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Innocently I Got Fooled

<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/AVvXsEh9l3plrChb08cTv-sLq8NXlmZqtHPYeleenocKVPtsUjktQvZcbbccfqQt2mybnTdM3GfrwddR8SbBgWlf_LdbAr_Xj8wPFVOzZa6JZ_RfJ-72PQLjrHh1exaQTXxxCEdw9sleUEvO54A/s1600/8009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9l3plrChb08cTv-sLq8NXlmZqtHPYeleenocKVPtsUjktQvZcbbccfqQt2mybnTdM3GfrwddR8SbBgWlf_LdbAr_Xj8wPFVOzZa6JZ_RfJ-72PQLjrHh1exaQTXxxCEdw9sleUEvO54A/s1600/8009.jpg" /></a></div> Since the day I was married at a tender age of eighteen every body at my in laws place was looking forward for me to get pregnant and deliver a baby. My father in law passed away with the unfulfilled dream in his eyes of seeing his grand son. My mother in law also started getting impatient when even after two years of marriage, I did not get pregnant. I did also not know what was wrong. 
 Even though my husband frequently used to kiss me on my lips I was not getting pregnant. Till that time I as well as my poor twenty one years old husband were under the impression that if a boy kisses a girl on her lips she gets pregnant. Though we were husband and wife, we never had sex. Truly speaking we were not even aware that there exists any relationship like sex. 
 As more and more days passed by people indirectly started taunting me that I am baanzh (in fertile). That started worrying me a lot. My husband's cousin brother who was of my age only, was then studying medicine at Mumbai and was a student of final year. Once during his visit to our place, I got opportunity to talk to him and explain to him about my problem. Although, I was feeling little shy I told him clearly that even though your brother frequently kisses me, I am not getting pregnant. 
 I could understand from his face that after listening to me he is totally shocked and seriously thinking something. Then he smiled and said very convincingly, " Bhabhi (respectful way of calling elder brother's wife) why don't you come to my friends clinic tomorrow (he gave me the address and directions how to reach there). I will thoroughly examine you and then we can start treatment if some problem is there." 
 When my husband came to know about this he also agreed that I should go ahead with the diagnosis and said that the clinic is on his way to office, he will drop me there to- morrow. Next day early in the morning my husband dropped me at the clinic and went to office. Other than Mithu jee (pet name of my husband's cousin brother) no body else was there at that time. Mithu jee told me that his friend has gone out on vacation so his clinic is closed till the time he returns back next week. 
 He had duplicate keys and he had opened the clinic only to examine me. We went inside. He closed the door and asked me to lie down on the examination table. It was a huge clinic with various apparatus fixed here and there. The scene was somewhat scary. Mithu jee came near the table with stethoscope in his hands. Then asked me to lift my kurti (the upper part of the traditional Indian dress) up to my shoulders. 
 I did what I was asked for. He put the stethoscope around my left breast and said very politely, bhabhi if you don't mind will you please remove your kurti completely." I was feeling little shy but knew it was essential for thorough check up. I completely removed my kurti and put it on the chair near the examination table. Mithu jee said, ya! that's fine. But you will have to remove that also,” he was meaning my bra. I was little hesitant when he himself came forward and helped me in unhooking and removing it. 
 He put my bra very gently on the chair just above my kurti. Now the upper part of my body was nakedly exposed before him. Mithu jee first examined my breasts and surrounding area with the stethoscope and then asked bhabhi, do you get milk in your breasts?" I said,"no very surprising you should have been getting milk there. Let me check and ensure that no milk is formed in your breasts." By telling this he put his mouth near one of my breasts and before 
 I could say something my pink nipple was inside his mouth and pressed in between his soft and warm lips. Strange but a very pleasant sensation that I had never experienced before, ran all through my body. He started sucking it and caressing it with wonderful movements of his tongue around it. While sucking he put his hand on my another breast and started caressing and pinching this nipple very gently with his thumb and forefinger. 
 The movement of his fingers and tongue on my nipples was feeling so nice that I cannot explain in words. I felt like he should go on continuing like that till eternity. Truly, speaking I never suspected any foul play. I was under the impression that as a student of medicine, Mithu jee is trying to diagnose the reason for my infertility. After about ten minutes he removed his mouth from my breast and said, " Babhi, there do not seem to be any problem. Let me examine your other body parts also." 
 Then he asked, “Do you know where is your womb (the place where babies are formed inside a woman's body) and the passage from which babies come out?" Truly, speaking I was not knowing anything so I replied in the negative. Then he explained the position of womb and asked me to remove my salwar (the lower part of the traditional Indian dress) also to enable him to check that area. 
 Some where in the back of my head now I have got the feeling that my problem would be solved by Mithu jee and definitely I will get pregnant in the near future. Despite the feminine shyness I untied the knot of my salwar and removed it. Now except for panty there was no other piece of cloth left on my entire body. Mithu jee checked the area around my naval first with the stethoscope and then by caressing it with his warm hands. 
 It was totally unbelievable for me when I came to know that babies formed inside womb come out from a woman's vagina. All through I was under the impression that this passage is meant only to pass urine and body waste during menses. Now Mithu jee had to examine this passage also that whether any obstruction is there and that is causing all problem. So he very gently removed my panty. Now I was lying totally naked in front of him. 
 He took his thick middle finger towards upper opening of my vagina and started stroking and caressing that area. Something small and spongy was protruding out, that I had never paid any attention before. When he touched and started caressing this thing with his finger strange waves of pleasure started generating all through my body. Later on I came to know that this sensitive part of a girl's body is called clitoris. 
 It contains the same number of nerve endings as the tip of a boy's penis has and its only function is to give pleasure. While giving a gentle massage to my clitoris Mithu jee put one of his thick fingers on the opening of my vagina and pressed it inside. I don't know how my inside had become wet and slippery. His finger smoothly glided inside to some distance and stopped. It seemed as if something was there that was preventing its further advancement. 
