myself sitting on my haunches with my dick at her pussy opening. I parted her pussy walls and pushed my lund inside. It went in less than half an inch and then stopped. Her hymen was not allowing my lund to go further. I wondered why God had given a hymen to women, it was such an inconvenience. I also knew that if I had forcibly broken her hymen, she could bleed and both she, Raja and everyone else would know what may have happened. So I started so lightly rub my lund against her pussy and clit in a fucking motion. I was so aroused for the last hour or so, that I had a massive orgasm in less than a minute of rubbing against her virgin cunt. My cum was all over her pussy and lower stomach. She was stirring again. I let her calm down and then cleaned her up with wet tissues from head to toe.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Then I took out my wife’s insulin pen and the spirit drenched cotton wool. I sensitized her upper arm and poked Nasreen with the needle of the insulin pen, thereby making a small and visible puncture on her arm. Then I put a small sticker tape on the needle puncture. Before covering her with a blanket I took a few shots of her naked body, breasts & pussy close-ups (for insurance, in case she or her husband made any major fuss). I covered her with a blanket, switched-off the lights and went to the guest bedroom to sleep. I picked up all her clothes and under garments and kept them folded neatly on the bed.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">At 5-30 the next morning, I got a call from my wife saying that they had reached safely and were at the hospital. She had not been to see her aunt as she had been operated and was in the ICU. Wife reckoned that she would have to stay for at least 2 days and only then would she be able to consider coming back. I told her not to worry and then told her that Nasreen had taken ill the previous night and had developed a high fever. I said now she was sleeping and that I had gone and got a lady doctor from the town at night who had attended to her and had given her a shot. I told my wife not to tell Raja as he would then be worried and want to come back. My wife asked me to take good care of her and we signed off.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I went to see how Nasreen was doing and saw that she was fast asleep, lying on her side. The blanket had come open and her lovely ass was exposed and I could see part of her pussy between her ass-cheeks. It was a heavenly sight. I let her sleep and went to make breakfast. At 7-30 after having breakfast I went to check on her again and found that she turned again and now lying on her side facing the bedroom door. I knew that by now the effects of the alcohol and pills must have worn off and I could wake her up. So I shut the bedroom door and then knocked on it sharply from the outside, calling her name and asking if she was ok. Then I heard a loud scream. I opened the door and barged into the room and saw Nasreen standing near the bed, her back to me, with one hand holding the blanket trying to cover herself frantically. What must have happened is that with my loud knocking she must have got up and found herself naked and that too in a strange room and bed. She probably freaked and jumped off the bed with a shriek and then hearing the door open, she tried to cover herself quickly. As she was trying to cover herself I saw her stumble and trip on the blanket and fell on the carpeted floor. As she fell trying to break her fall with her hands, the blanket came off and she was flat on the ground lying stark naked in front of me. Her legs were apart and her pussy was exposed. She looked a real exquisite sight. She realized her state and quickly shouting ‘oooh maaaa’ took the blanket to cover herself. As I neared her she kept saying ‘sahab….sahab….kya hua’. Then she fainted. I got worried and picked her up and put her back on the bed. I took some water in my hand and splashed it on her face. She revived in few seconds and opened her eyes and once again the scream. I put a hand lightly on her mouth and firmly told her to stop screaming. Her eyes were wide open looking at me with fear.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I told her quickly that last evening she was not well when she came to have dinner. She had fever and then she had fainted. So I made her sleep in the bedroom and gone on the cycle to the market and brought a lady doctor to check her. The lady doctor had undressed her and put ice towels all over her body and her fever was very high and had given her an injection in her arm. I showed her the tape on her arm, which she looked at with disbelief, trying to cover her arm. Then I told her that if she’s better, she should put on her clothes and come and have something to eat and drink and as she had not eaten since last night. Then I turned and left her alone to think and wear her clothes and come out.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">After about 15 minutes, Nasreen came out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen. I had kept a cup of tea, a glass of water and 4 slices of bread and some cheese, tomato and cucumber slices, on the kitchen table. I said to her loudly from the living room, that she should drink some water and then have some naashta as the doctor had advised. I heard some noise of a plate, etc. After pretending to read the magazine again. I waited 10 minutes and went to the kitchen. She was standing at the table and seemed to have eaten almost everything. She was just finishing the tea. When she saw me, she picked up the plates and went to the sink and started washing them. I went and sat on a chair at the table and asked her how she was feeling. She just nodded her head not looking at me. I knew that this was the chance to break the ice properly with her and that it could only be done if I told her something shocking.