Cherry HuntersChapter 8 Mala and Meera
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This sex story is completely fictional, any similarity with fictitious events or characters was purely coincidental.
I am Raveena, a widower, living in a well known Indian City. I have a Son, who is working abroad in an oil company where he cannot take me with him. So ever since he joined the new company, I am living all alone in our home. It is by coincidence that my good friend Meera, a central government employee got transferred to my city with the promotion. I was very happy to hear the news and welcomed her to my home.
Meera, who came out after being married to a man for 17 years. She needed a big break and she was very happy to accept her new transfer. Meanwhile, I felt Meera’s arrival like a blessing in disguise. Finally, I have someone to talk, a helping hand in case of emergency. Meera is a soft spoken, well mannered, and conservative type of character. But with me, she feels more relaxed and shares everything. We have a very close relationship between each other.
Meera took time to adjust to her new world, the especially new position was very demanding initially. Slowly she started to adjust to her surroundings. As she was not in good terms with her family members especially during and after the legal battle for divorce. She hardly visited her home one or two times in three months since her arrival only to see her ailing mother.
Meanwhile, my son also visited me and stayed with us for 15 days before taking up his new project. This time, he was very happy for me because he is not leaving me alone. He has always been a very ambitious young boy, I am very happy for him as well. His father used to tell me, don’t interfere while they are chasing their dreams. Let them fly. I have let him chase his dreams.
Each time when Meera returns home, she will be gloomy for some days, I often feel very sad to see her suffering like that. Sometimes, I tell her to stop worrying about the problems, ignore them and stay happy. After hearing it, she gets normal for some time but again goes back to same old gloomy face.
I thought an outing or shopping would make her more relaxed, she immediately agreed with me when I talked about a shopping. We planned to do a shopping on Saturday and have a full day out.
Saturday morning, after loading a set of CR and DR cards to our armory, we have decided to take the field. Our first target was hitting most popular beauty parlor in town. I told Meera that, I want you to completely obey me and do things as I want you to do.
Meera did notice a change in my tone, but I ignored it completely. If I don’t act this way, I am sure she will not cooperate with it. When I saw her little scared, I got a little bit naughty and instructed the lady chief to do her a complete bridal make up. Although my own fucking idea backfired little as it took more than three hours after mine and I had to wait till she arrived.
Meera has finally arrived and I was shell shocked to see her in a new avatar. Not in my wildest dreams, I was expecting her this way, she has transformed from a conservative middle-class woman to a high-end social bitch. The only thing that hindered the charm was her dressing.
Meera couldn’t believe it either, she kept looking herself in the mirror. She anxiously asked me about her current looks, how do I look Raveena? I whispered in her ear that, “I am getting jealous of you. I am not able to take my eyes from you”.
Meera, “come on, Raveena! You are always playful, Tell me the truth, am I looking good?”
I said, “You have become a bombshell, if you still don’t believe me, I will show you how it is.
“Come let us go to a designer showroom”.
We reached the new location, I told her, “Meera, forget about your past life. You are reborn today. Leave everything from your old life behind.
“Come! We will get some new designer collections”.
Meera liked few, but little hesitant when she saw the price tag. She came near to me asked, “Aren’t they costly?”
Each time, when I came close to her, I was getting some real wild sensation all over my body. I am surprised to see the new demands of my body. I have wondered, What happens to me? I know her for more than 3 decades, I have been with her many times, but I have never had this kind of feeling towards her. I have quickly realized that I have developed a crush on her. A weird desire to bed her as early as possible and make mine.
Meera called me again, “Ravee! are you listening?”
I have quickly recollected my consciousness. And replied to Meera that, “don’t worry about money. You have to pay well to get quality products”.
Inside my mind, I couldn’t control myself from fucking her as hard as I can. Somehow I have tried to hide it from her and walked closer. I gently put my hands on her shoulders from behind and rubber down, smoothness took me to finger stroking. As she lifted her right-hand little bit, my both hands held them together.
I am not able to stop myself and losing my full control, I have to do something fast. At the same time, I know how she feels now. Even she too gets turn on after a good session at spas and parlors. For Meera, this is the first time and so she will be submissive.
I said, Look at you Meera, despite your age, you have still maintained a good figure to use this type of dress. I have put my hands on hips and taken fresh advantage of the situation.
I looked at the hottest dress I can find, and got hold of a red strappy back bodycon dress and given to her. Try this Meera.
Meera was totally shocked to see that and asked me, “This one! This is very short. No! This is not fit for me.”
Raveena, “Alright! Alright! I am not forcing you but just do a trial. See yourself in it”.