 Mithu jee triumphantly shouted, I have found the problem there is some obstruction. Let me remove it. Bhabhi, it may be painful, initially, but please bear the pain. You will be completely cured." In the meantime he was carefully massaging my clitoris which was giving me such immense pleasure that I cannot explain in words. He pressed his finger hard when something ruptured inside me and thereafter, it moved smoothly deep inside my slippery cunt. 
 It seemed as if I am torn apart. Advancement of his finger was painful. When Mithu jee told me, " Bhabhi, just bear the pain for few minutes, every thing will be alright soon. Let me apply some ointment and massage your inside." By telling this he put some vaseline type of ointment on the tip of his finger and again inserted it inside my vagina. Though I was feeling pain, there was no obstruction this time. He vigorously started moving his finger up and down inside my tight hole. 
 Very soon the pain subsided and some very strange good feeling started setting deep inside my vagina. After few minutes of that pleasant massage there was no pain left only the divine wonderful feeling remained. It seemed to me that my entire body is floating. With each movement of his finger, the good feeling was increasing. First it was felt only inside my vagina. Now it was spreading to my breasts and slowly to my entire body. 
 Such divine sensations I had never experienced in my life. It seemed as if something very pleasant is going to explode within me when he stopped rubbing my clitoris and also removed the finger that was deliciously massaging my tight cunt walls. I did not like it. I was feeling that he should continue it for some more time. 
 Now Mithu jee told me, Bhabhi, the ointment needs to be applied to your womb also. But unfortunately human fingers are small and they cannot reach there. I will have to use some bigger and longer apparatus. You may be scared to see the thing that I would be using, so please close your eyes and don't open it till the time I ask you. This is essential for your complete cure. And don't worry; this is not going to hurt you." 
 Then he added for proper effect and permanent cure of your problem it is needed that while ointment is being applied to your womb simultaneously the passage for milk is also cleared, so that when baby is born you will not have any problem in feeding. For this I will have to manually suck your nipples. So just close your eyes and please don't put any question till the time final treatment is over. 
 So like an obedient child I closed my eyes. From his warm breath I could guess that now Mithu jee has moved his mouth around my breast. Then I could feel his warm and soft lips on my left nipple. While he was sucking it, his naughty tongue was caressing it with amazing movements. It was feeling very nice. Then he moved his mouth to another nipple and repeated the same process. 
 While he was doing this I could feel his hand moving down then I heard the sound of something being unzipped. Then I heard him saying, bhabhi, since the clinic is closed, I don't have any helper to-day. Alone I will have to manage two tasks massaging and applying ointment on your womb and clearing the blockage of your milk passage simultaneously. For this I will have to mount on you. Please don't take it otherwise. 
 By telling this he mounted on me and started vigorously sucking my breast one after another. While the movement of his mouth and tongue was creating amazing sensations all through me, the touch of his muscular and hairy male body on my naked skin was simply multiplying that good feeling. He put his hands down and directed something very hard, warm and smooth on the opening of my vagina. 
 He put little pressure and that enormous thing smoothly glided deep inside my wet and slippery cunt. Now Mithu jee tightly clasped me and started doing something, that I could not guess that time, which started making that warm and enormous thing to move up and down inside my vagina. Its movement inside me started giving such fantastic massage to my tight vagina walls that is beyond words to explain. 
 The amazing sensations that I was getting now was so pleasant, so divine that slowly I started forgetting everything else in the world. Now the only thing that I knew was the pleasure, the wonderful sensations that I was getting from the movement of that strange thing inside me. Pressure of his soft and warm mouth on my breasts and movement of his tongue on my sensitive nipples, was simply multiplying that pleasure. I totally forgot what for I am here, with whom I am here. 
 I don't remember how long he continued like that. That enormous thing went on moving up and down inside me. With every next movement of that thing the pleasure that I was getting was increasing, the good feeling that I was getting was increasing. It seemed as if I am slowly moving towards peak of some unknown, undefined pleasure. 
 Just by female intuition I contracted my tight vagina walls, inner cunt lips and external vulva to tightly clasp that warm, smooth and huge thing. Now it was so tightly pressed that I thought it will not move even a fraction of a millimeter. But to my surprise even after that tight clasp it glided deep inside me smoothly without any difficulty just like a hot knife enters inside butter. Due to that tight clasp now its movement inside me was more sensuously felt. 
 It’s stretching pressure on my slippery cunt walls, my tight inner lips, and small opening of vulva was more pleasant and more blissful now. Now that delightful and blissful, heavenly pleasure reached the optimum point, anything more than that was not possible for my body to bear. My body started quivering and I felt something very pleasant and divine has exploded deep inside my vagina. 
 Only later on I learnt that this climax or peak of pleasure is called orgasm. In the mean time that enormous thing was continuously gliding up and down inside me giving a delicious massage to my very sensitive inner private parts. Again I felt that good blissful feeling is building and now it was not felt only in my vagina but all around my body. Around my breasts, my nipples, my naval and everywhere and again I exploded. 
 A very bright and intense orgasm this time then I started getting orgasm after orgasm. After every five to six strokes I was getting one orgasm. And each orgasm was more intense and more pleasurable than the previous one. I did not know how much of pleasure is hidden inside my body. Then after sometime I felt that huge thing is further swelling inside me and forcing my cunt walls and vulva to stretch more. Its stretching pressure was also deliciously pleasant. 
 Then it contracted forcing my tight cunt lips which were firmly holding it to contract. In this fashion it expanded and contracted six to seven times forcing my vagina also to expand and contract in the same rhythm. Each time it was expanding and contracting something warm was sprayed inside me. Impact of all these sweet actions of that strange thing brought me once again to the brightest, 