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">In a firm and authoritative voice I said in Hindi -</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Look Nasreen, you don’t have to be shy of me. Last night you were very sick and by chance I was able to find a lady doctor who came here and with my help she was able to bring your fever down from 105. But, we were very worried. The doctor could not handle you alone and needed my help. I had to help her take off your clothes so that she could put ice towels all over your body to reduce your fever. You don’t have to be embarrassed or worried, I will not tell your husband that I have seen you naked. It will be our secret. Don’t worry. I spoke to my wife this morning and Raj and she will be bale to come back in 2 days. The doctor says that you have an infection in the place from where you pass urine. This infection has probably happened when someone must have shaved you down there. The doctor says that you must be very careful when shaving in that part, if the blade is bad or the finger dirty, you can get an infection easily.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">As I was saying all this Nasreen was looking down and her face had gone scarlet red. She had never expected that her husband’s boss would have ever been able to look at her naked body. If Raja ever came to know, knowing how things are in their community and how easily men divorce their wives, he would surely leave her.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Then I told her,</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">You should take rest and the doctor will come again in the evening to see you. There are some medicines that I have to go and buy for you. I cannot keep coming to the outhouse to see you, so you go to the guest bedroom there and take rest. I will also get some things to eat for you. I am going now and will be back in an hour. In case you become ill again and need me, here is a spare mobile phone on which my number is opened, all you have to do is press the green button and it will dial me and you can call me. Should I go now? She nodded.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I left on the cycle and went to the market. As I returned, I saw the outhouse door had a padlock on it and the guest room was door shut. In the kitchen everything had been cleaned and was in order. SO was everything properly cleaned up in the living room and my bedroom. She had taken out new sheets and made the bed. Nasreen had been busy while I was away. I knocked on the guest room door and she uttered ‘haa sahab’. This was the first time she had actually communicated with me and it was a positive sign. I went in and saw that she had put on a new colourful salwar suit, her hair was tied up neatly and she was standing near the bed. I went near her and felt her forehead. She winced a little and I said to her that she seems ok, but, better have your medicines. I took hold of her wrist and kept a finger on her pulse and checked her pulse with my watch. She asked me ‘aap doctor hain?’ I laughed and said ‘nahin, leking agar tum aise hi bihar rahi to mujhe doctor banna padega, tumhe theek karne ke liye’. She smiled for the first time since we had met. I saw that she was much more comfortable with me now.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I told her that I had got some lunch and that she can go and lay the table and we will eat. She said she will serve me lunch but she will eat in the outhouse. I told her sternly that she may fall ill again so she will have to eat with me, no arguments. She quietly went to the kitchen and laid the plates and table in a crude but neat way for me. I noticed that her plate was kept on the kitchen slab. So I picked up her plate and kept it next to mine and made her sit next to me and told her to eat, again firmly. I was beginning to understand her mind now. One had to be a little firm with and she would listen. Basically she was scared and wary of me. However, she was gaining in confidence slowly and I had a feeling that in character she would actually be quite bold. She knew that I had seen her fully nude last night and she knew that I must have helped the doctor putting wet towels on her body. For an Indian, girl just married, a virgin and that too from a small town, this was probably her worst nightmare. But, she seemed to have got over it. We had a pleasant lunch and I put her at ease with a few jokes and funny anecdotes. After lunch, she cleaned and washed up. I then poured the rest of the powdered sleeping pills from the pervious night into a glass of water and told her that this medicine was given by the doctor for her to get well and rest. Without any hesitation she drank it all. I told her that the doctor had said that she should clean her private part 3 times a day with soap and water and that if she doesn’t mind me saying so, the doctor had also said that she should try and put some antiseptic cream (which I had given her) on her finger and insert it into her urine passage as the infection had reached there. Immediately she looked down and her face went red. I told her there nothing to feel shy about as the doctor had already done it once last night. I asked her if she felt any pain there. She said no. Then I told her that she must try and put the medicine now.