Meera accepted it at last and went to the trial room, after 15 minutes, she came out in her brand new attire. I saw my full course meal in her, a complete package with all due respect. I kept asking myself one question, How the hell did all those men and women failed to spot this beauty?
She has everything that is needed to make her a diva. Standing 170cm tall with an oval face, long nose, dusky complexion, fuller lips, big breasts, curvy hips, wide ass and long legs. It seemed like she is aged to perfection, even at this late age, she is nothing but a sensation.
Even chief lady of the showroom came and gave the compliments to her looks. I took the chance and told Meera, “We are going in this dress”. A pair of high heels also added to the wardrobe. While we were in the restroom, I gave her a thong and told if someone ever spots the normal one you have, it will be embarrassing. Ever since she wore her new clothes, she has been half robotic, so things became smoother for me.
I told her that, if you want to see your admirers and fans, look around as we walked through the mall, our new destination. I was right, they have not anyone like her in real life. Meera is enjoying all the attention she is getting, meanwhile, I was searching for my next spot to let her know my feeling. I took her to a crowded lift, we got into it, I stood behind Meera and Meera.
First, I wrapped her body and warmed her with a couple of questions. She is very happy, we continued to talk, I have intentionally pressed her ass, she was bit shocked by that, but I have brought her body close to my breasts. Lift slowly stopped at each floor and we had to be content with ourselves.
Meera was not taking anything for some time. Meanwhile, my hands reached her pussy. Meera jumped a bit and looked me back, with a partially approving partially begging expression (which I have never seen from her before). She said, please.
I gave her a ‘junglee billy’ expression of eating her alive. And muttered her “I Love You”.
We reached the bottom floor and walked straight to our car. Once we got into the car, I wanted to fuck her there itself but parking guys are roaming all over the place. Now that I have got half nod of Meera, I don’t want to miss this opportunity. It’s been a long time since I had a good sex. Today I will bid adieu to my sex barren life.
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It took no time to reach my home, I didn’t do attempt anything once I reached home. Meera thought I did it for fun. But Am I? No.
I was preparing to make it grand, went to my room cleaned up well. Took myself a much-needed shower, I took a full see through dress and nothing underneath it. Then, opened my secret vault and took my vodka bottle. Had one peg straight away then mixed one with some juice and one without juice. Called Meera, as we were hungry, we sat on the table and opened our parcel. “Meera, I had a glass of vodka, would you like to try little?” Here it is, mixed with juice so you won’t find it difficult.
Meera smiled at me and said, “you are getting very naughtier today”.
I said, “come on! For whom do we keep this good certificate? We should enjoy our life. I am compelling you anyway.”
Meera got confused, after a couple of more talks she drinks it. All she needed was a start, we went on to 3-4 rounds.
After finishing the food, I have played some classic western songs like ‘Unchained melody’s and danced some steps, Meera too joined me. We danced together, slowly I kissed on the lips.
Meera then asked, do you really want this?
I said I couldn’t resist myself.
Meera said same here and smooched me harder and she was that aggressive that she bite my lips real hard and made me bleed.
We went to my bedroom where everything was set for our first night. We undressed each other, her big black boobs like a huge coconut made me wet immediately. She moaned softly each time when I squeezed her teats. I have only seen such round deep navel only in sculptures, here my goddess is blessed to have a perfect figure.
It was a revelation for me to find my desire in a woman. At one point I have kissed each and every part of her body. I have figured out each and every up and down of her body. Initially, it took time for her to open up her inner thigh. I was patient enough to caress her until she gives herself to me with her full consent. The voice of her slowly was in ascending order when my fingers and tongue started playing her piano part.
I felt like I am handling my own vagina in her. Meera asked me to do it faster again and again, as I sat above and rubbed our pussies in a rhythmic motion. Meera got up after some time brought me to the edge of the bed, she bends her knees and kneel between the legs and mouthed me harder. I have screamed louder and louder. She stopped midway and looked at me with a wry smile.
I said, oh Meera don’t do this to me like this in the middle. I am begging you. Oh, Meera! Please don’t you have some love for me.
She pushed me back to the bed, propped up with pillows put my legs on her shoulders used mouth on my clits and hands on my breasts.
Oh Yes! Yes! Meera aaaa.
(moaned)
Finally, a weak in the knees followed by mutual kissing slaps, and hugs made us retire for the night. Drinks and hard sex helped us to sleep fast. Next day morning, I saw my best sight in years, my lovely Meera sleeping beside me.
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BDSMFinding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. "Thank you," Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. "Master, may I speak?"Robin...