 Sweetest and the most intense orgasm the best and the nicest of the numerous, ones that I had experienced during the entire session. Mithu jee was also breathing heavily. Though I was totally exhausted , the feel of his warm breath on my face was feeling good. It seemed in his efforts Mithu jee was also utterly tired. He stopped all his movements and silently lied down over me, with his head resting on the soft pillow of my firm breasts. 
 He remained like that for few minutes and then lifted his buttocks up when that strange thing came completely out of my tight hole. But while it was being pulled out I felt it is no harder and is not exerting any pressure on my vagina walls. What it could be? I was still wondering. After some time Mithu jee got up. Cleaned me with something like a soft tissue it would have been the excess ointment that would have spilled out while being applied I thought. 
 Still my eyes were closed. As instructed by Mithu jee, all through I had kept it closed fearing that opening may affect the effectiveness of the treatment. Mithu jee told me that treatment for the day is over and now I can open my eyes. My panty was lying below the examination table. He himself searched for it and put it on me. I got up and dressed my self. My whole body was feeling so light and so relaxed and everything seemed so blissful that I cannot explain. 
 I never knew before that even a medical check up and diagnosis can be so pleasant. Next week Mithujee was supposed to go to Delhi and join All India Institute of Medical Sciences to complete his internship. So he advised me to get the treatment completed and come to clinic continuously for the next seven days. Who would like to miss such delightful medical treatment? I religiously followed his advice. 
 The same treatment continued for the next seven days. Everyday in the morning my more than enthusiastic husband used to drop me at the clinic on his way to office. The final day when Mithu jee was leaving for Delhi, he told me that my treatment is almost over, but if Bhaiya (my husband) is willing he may go ahead with it for some more time. He gave me a new tube of the ointment to be applied on my womb. The name of the ointment was KY jelly. 
 Only later on I learnt that it was not an ointment for any medication. It was only a lubricating fluid for dry vagina and was not at all needed for me, who always remains wet. When I enquired about the medical instrument with which he used to massage my private parts and apply ointment deep inside my womb he smiled, I don't have spare one, but I suppose bhaiya must definitely be having one. I will teach him how to use it. 
 I was surprised because my husband had never told me that he possesses such medical instruments also. And indeed Mithujee kept his promise. Before leaving he privately talked for about half an hour with my husband. That night I was really feeling shy, when my husband asked me to undress to enable him to apply the ointment at the right place. Being naked before a doctor was something else, but before husband it was really very difficult. I was feeling so shy I cannot explain. 
 Anyway, the treatment was to be continued. I had to remove my nighty, my bra and also the panty. My husband put some ointment that was given by Mithujee on his index finger. Then inserted the finger inside my vagina and started applying it in a novice way. Not bad. For the first time I felt proud of my Husband. He was not a doctor but even then his massage was comparable to the massage given by experienced hands of a doctor. Then after sometime I felt that its not only mine but even my husband's breathing has increased. 
 He removed his fingers from my cunt stood up opened the buttons of his night shirt, pulled it out and threw it on the floor. What are you doing ? Have you gone mad?" I shouted as I could not understand his strange behavior. But he did not listen to me. Even pulled his pyjama out and now he was standing stark naked in front of me. He was not wearing under wear. When I noticed his huge penis, I thought I would faint. 
 Although, I was experiencing a huge penis for the last one week, I had never seen a fully erect one from my eyes ever before. In my knowledge, the "thing" of the boys was something flaccid and small. My husband mounted on me. I was so shocked at the scene that I remained motionless. He applied the same ointment on the tip of his large glans penis, whose pink colour was glistening in the bright light of the room. 
 Put it on my vulva and pressed it in with the downward movement of his buttocks. Looking at its enormous size, I would not have even thought in my dreams that it will fit inside my tight hole. But to my surprise it smoothly glided in. Its touch, its texture, everything was feeling exactly similar to the medical apparatus that Mithu jee was using at his clinic for massaging and applying ointment on my womb. 
 It was probably his male instinct that my husband started moving his buttocks up and down making his enormous tool move up and down inside my vagina. And suddenly, I realized everything. It got very clear to me what that instrument that Mithu jee was using was. But now was not the time to remember all those things. I had to concentrate only on the divine pleasure that was being emparted by the movement of that enormous tool of my sweet husband inside 
 My tight hole now his buttock movements were controlled by his own passions. Sometimes fast, then very fast then slow then again fast making his penis to move inside me and massage my juicy and slippery cunt walls, tight labia minora and very sensitive vulva in the same rhythm. Immediately after I got my first orgasm, he also exploded within me. Considering his first venture it was not a bad performance. 
 Little training and he will definitely be more exciting than that crooked Mithu jee. Anyway, I should not use such words for him. Had he not been there, for the rest of our lives we would have remained only kissing each other and expecting a baby to form in my womb. And believe me, I can bet now – its only three months since we had first intercourse as husband and wife, my husband has become one of the best fuckers in the world. 
 He is fully aware of all the techniques to give maximum pleasure to a woman. And I don't know where from he gets such innovative and new ideas everyday to give me immense pleasure in a entirely new and different way each day. I will definitely let you know about those magnificent ideas and such amazing techniques in my next article. 
 Exactly after nine months from the date I first started treatment with Mithu jee, I delivered a lovely healthy boy. People say that my son has the same family features, his nose, eyes and even hairs are much like that of his uncle, Mithu jee. And why it should not be after all they are blood relations - nephew and uncle</div>