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Nasreen went to the bedroom and shut the door. I knew that the sleeping pills would take about 15 – 20 minutes to act on her. Meanwhile, I assumed that she would be trying to insert the antiseptic cream in her cunt and may just break her hymen in the bargain. I sat down to read the news paper I had bought this morning and just then my wife called and first asked about Nasreen. I told her that she fine now, taking the docs medicine and that she was eating and working too. Wife then told me that her aunt’s condition has again taken a turn for the worse and that she will be operated again the next day so it looked like it will be a few days before she could look at coming back. I told her not to worry and to take her time. I also told her to tell Raja that he should speak with his wife tomorrow afternoon by calling her on my 2nd cell no.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">After about 10 minutes I heard the bedroom door being unlatched. I went to the door and knocked and asked Nasreen if she was ok. She said ‘haa sahib sab theek hai’. I asked her if I can come in and she said yes. I went in and saw her as usual standing near the bed. I went to her and felt her forehead and then her pulse. She smiled. I told her then to get on the bed and sleep. She said hesitantly ‘sahab, humko dard ho raha hai’ (sir its hurting me). When I asked her where its hurting, she said ‘neeche’ (down there). She was extremely embarrassed and was again red in the face. It must have taken a lot of courage for her to talk me about her problem. I asked her if she had put the medicine and she said that when she put her finger with the medicine inside it started paining her very bad. I asked her if it was bleeding and she said no. I told her that I will call the doctor and ask her what to do and that meanwhile she should lie down. I could see that she was getting drowsy. I went out of the room and pretended to dial the doctor. Then I started talking in a loud voice as if I was talking to the doctor……’Hello doctor Jayshree, this is PTM, Nasreen just put the antiseptic cream inside and it is hurting her very badly, can you come here and check her please. …….. yes, yes, the pain is bad………doctor please come the pain is bad………ok, then what should we do till tomorrow…………but madam how can I ? ……………… no, no I cannot do that she is a married girl and we both will be embarrassed………yes, yes, I know what happened yesterday and Nasreen also knows, but still………………….ok madam, I will ask her, but, you try and come as soon as you can, thanks, bye bye.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Nasreen was on the bed now and lying down and had droopy eyes. She looked at me when I entered the room and asked me ‘sahab doctor ne kya bola’. I told her that the doc cannot come till tomorrow morning as she has gone to Poona. She wants me to check something but I told her I cannot do it. She says she can give treatment for the pain just now itself if I can check you for something. She asked me why can you not check and tell her. So I said that the doc wanted me to check the condition of your private part and I just cannot do it, sorry. Then I walked out of the room. After 5 minutes Nasreen came out of the room and told me that the pain was quite bad and that if the doctor can’t till tomorrow then it will be better to check it now and get medicines as its paining very bad. I acted like I was very embarrassed. Then she said ‘sahab, aap ne doctor ke saath kal humko dekha hai to ab kya sharam hai’ (you have already seen me naked yesterday with the doctor so now its ok) So I agreed and we both went into the bedroom and I closed the door. I told her to take off her salwar and lie on the bed. She obeyed. I told her to close her eyes and spread her legs, she shut her eyes tight and spread her legs. I had an instant hard on. I lifted her Kameez up and looked at her fabulous pussy. Wow, what a pussy she had, I couldn’t stop admiring it. I told her to bend her knees and spread her legs more. Her pussy was now wide open, clit showing and pink pussy hole open. I was licking my lips. I put my head under her kameez and brought my eyes close to her pussy, then my fingers opened her pussy walls more. I could see that she had damaged her hymen and that there were traces of blood. I told her that there was little blood and that we will need cotton wool. So I went and got some cotton wool and a desensitizing cream (xylo-gel). I applied some of this cream on some cotton wool and said told her that she will feel little wet. Then I stuck my tongue out and licked her pussy. Oh boy that felt good. She made a small ‘uuh’ like sound. I knew that she must be feeling my hot breath on her pussy, so I put the cotton wool on her pussy once and cleaned it. She said ‘aaahh’. I said please be brave and you will be ok. I took some more cotton and cleaned her again and then licked her again. Then I took a good helping of the desensitizing cream and applied it with my finger near her hymen. She shrieked and I told her to relax. I kept shoving my finger asfar in as it would go and take it out and flick her clit. Everytime I touched her clit she would squirm and bit. I was making good progress and noticed that my finger was managing to go deeper in her pussy and she was having less pain. The desensitizing cream must have started working. I then asked her how she felt and she said that the pain was better. I told her to sleep and that after half an hour I would come and check if there was any more bleeding and if more cream was required and that she should not wear her kameez. I covered her with blanket and went out.