BDSMI noticed in the afternoon that my stupid Boss was in danger as I thought about killing him; but I suddenly saw it was time to leave the office; so the lucky bastard survived one more day to my fury and anger…All I wanted as I drove my car, was getting home, enjoy a warm relaxing shower and fuck my sensual wife during all night long…But I found Jerome’s car parked at our driveway…Once inside the living room, I got a full sight of that nigger bastard sitting at my favorite recliner, with his...
FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 4 - Duncan My habit of socialising with Imogene and Paul on a fairly regular basis continued much along the same lines for the next few months. I still lacked the courage to go out dressed so we tended to entertain each other at our respective houses. I found I enjoyed planning meal menus and discovered a real passion for cooking. I won't say that I was in any way competitive; let's just leave it with the comment that, for both households, the meals became...
I felt really strange sitting in the lounge of an hotel with my son whilst he told me about how his step mother had been frigid for much of her marriage to his father, it was something I didn't really want to know about, so I pushed him about why they'd had what he called strong words. "Well" he grinned shyly, "They'd been out to a friend's wedding, they should have stayed overnight, but for whatever reason they came home early and caught us" "Us?" I queried, "You've got to...
Valerie Nicholls had found her motivation to work out regularly. His name was Connor, and he owned the gym that was incongruously tucked away behind an upscale European furniture store in what most people probably assumed was an area of tony shops and places where you paid four dollars for a small pastry that was wrapped up for you to take away in a small box tied with a ribbon.At forty-two, Valerie had been divorced for six years and was content enough with her situation not to settle for less...
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of meeting Charlie, my cyber lover, I wanted to surprise her, just show up, a daring act in itself as fear of what a disaster this might be swept over me. What would she think when she realized who I...
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of meeting Charlie, my cyber lover, I wanted to surprise her, just show up, a daring act in itself as fear of what a disaster this might be swept over me. What would she think when she realized who I...
Straight SexFINDING MY VOICE Chapter 5 - I finally find my own voice. The morning following my first public outing en-femme, I awoke early. I had been dreaming all night about Duncan, the man who, only yesterday evening, had become the first man to kiss me on the lips - or anywhere else for that matter! To say I was confused would be an understatement. I had never considered myself gay, but I definitely reacted as a woman when Duncan kissed me. I needed to talk this through with my best...
After waking up, getting ready, and having breakfast, it’s shopping time for us with work for Dad and his two ladies. Lia insists on a hair trim for all of the new people, and the standard stops at Victoria’s Secret, the accessories store next door, swimwear, and the cosplay store. Next we visit our favourite jewellery lady to get necklaces for the new slaves. She also has some nice ones I asked her to make up for my daughters, which makes them happy to have their own special items of...
Hello, I have a story to tell that you may find interesting. My name is Marty Harris and I am a school teacher and football coach in a small community in the mountains south of Seattle. I love my job and my students. I guess I am a popular teacher as many of my students and alums keep in contact with me after school, practice or even graduation. This story begins after I had visited a friend and former student teaching colleague of mine who taught in a similar small town about 2 hours from...
Laid off.. I could still hear the words ringing in my ears. I just couldn’t believe it. 35 years old, no career, no prospects in site. I don’t know why I thought my husband would be more comforting. It wasn’t in his nature to nurture me, console me, why should this be any different? Once again, I would find my way through this on my own. The weeks turned into months, slowly at first, but soon enough, I was adjusting to being a housewife. No more did I need the rush of the stock market to make...
Finding Her Master By: Ropetease ©2010 Chapter One Robin was on her way home from winning her court case. It was a hard fought battle in the court room, just right up her alley. She was a tough, demanding lawyer for her clients and Robin earned her status by fighting hard to win. Driving up the express way, listening to her favorite country singer, Jerrod Neiman when her five year old BMW started to make a slapping noise from under the hood, all her warning lights on the dash came on. ...
Finding Her Master By: Ropetease ©2010 Chapter One Robin was on her way home from winning her court case. It was a hard fought battle in the court room, just right up her alley. She was a tough, demanding lawyer for her clients and Robin earned her status by fighting hard to win. Driving up the express way, listening to her favorite country singer, Jerrod Neiman when her five year old BMW started to make a slapping noise from under the hood, all her warning lights on the dash came on. "Not...
BDSM"Alfred Marshall illustrated two ways in which ceteris paribus can be used to consider the effects of some causes of isolation." "Ceteris paribus?" Jack muttered to himself, as he reread the sentence. "What the hell is ceteris paribus?" He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration as he flipped back to the index of his Microeconomics textbook. He knew this stuff. He'd read the words many times before, but for some reason he just couldn't remember what it meant. Was it possible...