Innocently I Got Fooled

Since the day I was married at a tender age of eighteen every body at my in laws place was looking forward for me to get pregnant and del...

My Office Cab

<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/AVvXsEjko6EaBD4YxbDE917TVzoxns1hbw8hkIemesyV5eqSjB9DzAqreTSwlcGUT9C-oz90JGMyj2YSjs4fMJW-mQZB0Hxr5eiSm3pEsXcDkMnsHugAmotnhgWBVJanPr-NG7_Bq-S-LwLqHGA/s1600/tumblr_lv9n4jmYSN1qz7ltxo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjko6EaBD4YxbDE917TVzoxns1hbw8hkIemesyV5eqSjB9DzAqreTSwlcGUT9C-oz90JGMyj2YSjs4fMJW-mQZB0Hxr5eiSm3pEsXcDkMnsHugAmotnhgWBVJanPr-NG7_Bq-S-LwLqHGA/s320/tumblr_lv9n4jmYSN1qz7ltxo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> My ride back home: 
 
The work at office was hectic I looked at the time on the office clock. 11:15 pm. I had a customer message to solve. I had started working from 8 am in the morning and I was dead tired at 11:15 in the middle of the night I could not understand a single line of code written by me, let alone trying to figure out other's code. It all looked like matrix stuff. Something went wrong with our software bought by our customer. 
Probably some smart ass changed some lines of code and the entire program went into infinite loop and now it’s up to me (offshore team as they would call it) to save the world here. I looked around from my cubicle, emptiness an array of empty tables and chairs, monitors , phones, white boards filled with threatening undecipherable algorithms, empty conference rooms where fiery heated discussions and exchange of ideas from one brain to another 
I had taken place were now the only silent spectators to my quest to solve these bugs tonight. No living creature in sight near and far. Probably they were all sleeping comfortably in their bed. My manager had a heart made of pure 24 carat solid stone.He left sharp at 5 pm in his newly bought Honda city to avoid traffic. But before leaving he send his last e-mail addressed to me cc'ing the customer that the issue will be solved by EOD no matter what (of course end of day meant that my day should 
Only end when the issue is solved even if it took me whole night and the next day morning to finish this.  He came by my seat before leaving and gave me his dumb smile. He did not have a clue what the issue was but he acted in such a way that if the issue had it been addressed to him he could have solved it in 10 mins straight. Hey Deeps! That’s his style of addressing me, short form for Deepti I think it won’t take long right? 
Piece of cake for you: I kind a have a feeling that whenever he talks to me he looks at my breasts rather than my face. With my appraisal just around the corner I could do nothing but to give him my "Colgate" smile. His stare was still fixed on my breasts. He somehow got back to his senses and forced his eyes to look at my face.my lips to be more exact. Mail me the status before you leave, dont forget that ok? I nodded and he smiled again and he left. 
Here I was now still trying to fix this bug. My neck hurt like hell. My backbone was so strained that it could crumble anytime. My fingers hit the keyboard and it sounded like what? Typewriters! How hard do they make this keyboard nowadays? My brain had given up on this issue long back but I knew I had to somehow finish this. I went back to debugging. At close to 11:51 on my computer screen I finally figured out the solution. 
Though it was quite simple I was in a state of bliss my neural network which understands logic still works. Thank God for that I jumped around in my cubicle I would have happily ran naked screaming eureka all around the office but that's madness.Couple of more years doing coding and I would reach that state too. Earlier today morning i randomly picked a shirt and a long skirt for work from my cupboard. 
I felt so lazy to even choose a proper dress. This shirt was so loose fitting now. That’s cos I had lost a couple of kilos after I joined gym. I weighed 52 now pretty ok for my 5 ft 6 inch tall frame. I was 24 now and my mom had put up my new reduced weight pic in some stupid matrimony site along with the older one. Now my matrimony profile looked like some advertisement for some weight reduction programme. 
Like those before and after sticker ad's that you find on some lamp-posts on the roadside. One picture in which, I looked kind of plump around my belly area and the other one where I was slim and trim. God save my mom and she gets these stupid calls from some junk punks who consider themselves nothing less than hunks asking for my hand in marriage nice try, mister! 
I reject them outright much to my mom's disappointment, leaving that aside now, coming back to the office, thanks to the cost cutting measures in my company they promptly switch off the damn AC's at 6 pm. It got so hot that i had removed the top two buttons of my shirt. Though it did no good but i felt a bit relaxed as the air flowed in through the openings on top of my shirt and also through the sides of the sleeves. I wrote a long mail to the customer cc'ing my manager on how complex the issue was. 
 Of course the mail will have the time stamp which means they will know I was up late night. Happy with today work I called the security guard at the gate and asked him to allot me a cab home. We had this late night drop facility if in case some poor girl like me got dumped with work and had to fight all night to solve some nasty godforsaken issues that no one wants to take up. 
The security called my extension and told me that there were no more official office cabs left so he had to arrange for some local cab service for my drop. It wilI take him some time before he could arrange me one I just wanted to hit my bed and sleep like a log. I dozed off in my seat. The office phone rang nonstop till my brain sensed some faint sound and ordered myself to come to my senses to pick it up. Hello, I murmurred. 
 The security had found me a cabbie that would drop me home at this ungodly hr. My watch read 12:17 am. My house was little far away from office. Takes me 1hour 45 mins to reach home in traffic but today I was hoping to reach in 1 hr at this time of the night. I packed up my stuff. I took the elevator down to the reception. I signed the register near the gate and the security guard pointed me to a white Tata Indica parked near the gate. 
 I went near the car the front door was open for me to sit. But there was no driver in sight. I sat in the front seat and pressed the horn. Coming, maimsaab, I heard the voice. I saw a man emerging out of the bush. He was taking a leak oooooh bloody hell! In my confusion to get home I had forgotten to take a leak myself. Out of the blue my bladders felt heavy as if some unknown force refilled my kidney with urine like those bartenders fill 