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">After half an hour of painful waiting and again getting back into my brief shorts and stroking my lund for while, I returned to the room to find her fast asleep. I roughly removed the blanket to check if she was in deep sleep. She didn’t wake up. I spread her legs and looked at her pussy. I put some cream on my finger and inserted it quite sharply into her pussy, it went in about 3 inches. This meant that now most of her hymen was already torn and her pussy was ready. I quickly pulled down my briefs and out came my lund, full 7 inches and thick as my wrist. I took the bottom of her Kammez and covered her face with it, then kneeled between her tender virginal legs and placed my lund at her virginal cunt entrance and gave a small push. I went in about 2 inches. I waited for a half a minute and gave another small push and went in another inch. Gosh, her cunt grip on my lund was like a vice. It felt sooooo good. Again after half a minute I pushed and another inch or so went in. Now she stirred a bit and I froze. My lund was throbbing inside her tight cunt and I thought it must be paining her so she’ll wake up. She didn’t. I thought it best to try and withdraw now, so I started slowly pulling out my lund from he cunt. Then I used my saliva and coated my lund with it and pushed again into her cunt. This time it was better and about 4 inches went inside. It was such a freaked out feeling that I thought I would cum. I really wanted to start pumping her. I took all my weight on my hands and knees and started a slow in and out movement. Mostly using my lund head I started fucking her. There was a slight squish…squish sound coming. I concentrated on my orgasm and in about 2 more minutes I was ready to cum. Right at the last minute, I withdrew and holding my lund stroked it cumming into my shorts in spurts after heavenly spurts. I handn’t had an orgasm ike this in many many years. I quickly cleaned up her pussy and covered her again and left the room.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I went to my bedroom and slept with just my t-shirt on and nothing else. I had just closed the door without latching it. Maybe it was the pleasure of fucking Nasreen or maybe I was tired, I don’t know what had happened, but, I slept for almost 4 hours. As I was coming to my senses, the first thing that hit me was the aroma of Nasreen’s attar (Indian perfume). Even before I opened my eyes I knew that Nasreen was close by somewhere. Then I remembered that I was nude from waist down and had only a thin sheet partially covering me. I assessed my position and figured that my right leg was outside the sheet and exposed till my groin. My lund and left leg were under the sheet. I slightly opened my eyes a slit and saw Nasreen sitting on the edge of the bed near my legs. She seemed nervous and kept shifting her gaze from my exposed leg to my face. Looking at Nasreen I remembered the fucking a few hours back and her tight pussy and that immediately stirred my lund. I wanted to see if Nasreen would notice the bulge developing and started imagining Nasreen holding my lund and giving me a blow-job. Now my lund was growing fast and hard. I saw through the slit in my eyes that Nasreen’s eyes were riveted to the bulge growing under the sheet. As my lund reached full erection, I saw fear on her face and she had one hand on her mouth. Then she got off the bed and stood about 3-4 feet away from the bed, still looking at the bulge. I pretended to snore and that seemed to put her at ease a bit. Her eyes were now fully concentrating on the bulge area. I slowly started pulling the sheet to my left with my left hand, which she could not see. The sheet then moved a little exposing my lund to her in its full and throbbing glory. Again her hand went to her mouth and she moved back a few feet more and was almost standing now near the room door, still looking hard at my lund. I continued pretending to snore. After a few minutes of standing at the door, she approached the bed gingerly, stepping very softly. She stood about 3-4 feet from the bed and bent down to have a close look at my now now fully hard lund which had some precum leaking. She then came and stood at the side of the bed which was about 2 feet from my lund and kept looking at my lund and face in turns. I noticed that she was sweating a bit. She bent forward and while looking closely at my lund she must have got the smell. She wrinkled her nose and at that moment I knew that she would leave, so I opened my eyes full, grabbed her hand and pulled her to me.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">She shrieked…’aiyyeee maa…’. I told her ‘Nasreen, tum kya delh rahi thee?’ She was now encased in my arms and I was holding her tight only 6 inches from my face. Her tits were crushed on my chest. She said in panic ‘sahab, mujhe chodo na, sahab, mujhe chodo na, pleeez sahab, maaf karo sahab, mujhe jaane do….. I told her to be quiet. She had tears in her eyes and was real scared now. In fact she started sobbing and struggling hard to get out of my grip. I sat up and holding only her arm I released her body and again told her to stop crying. She calmed down a bit. I waited a few minutes till her sobbing stopped and then asked her how she felt down there (meaning her pussy). She wiped her tears and said it was better since I had put the cream. Then I asked her if Raja and she had had their suhaag raat. She didn’t answer immediately and on prodding she answered ‘nahin’. I asked her why had she come to my room and was looking at my lund. She started crying again. I told her sternly to stop crying. This was the time I had to act. So I took her hand and swiftly put it on my lund and asked her ‘ tum ko mera lund dekhna than a? Ab lo pakad lo aur dekho kaise lagta hai’. The moment her hand felt my lund she struggled to move it away but I kept her hand pressed to my lund hard. Then I told her to stop struggling and let this be an experience for her and she will be more comfortable when Raja does it with her on their first night. I told her if she struggles and didn’t listen to me I would tell Raja what she had done just now and also that I had applied cream in her pussy. She stopped struggling a bit. Then I told her to hold my lund. Very lightly her thin fingers encircled my lund. She was looking away and breathing hard, with tears still rolling down her eyes. With her hand holding my lund and my hand covering her hand we both stood up and I told her that I will teach her what a man likes so she will be able to make Raja very happy and he will never leave her. I continued saying that like me seeing her nude and applying cream to her pussy was a secret, this will also remain our secret. I explained to her that when she had put cream by herself inside her pussy the first time, she had broken her ‘seal’ and I had seen blood there and cleaned it this afternoon. I told her that usually husbands suspect their wives of having had sex before marriage if they don’t bleed during the first intercourse, but, I will tell her how she can explain this to Raja before he fucks her so that he will not suspect anything. Finally she seemed to relax and stopped her tears, but, still seemed nervous. I didn’t blame her. In the last 2 days she had been through a lot. Now she was standing next to her husband’s boss, holding his lund !!!!! Madness !!!!</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I too relaxed and made her sit on the bed so that my lund was hovering about 6 inches below and in front of her face. She was looking nervously at me while I spoke to her. I told her that the best way to please a man was to take his lund in the mouth and suck it. I asked her if she had ever seen such a thing and to be truthful to me. Hesitatingly, she said that she had seen her mother do that with her father in their village home at night. She added that once while visiting her married sister she had seen her also do the sme thing with her husband. This was a relief to me as now I knew that she wouldn’t hesitate too much. I told her to take my lund in her mouth and try it. She looked at my lund and said ‘ nahin sahab, ye bahut mota hai, mera muh mein nahin jayega’ (its too fat it will not go in my mouth). I told her to try only the front part and be careful not to hurt me with her teeth. She opened her mouth slowly took the head of my now badly throbbing lund in her mouth. How I just wanted to shove my lund down her throat and fuck her mouth. I told her to hold my balls with one hand and stroke my lund with the other while sucking it. I couldn’t believe that this just married beautiful virgin girl whom I had met 2 days back was sucking me !! In about 2-3 minutes, with some more directions, she was getting the hang of it and I was able to get about 3 inches in her mouth. She was making some serious slurping sounds and saliva was dripping down her chin. Every now and then she would take my lund out of her mouth and wipe herself with her dupatta and then resume with great sincerity and youthful vigour. This was so erotic that I had to get to the next step soon. I told her to stop and she looked at me as if she had made a mistake. I told her that she must also learn how a woman gets pleasure.I went to my bedroom and slept with just my t-shirt on and nothing else. I had just closed the door without latching it. Maybe it was the pleasure of fucking Nasreen or maybe I was tired, I don’t know what had happened, but, I slept for almost 4 hours. As I was coming to my senses, the first thing that hit me was the aroma of Nasreen’s attar (Indian perfume). Even before I opened my eyes I knew that Nasreen was close by somewhere. Then I remembered that I was nude from waist down and had only a thin sheet partially covering me. I assessed my position and figured that my right leg was outside the sheet and exposed till my groin. My lund and left leg were under the sheet. I slightly opened my eyes a slit and saw Nasreen sitting on the edge of the bed near my legs. She seemed nervous and kept shifting her gaze from my exposed leg to my face. Looking at Nasreen I remembered the fucking a few hours back and her tight pussy and that immediately stirred my lund. I wanted to see if Nasreen would notice the bulge developing and started imagining Nasreen holding my lund and giving me a blow-job. Now my lund was growing fast and hard. I saw through the slit in my eyes that Nasreen’s eyes were riveted to the bulge growing under the sheet. As my lund reached full erection, I saw fear on her face and she had one hand on her mouth. Then she got off the bed and stood about 3-4 feet away from the bed, still looking at the bulge. I pretended to snore and that seemed to put her at ease a bit. Her eyes were now fully concentrating on the bulge area. I slowly started pulling the sheet to my left with my left hand, which she could not see. The sheet then moved a little exposing my lund to her in its full and throbbing glory. Again her hand went to her mouth and she moved back a few feet more and was almost standing now near the room door, still looking hard at my lund. I continued pretending to snore. After a few minutes of standing at the door, she approached the bed gingerly, stepping very softly. She stood about 3-4 feet from the bed and bent down to have a close look at my now now fully hard lund which had some precum leaking. She then came and stood at the side of the bed which was about 2 feet from my lund and kept looking at my lund and face in turns. I noticed that she was sweating a bit. She bent forward and while looking closely at my lund she must have got the smell. She wrinkled her nose and at that moment I knew that she would leave, so I opened my eyes full, grabbed her hand and pulled her to me.