 Those pitchers with beer automatically when it’s empty in pubs forcing us to drink more and pay more. What a stupid comparison to state! I finally decided to hold on to all the liquid waste inside me till I reach home. The cab came and sat, closed his door. Touched the feet of a Ganesha's idol fixed on his front panel and murmured a silent prayer before turning on the ignition. Nice guy! I confirmed in my mind. 
Normally they should send a security guard along with me but noone accompanied me today. But this cabbie looked decent with all praying and stuff. I decided not to panic and get some sleep on the way back. I opened the window and leaned back on the seat. Not much comfortable but the breeze started hitting my body and i felt cold as my sweat evaporated. I felt better. I opened window fully. 
As he drove faster the wind started hitting me with stronger force. "You can adjust the seat, madam. The Cabbie spoke. He pointed me to a lever which pulls my seat backwards. Ofcourse i knew abt it. I pushed it back and now my seat became a semi sleeper bed. Nice, I leaned back and closed my eyes tried to get some much needed sleep. But the wind hit me hard. I had not tucked in my shirt, 
Actually my shirt ended where my skirt started. I had not worn any slip inside. I wore a bra. The wind was trying to lift my shirt up and there was danger of my entire stomach being exposed to the driver. I held on to the shirt hard not allowing it to rise. But the wind was hitting me harder every second. I decided to close the window. I asked the cabbie to put on the AC. Non AC cab madam. Now it was like a toaster inside. 
Nothing moved. The heat radiated from the engine making me sweat again. There was water in my bag and I drank it in a gulp. What a stupid thing to do. Shit! My bladder gave me an error message now, before it just showed a warning. We techies usually ignore the warning messages blindly. But error messages have to be solved. Now it sounded like a "Stack overflow exception where on mother India have you seen a toilet on the highway when you needed one urgently. 
 I prayed to god to make this drive back home faster. I was getting boiled alive inside the car.I was tired my eyes were drowsy and I feeling suffocated. The driver never gave a damn about my condition. He kept driving pretending like I never even existed. Can’t blame him, even he wanted to get back home. He looked like someone in mid 30's, father of 2 small kids probably, No mush thank god. 
 He did not fit the looks of a psychopath serial killer who hunts overworked, underpaid, bladderfull, suffocated, tortured, drowsy programmer on her way back home in the middle of the night nor did he? To hell with my thoughts I decided not to be so paranoid anymore. All I knew was that I will die in here with everything so hot. I decided to open my side of the window. 
The wind came back and hit my face with full force I layed back on my seat. The wind now again got back to its previous job of lifting my shirt up. I kept my hand on my stomach. I had to apply some amount of force to keep the shirt from getting lifted. This was draining all my energy. I cursed myself for wearing this shirt today. I closed my eyes and slowly let the sleep take control of me. My hands started loosening its grip on the shirt. 
My hands slowly slide away from my stomach, letting the wind take control of my body. I was too tired to resist. I could feel the wind hitting against the bare flesh of my stomach. It actually felt very nice. I had worn the skirt far below my belly button I knew I had to do something to cover my stomach but the feeling was so powerful that I let the wind touch me all over my stomach. 
I regained my senses soon I was in a state of semi undress the wind had worked hard and lifted my shirt to the maximum extend possible till above my ribs. My skirt was loosely tied around my waist. I was sure the faint hair growth was surely visble. I immediately pulled down my shirt to cover my navel but the damage was done for sure and how long has this guy seen me like this? I looked at the watch still 12:40. 
Probably for 7 minutes I would have dozed off. I looked at the driver there was no emotions on his face. Zombie movies would have been inspired by people like him. I again leaned back to my seat. The driver had also lowered the window at his side. There is no point now fighting with the wind, I relaxed and lay back. The wind immediately lifted my shirt high above revealing my navel. This time I did nothing to pull it down. 
To hell with the driver and he has seen me in this state before. What’s the point of hiding it now. I tried to relax chai? The cabbie spoke again. What chai? He said he was feeling sleepy so needed one to stay awake. I said no. The thought of chai again made my bladder send a shooting pain to my pussy. I clutched my stomach. He looked at my stomach and then again to my face? 
Do you have stomach pain, madam? I was actually letting this guy take a free view of my exposed navel now. I said No. The pain in my kidney was unbearable now and reached a stage where i ll end up dirtying his cab. I gathered up some courage and told him that i wanted to use the toilet urgently. He looked at my stomach again and said that there is no public toilet anywhere and i should use the bushes like he did. 
I said no way. I ll hold on till we reached. He nodded and continued driving. The feeling was unconrollable now. I looked at the driver. He said there is a chai stall nearby and he will buy one chai and park the vehicle further away and pretend like he is drinking chai and meanwhile I can go and take my leak by walking little further away from the main road. Sounds intelligent! But will it work? 
I asked him to stop where there will be no type of life forms within 1 km radius where I am going to pee. He gave me a disgusted nod. He stopped the car and bought 2 plastic glass filled with chai. He asked me to hold it. He told me even I can have the chai after taking the leak. Whatever I was dead scared now. Considering the fact that I let this cabbie see my navel show for free I should accept that now I have gained some experience in public exposing. 
He stopped the car in a deserted area of course the vehicles behind us continue to speed past us. Had they known what I am up to, they would have surely slowed down to get their quota of free show.Educated, modern, sober woman pissing on the roadside. Wah! What publicity I gave him back the chai glass I kept my chai in front of the dashboard in front of me. I looked nervously all around. He looked at me and at his watch. 