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">She shrieked…’aiyyeee maa…’. I told her ‘Nasreen, tum kya delh rahi thee?’ She was now encased in my arms and I was holding her tight only 6 inches from my face. Her tits were crushed on my chest. She said in panic ‘sahab, mujhe chodo na, sahab, mujhe chodo na, pleeez sahab, maaf karo sahab, mujhe jaane do….. I told her to be quiet. She had tears in her eyes and was real scared now. In fact she started sobbing and struggling hard to get out of my grip. I sat up and holding only her arm I released her body and again told her to stop crying. She calmed down a bit. I waited a few minutes till her sobbing stopped and then asked her how she felt down there (meaning her pussy). She wiped her tears and said it was better since I had put the cream. Then I asked her if Raja and she had had their suhaag raat. She didn’t answer immediately and on prodding she answered ‘nahin’. I asked her why had she come to my room and was looking at my lund. She started crying again. I told her sternly to stop crying. This was the time I had to act. So I took her hand and swiftly put it on my lund and asked her ‘ tum ko mera lund dekhna than a? Ab lo pakad lo aur dekho kaise lagta hai’. The moment her hand felt my lund she struggled to move it away but I kept her hand pressed to my lund hard. Then I told her to stop struggling and let this be an experience for her and she will be more comfortable when Raja does it with her on their first night. I told her if she struggles and didn’t listen to me I would tell Raja what she had done just now and also that I had applied cream in her pussy. She stopped struggling a bit. Then I told her to hold my lund. Very lightly her thin fingers encircled my lund. She was looking away and breathing hard, with tears still rolling down her eyes. With her hand holding my lund and my hand covering her hand we both stood up and I told her that I will teach her what a man likes so she will be able to make Raja very happy and he will never leave her. I continued saying that like me seeing her nude and applying cream to her pussy was a secret, this will also remain our secret. I explained to her that when she had put cream by herself inside her pussy the first time, she had broken her ‘seal’ and I had seen blood there and cleaned it this afternoon. I told her that usually husbands suspect their wives of having had sex before marriage if they don’t bleed during the first intercourse, but, I will tell her how she can explain this to Raja before he fucks her so that he will not suspect anything. Finally she seemed to relax and stopped her tears, but, still seemed nervous. I didn’t blame her. In the last 2 days she had been through a lot. Now she was standing next to her husband’s boss, holding his lund !!!!! Madness !!!!</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I too relaxed and made her sit on the bed so that my lund was hovering about 6 inches below and in front of her face. She was looking nervously at me while I spoke to her. I told her that the best way to please a man was to take his lund in the mouth and suck it. I asked her if she had ever seen such a thing and to be truthful to me. Hesitatingly, she said that she had seen her mother do that with her father in their village home at night. She added that once while visiting her married sister she had seen her also do the sme thing with her husband. This was a relief to me as now I knew that she wouldn’t hesitate too much. I told her to take my lund in her mouth and try it. She looked at my lund and said ‘ nahin sahab, ye bahut mota hai, mera muh mein nahin jayega’ (its too fat it will not go in my mouth). I told her to try only the front part and be careful not to hurt me with her teeth. She opened her mouth slowly took the head of my now badly throbbing lund in her mouth. How I just wanted to shove my lund down her throat and fuck her mouth. I told her to hold my balls with one hand and stroke my lund with the other while sucking it. I couldn’t believe that this just married beautiful virgin girl whom I had met 2 days back was sucking me !! In about 2-3 minutes, with some more directions, she was getting the hang of it and I was able to get about 3 inches in her mouth. She was making some serious slurping sounds and saliva was dripping down her chin. Every now and then she would take my lund out of her mouth and wipe herself with her dupatta and then resume with great sincerity and youthful vigour. This was so erotic that I had to get to the next step soon. I told her to stop and she looked at me as if she had made a mistake. I told her that she must also learn how a woman gets pleasure.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">SO I made her stand up and told her to relax and that I will be undressing her. She turned her back to me and put a hand on her mouth and said she was feeling shy. I reminded her that I had already seen her nude 2 times and also put my finger in her cunt. Anyway, I didn’t wait and started undressing her slowly. She wriggled a bit and made some fuss, but, in less than 2-3 minutes I had made her nude and I too had taken off my t-shirt. I turned her around and hugged her tight and told her to feel my body with her own, to hold me tight. She held me lightly at first and then when coaxed she held me with surprising strength. It was an unimaginable feeling being held tight by this warm innocent girl. Her hard breasts on my lower chest, my legs between her clean shaved pussy, my hands massaging her lovely bums, kissing her long slender neck…… Then I held her face and said that I will teach her how to kiss. She was a little wary. I started by brushing my lips against hers, getting the feel of her oh so soft lips. Then I fixed my mouth fully on hers and prised open her mouth with my tongue, then sucked her sweet tongue into my mouth. I started massaging her clit slowly and she winced as I touched her. I was quite desperate now to start fucking her and gently pushed her down on the bed so that she was lying flat on her back. Then I opened her legs and told her to relax and enjoy. She was reluctant to spread her legs and it took some effort to get her to open her legs. She was real embarrassed when she figured out that I want to lick her cunt and made a lot of noise, saying I should not do that, etc. However, I was beyond control now and started licking her cunt in long strokes with my tongue. Occaisionally I would try and shove my tongue as deep as I could in her hole. She was wet and unconsciously had started holding my head. She was making some super sounds now like – uuunhh…..aaannhhh and had started moving her hips up and down. Her cunt juices were flowing, probably for the first time and it was like honey. I couldn’t get enough of it. I was sucking her cunt so madly that I could have sucked her ovaries out !! She was over the top and lost in lust and pleasure. Now there was no barrier. No shyness, no feeling that she’s getting fucked by her husband’s boss or even the fact that a much older man was screwing her. This 19 something virgin girl was lost in ecstasy. I kept on licking and sucking and her gyrations were getting wilder and wilder. Was she experiencing her first orgasm ?? Maybe yes. A minute more of sucking and tonguing and licking and she began to thrash about madly. She held my head between her thighs, pulled my hair and pushed her pelvis up into my face. I knew she was having an orgasm and shoved my tongue violently into her cunt hole. She screamed so loudly in a guttural sort of way, that I thought for a moment something bad had happened or she was hurting. She was now sitting up and pushing my head into her pussy with one hand and had scratched the back of my neck and back with her nails. Shit she was crazy. Her grunts were unbelievable. I had sucked and fucked many girls and women to orgasms, but never had anyone so far reacted in this forceful manner. She again went flat on her back and continued to buck like a skittish mare. It took me some effort to keep my mouth on her pussy. I was now sweating with the exertion. She must have cummed for about 2 minutes and then suddenly went limp. I stopped sucking her and sat on my knees looking at her. She was shamelessly lying in front of me, legs apart on both my sides, pussy glistening with her juices and my saliva, pink and beautiful, her fab breasts were heaving up and down as she was breathing hard, eyes closed and head turned to one side, her jet black hair totally ruffled and spread out and sweating like me. Wow !! that was some orgasm she had.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I kept looking at her waiting for her to revive and look at me. After a couple of minutes she pulled up her legs, turned on her side and curled up into a ball, bringing her knees to her chest. I asked her if she was ok. She just nodded her head. I told her that it looked like she just had her first ‘water release’. In the villages that’s how women usually call their orgasms (paani choot gaya). Then I told her that my paani was yet left. She opened her eyes and looked at me and then looked down and saw that my lund was still up and throbbing. She looked at me quizzically as if to say, what’s to be done. So I just pulled her legs down back and on either side of me and told her that now I’ll teach her how men get maximum satisfaction and that she will enjoy it like she had just done again. She looked worried again and I again told her to just relax. I put a pillow under her ass as she was so slim. I knew that her cunt would still be wet. I held my lund at the entrance of her pussy and she tensed and said ‘ sahab aap who mere andar daloge?’ I said yes. She said ‘nahin sahab mera itna patla hai, yeh mere andar kaise jayega, mere ko dard hoga’ I told her that when a baby can come out of this hole then why worry about a lund. Then without waiting I slowly started pushing inside her, she shut her eyes tight and held her breath. Nasreen’s cunt was really small and tight and it was difficult to penetrate. Luckily she was quite wet and it helped. With a little effort I was about 4 – 5 inches in her and I couldn’t believe the feeling. Her cunt was holding my lund like a vice. I had never experienced anything like this. She was still tense and was shaking her head from side to side buy now saying anything or complaining. Nasreen was biting her lips and her hands were holding the bed sheet in a ball. I bent over her and started licking her breasts and sucking her nipples which had become erect and taught. I also started kissing her lips and murmuring to her that its ok and she should relax. I kept myself like this for a few minutes and she started to ease her muscles. I asked her to open her eyes and look at me. She slowly opened her eyes. I told her that I am fully inside her. She looked down and saw my lund in her. I gave her a pillow to put behind her head so that she could rest her head upwards a little and watch herself getting fucked for the first time. I told her ‘ Nasreen, ab main dheere se tum ko chodoonga, agar tum ko dard hua to mere ko batana’ She nodded.