If you wait some more time Madam and you can piss in broad day light. Oh, he is making fun of me now. Yes, Yes, has your fun too I thought in my mind. I got out of the car. I started walking towards some bushes off the road.Madam! He called me from behind. I got scared and ran back to the car. What happened? Did someone come? No he replied incase if someone comes what will you do? He asked me? 
I said i’ll run back to the car. What else? He looked at me again but did not speak back. I was getting frustrated now my stomach will burst any moment now. What, I shouted at him? Say it. He looked down and said? How can you run fast with your underwear between your legs? What? Oh ho like that? He was worried I will loose time to pull up my panty in case someone sees me. 
So what should I do? I ll switch off the lights you can remove it here and keep it here in the car, wtf? I was shocked to hear this. I mean agreed he saw my navel, but come to think of this, every women's navel is exposed to a certain extend when they wear saree nothing to be ashamed off, but removing panty in front of a cabbie is a horror story. No, I told him. I am sorry madam; I was just worried about your safety that’s all. 
Damn it! Why is this guy like this Ok, I said but, in one condition, you will not look this side. No problem madam.Actually my panty was wet and I did not want him to see it. What am I doing at 1 am siting inside this cab. I inserted my hand from below the skirt as I lifted my hand to reach for my panty. I realized that in this process I am also lifting my skirt along with my hand. 
When my hand reached my thighs, even my skirt had also been lifted exposing my thigh. I looked at the driver and he was looking at the other direction. I cannot lift my skirt all the way up to my panty its stupidity. I let the skirt remain lifted till up to my thighs. I undid the knot of my skirt. Loosened it and inserted both my hands and pulled down my panty. 
It was such a sloppy action that if the cabbie was looking he could have seen my entire assests clearly. I tried to calm myself down. I started taking long breaths. With some effort I pulled down my panty. I kept the panty back in my bag. But before I could tie the knot of my skirt and pull down the skirt from below my thighs. The cabbie turned towards me and asked if I am done. I screamed. 
I tried to pull down my skirt hard but in that haste my hand hit the chai glass kept in front of me and the entire chai fell all over my shirt and skirt. I jumped as a reflex and my panty slid down further revealing the driver most portion of my ass. The cabbie in the confusion and tension automatically brought forward his hand and tried to wipe away the chai from my skirt pulling it further down bringing my vagina in his full view. 
There was shock in his eyes. The pain of the hot tea touching my stomach and thighs was also unbearable. I went into hysteria and desperately tried to cover my modesty but it did no good as I stepped on my long skirt thereby pulling it further down. The driver understood my state of mind and clutched both my arms and told me to stop panicking. It’s alright I tried to cover my pussy with my hands. He again pressed both my arms with his hands and told me to calm down. 
I regained my senses. There I was with my shirt lifted and my skirt half way down sitting in front of the unknown person. I stared at him. He opened a small compartment on his car and took out and cloth. He slowly wiped the chai from my navel. I was in a state of shock. I was drained and had no power to react. He sensed that. He removed my hand covering my vagina and slowly wiped the chai from there too. 
He then slowly pulled down my skirt and removed it from below my legs. I was numb. He spread my legs apart and wiped the cloth in between my things and also wiped my vagina.I was sitting bottomless in a car now with this driver touching my private parts. Madam he shook me again. I did nothing to cover my vagina and he has seen me naked below my stomach. 
No need of going to the bushes to pee, Madam, He said.. He stretched his hand and from back seat he pulled out a 1.5 ltr Miranda bottle and gave it to me. I gave him a confused look and he kept the bottle in between my legs and pressed the nozzle part near my pee hole. I was ashamed and humiliated, little aroused, can’t deny that, but yes, i peed inside that bottle with him watching me. 
My mouth was dry and no words came out. It was like watcing a movie in mute. He took the bottle from me and closed it with a lid and threw it out of the window. It was 1:20 am and the roads were near deserted. I sat bottomless in the car too shocked to say anything. He then raised the window near my side. It was a black tinted glass and also raised the one in his side. My skirt was lying in the back seat. 
He started the car and took it forward. I made no attempt to wear my skirt. I sat with my legs spread in the front seat. He stopped the car in a corner of a road. He then slowly made me lie back on my seat and pulled it back to the maximum extend possible. I was now lying flat on the seat. He slowly kept his hand on my thighs. I did not have the power to take his hand off. 
My mind screamed that this was all wrong but I did nothing. He brought his hand and started removing my shirt buttons. He removed all my buttons and spread my shirt apart. I wore a black bra inside. He lifted me gently and removed my shirt. He slowly unhooked my bra from behind and removed that too. I lay stark naked in front of him. He bends forward and started massaging my breasts. 
I left out a moan that’s the first sound that came out of me after a long time. He bend forward and started sucking my nipple this hand started fingering my pussy my vagina was so wet and it had expanded to accomodate not two but three of his fingers. I felt a shrudder through me as his fingers found my G Spot. I shivered and shook in his arms as he sucked my pussy clean. I was in such a state that i least cared about anyone seeing us in this state. 
There was sound of the zip opening and I realized that I am going to get my first sex. But the cabbie did not insert his tiger in to me but pulled me towards him. I brought my face close to his penis. I was so aroused that I sucked his swollen head of his penis and drank his entire sperm when he cum. He fingered me again till I got multiple orgasms. I lay spent, naked next to the driver. He dressed but did not let me dress up. 
 He kept carressing me all the way home. When we neared my house and he openned his pant and I again asked for his much needed last blowjob and he kept pressing my breasts and licking my navel. I finally got the will to get out of the car and go home. I slept peacefully in my house. Shit! I did not even ask his name. I don’t care much though. Life is simple Enjoy it. Let’s not complicate it unnecessarily.</div>