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Slowly I withdrew my lund till the head and then in a slow and easy manner started fucking Nasreen. She was watching keenly and my lund went in and came out. With every stroke I was trying to get a little more to enter her. Going deep into her was difficult. I spat on my fingers and asked her also to spit on my fingers. I used the mixed saliva to wet her clit which was sticking out about one centimeter. She had such a nice big clit. I started flicking her clit and it was then that she started enjoying the fucking. I realized that she was a ‘clit girl’. I had known girls who got orgasms from stimulation of their g-spots and there were others whose orgasm was triggered by clit stimulation. So while I gradually increased the tempo of fucking, enjoying myself after a very long time, I kept massaging her clit. She had closed her eyes and was making those familiar throaty sounds. My lund was now freely going in and out at a good pace and I was now ramming my full 7 inches into her. With every inside stroke my balls were hitting her tight ass and a nice squishing sound was like music to my ears. Nasreen started bucking now and had held my upper arms. She then broke into a series of jerking motions and I knew she was cumming. I felt her nails dig into my arm muscles. She has wrapped her legs around my lower back and was pushing my ass with her heels, shamelessly, as I fucked her harder and harder. I stopped fingering her clit and went on top of her and put my arms underneath her arms and under head head. I pulled her up a little and kissed her hard as I cummed and cummed and cummed, releasing myself deep inside her cunt. I just couldn’t stop myself from fucking her…..I kept banging her even after I had finished my orgasm. Nasreen was obviously enjoying herself and I kept fucking her till my lund started to shrink. I just couldn’t get over the feel of her cunt around my lund. It was a unforgettable feeling….an unforgettable fuck……this girl was special.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Now to cut a long story short, her husband and my wife came back after 3 more days. In those 3 days I realized how insatiable young girls can be and how older men like myself cannot keep up with their pace. I must have lost 2-3 kgs fucking her morning, afternoon and night. In the morning I she would get up earlier than me and make breakfast and then before we ate, she would give me a blow-job as desired by me. After breakfast and quick visit to the market for food and supplies and a few gifts for her, then we would come back and suck and fuck each other crazy, sometimes twice. Then a cocktail and lunch and then sleep naked for a few hours. Wake up in evening with a hard on and she would laugh and point to my lund and grab it without hesitation. She had learnt fast. Nasreen had become completely open and free with me. I had insisted that she walk around the house in only her panty and topless. The first day she had worn her bra and panty and had felt shy, until I had come into the kitchen (totally nude) from behind and grabbed her, put her on the kitchen table, ripped off her bra and panty and sucked and fucked the shit out of her. I asked her if I could fuck her in the ass and she said innocently if it will hurt. On the last day of our ‘honeymoon’ I had tried to fuck her ass using castor oil, but, could only manage to insert my lund head. It hurt her so much that I gave up. There was no point hurting her when we could get pleasure out of her tight, tight, cunt. Her skills at sucking were also better and she could take in 3-4 inches now. She had never seen Raja’s lund and remarked that she hoped Raja would please her like I did. I had warned her that village boys like Raja only knew how to bonk women and were usually done in 3 – 5 minutes and had no love making skills. So she would have to slowly nurture and maybe teach him how to please her, now that she had had experience. I found that Nasreen was very bindas and very very sexual. I made her ride me on top once. While fucking in this manner she had maneuvered herself in such a way that she was able to gyrate her clit against my lund, but, it didn’t satisfy her. So she had released my lund and and come up astride me and without any fear pointed out that she wanted me to suck her cunt. It was amazing. I thought to myself that I may have unleashed a sexual monster here.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Before we went back to Mumbai, she told me that Raja and she had consummated their marriage in the outhouse on the 1st night he came back. Raja had got drunk on the whiskey bottle that I had given him and had then unceremoniously stripped her and without any delay or foreplay, had proceeded to fuck her. As soon as he had cum, he got off her, turned and went off sleep, snoring loudly. She had laughed and told me that as per my instructions, she had thrown a few drops of tomato ketchup on the bed sheet and then had washed it. Next day she had shown Raja shyly the stains saying that this is what had happened the previous night. So now Raja was happy that he had fucked a virgin. (Not that he even remembered fucking her). In Mumbai, I made Nasreen take birth control pills making her understand how and what to do. we had the opportunity to fuck a few times when both Raj and my wife were busy at the same time and we enjoyed it. Nasreen openly admitted that she enjoyed fucking me. She confided in me that Raja had fucked her twice in the ass, which, despite all the oil greasing had been very painful. Raja like to fuck her ass when he got drunk. He told her that his friends used to do that with their wives so he too wanted to do it to her. Great logic !!</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Trust you enjoyed this episode. Cheers.</div></div>

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