My Office Cab

My ride back home: The work at office was hectic I looked at the time on the office clock. 11:15 pm. I had a customer message to solve....

My Wife's Friend

<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/AVvXsEgftxFjRzeOJCBqKh8-Tf7KaJ427mcnXESGwFQFk9gMlFsiIsl8Neohm432TeyYd673uK76uKS0oUETXg3p8uE51WZ_NiGev9DsUYFKzminESHVxSwUG_k814yp_skWNolEN1bG_Tv9R1o/s1600/wg1TgLz3zP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftxFjRzeOJCBqKh8-Tf7KaJ427mcnXESGwFQFk9gMlFsiIsl8Neohm432TeyYd673uK76uKS0oUETXg3p8uE51WZ_NiGev9DsUYFKzminESHVxSwUG_k814yp_skWNolEN1bG_Tv9R1o/s1600/wg1TgLz3zP.jpg" /></a></div> 
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">This happened a year back when my wife was on maternity. Since she had some trouble during the delivery we were asked not to involve in sex for minimum of 8 months till the stitches are healed. Having lost almost more than a month before delivery without sex, I was going crazy and unable to concentrate on my work. Every day I would watch porn videos on internet and that was driving me even crazier.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">My wife has a habit of forwarding messages to her friends from my mobile and apparently she sent to one of her friend, who didn’t store our number. She sent the message late at 1am to her friend Devi. While I was at work the next day afternoon I got a missed call from some number. Since I am in sales I cannot afford to miss any of my clients call and called that number immediately.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Soon I learned that it is a female and I kept asking who is on the line. Since her voice was so rude, I didn’t leave any information and cut the call in within minutes. Even after that she kept giving missed call and that disturbed me. Later I told some fake name and she said that her name as Jeni and we decided to talk after my work. When I called her in the evening she said that she likes my voice and style of language.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">She like the way I called her immediately after the missed called and enquired who this is. As we spoke, we started giving fake build-up about our jobs, marital status, likes and dislikes etc.to make her feel comfortable I did say her voice is also good and I will be happy to hear a song. With out even a request she started singing a song from a latest movie.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Then the friendship started with sms updates, calls after meals etc., Within few days the conversation drove to height, weight, complexion, love, romance, past affairs, what she likes in men and I like in women etc., Then we started speaking in double meaning and later she told me she is feeling horny and is trying to masturbate with thin deodorant can and it is chill.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I become horny and said that I have a deodorant can and that is warm, she asked me which brand and I said I will give her later as it won’t be available in shops because it is imported. She was disappointed and in two days she expressed that she wanted to meet. I was already running crazy and want to see her, but wanted to know whether she is genuine or not. I decided to speak frankly and told her about me.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">After telling she said sorry and cut the call. I felt something wrong. I sent many messages and for all that the reply was just “OK” or “sorry for disturbing you” and was disconnecting my calls. I was terribly angry and called her the next day from a land line and she picked. I asked what happen, she said its “Devi” my wife’s friend and she thought somebody else and started talking dirty.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">She was also cursing me for cheating my wife, I was bit upset and told her and explained my situation about not having sex for 2 months and I couldn’t concentrate on my work etc. she said spoke to softly and started motivating me. She called me the next day when I was in temple and I couldn’t attend the call and sent “I am in temple” she asked why suddenly and I told her that today’s my birthday.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">She said that she wanted to meet me today somehow. I accepted her offer and decided to meet in the evening at a railway station; she is from outskirts of Chennai. Since, I haven’t seen her before so I was imagining about her to the best of myself. But it was a shock to see a short and dark (75%) female with an ugly chudi. I completely lost interest; since she was speaking nice I decided to stay.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">As promised before I decided to drop her back near her home which is more than 30 kms from the railway station. Then she sat on my bike and was riding on a road which was severly damage after the rains. Every few metres there were pot holes and I was applying brake and was getting a kiss of her soft tennis balls. Initially I hesitated, but later started enjoying those soft punches at my back.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Soon I could feel harder punches with her tennis balls becoming like a cricket balls. I understood she is becoming horny. She came closer to me and started speaking about my life and sex vaccum in my life. She said that she is also feeling horny after watching a porn movie in her cousin’s computer and longing to get fucked. Then we started forgetting that she is my wife’s friend and even she.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Later she asked me whether I am feeling her boobs becoming firm and I said yes and said even my cock is becoming firm. Within no time she started kept her arm around my waist when we jumped on a speed breaker and slowly slided her hand to my pants. She caressed my pants and said she is feeling the bulge. By then we were half way through and she started holding it firmly as we were on a highway and none can see us.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">My cock really wanted to come out to fuck her, but I was trying to control not to do it. It was at 9pm we entered into a military area where in the night almost its pitch dark and none will be there. I asked her permission to touch her balls, but she said my touch is not enough and if I am going to just touch she doesn't want it. I told her that I will suck it, hearing this she held my hands and guided it to her breasts.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Imagine, there is none in the road, pitch dark and I am driving bike slowly but my one hand is pressing it – what an uncomfortable position I was in. I stopped my bike in the side of the road and turned to press it with two hands, but stilled found it really uncomfortable. I just got down from my bike and parked it alongside the wall and made her to sit on it and started pressing it comfortably by standing.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">She started moaning and she was trying to hold my cock. Later I was scared of her moans and planted a deep kiss on her mouth and she started biting her like chewing gum. Later I wanted to suck it, so I told her to control he moan so that I can suck it for long. She accepted it and I raised her chudi and removed her bra hooks to get a way to take it on my mouth. I started sucking it, biting,</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I started giving love bite, and she wasn’t able to control her moan and started increasing her voice. I slowed down and then she promised me that she will again control and then I sucked her hard for long. I was so nervous doing this in public that too in military area. My love bites were paining a lot and said she wants to see my cock. Then I made her to stand and I sat on the bike.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Since it was so dark that she wasn’t able to see it and switched on the torch in her mobile and said that this is bigger than her deodorant tin. She asked the warm imported tin which I told her before and I just said that, if she is feeling my cock warm, this is it. She was so tempted hearing this and asked me to hold the mobile and started sucking my cock. She started biting my cock with her teeth and it was pain and pleasure.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I was about to explode my cum and told her to stop it. She then stopped it and within no seconds of coming out her mouth I exploded on her neck, she stood up and by then it was all over her chudi. It was really embarrassing for me. But she just gave me smile and I said sorry. She said that it’s all because of her and she was happy that she could see my cock exploding on her so aggressively.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I offered her my hand kerchief and asked her to wipe it. She wiped and also my cock and kissed it deeply. I noticed a night guard coming in distance in bicycle and we decided to start moving. The moment we passed the guard she again kept her hand on my pants, but in the hurry I missed to zip my pant and she inserted her hand inside this time and started taking it out of my underwear and started holding it.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">She pressed it and said that her breasts are paining and itching so much. Then I told her I wanted to touch her cunt and tried doing it while I was riding my bike. She guided my hand to her cunt and the moment I touched it she reached her climax and just leaned on me and exploded her fluid on my hands. She was completely wet and sticky. I badly wanted to fuck her but had no right place to do so and was afraid of the guards.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">So for every 100 mts I was stopping and keeping my hand inside her cunt, caressing her breast and kissing her lips. Since I just exploded it will require another 30 mts to get ready for another round and it was already late for her. At 10 she started getting calls from home, so she wanted me to drop her near her area. I just dropped her at railway station near her area and she went, I started coming back to city. While I was on the way, I was getting continuous missed call from her.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I called her back and she said that I have exploded on her very badly and made her dress wet, when she noticed on lights it was so visible and had to cover her with open thupatta. She has heavy pain on her breast because of my love bites and said that her breast is full of reddish patches of love bite. She told me that she wants it all over her body next time even if it is paining. With this wonderful experience I started masturbating everyday and made her listen to the masturbation sound over phone. Later within days we decided to meet once again, but this time in afternoon.</div></div>

My Wife's Friend

This happened a year back when my wife was on maternity. Since she had some trouble during the delivery we were asked not to involve in sex...

Myths About Self Stimulation-masturbation: Break Them!

<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/AVvXsEjo46p_09OOro77JaxN7htIof3O19cSyS5SEt2kOnqJKGHiI3GEYx84Fznbn0yghFp1oR15SI7n2vg5EtCoH7gXAUJNvmTMtx5ntXi_jvEcVp8JnrdpEVl6tnjIK4YAfPdgBuWCa-DjYcY/s1600/27-girl-271011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo46p_09OOro77JaxN7htIof3O19cSyS5SEt2kOnqJKGHiI3GEYx84Fznbn0yghFp1oR15SI7n2vg5EtCoH7gXAUJNvmTMtx5ntXi_jvEcVp8JnrdpEVl6tnjIK4YAfPdgBuWCa-DjYcY/s1600/27-girl-271011.jpg" /></a></div>Self stimulation is a natural process by which young boys and girls come to terms with their own sexuality. It is under normal conditions, a totally healthy process of maturing. However, it is not looked upon very favourable in many societies, especially Asian cultures. There are many unscientific and unreasonable myths surrounding masturbation that need to be broken for the new generation. It is possible to reach orgasm by masturbation and there is no shame in it.  Here are a few myths about self stimulation that are incorrect. Self Stimulation And Masturbation Myths: 1. Masturbation In Boys Leads To Impotency: It is a very popular belief in many societies and it is used to create a sense of terror in the minds of young boys. How can what you do as a 15 year old lead to impotency and why should a teenager be bothered with complex issues of fertility? Sperms ejaculated during masturbation are produced in the body again within 2 hours time so this belief is totally unscientific and manipulative. 2. Masturbation Leads To Premature Ejaculation: If somebody has a medical condition called Erectile Dysfunction then masturbation leads to instant orgasm leaving the partner unsatisfied. However, for normal healthy males it is quite the contrary. Stimulation will make you last longer in bed and enjoy every bit of it. 3. Masturbation In Girls Leads To Loss Of Virginity: Again a masturbation myth that is based on fear instead of facts. Losing virginity while stimulating yourself is quite a far fetched idea and highly impossible in most cases. People who propagate such myths are unaware of this basic physical fact that penetration is not essential for stimulating female organs. It is possible for women to stimulate themselves just by rubbing. That makes it highly improbable for the hymen to get damaged due to intrusion. 4. Masturbation Can Lead To Infections: If you do it with dirty hands then it will. But you can get a stomach infection even if you eat with dirty hands. So why this special bias towards anything related to pleasure. Personal hygiene is very important during self stimulation but it is also important in every other aspect of life like eating, sleeping and bathing. The issue is cleanliness not masturbation and the focus should on the issue. 5. Married People Do Not Masturbate: Why should this be a hard and fast rule? Self stimulation as a behaviour pattern is not harmful to a couples love life. If a married man or woman is not totally satisfied by making love with their partner then what is the harm if they stimulate themselves? It can also be that they wish to extend their pleasure in lovemaking in this way. It is very normal for married couple to stimulate each other and themselves during lovemaking.  Break out of the above myths about self stimulation because they are untrue and arbitrary but remember too much of anything, even stimulation takes the pleasure out of things.</div>

Myths About Self Stimulation-masturbation: Break Them!

Self stimulation is a natural process by which young boys and girls come to terms with their own sexuality. It is under normal conditions, a...

Banging Young Nurse

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