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Hey…firstly I would like to introduce myself. I’m Manish Kharbanda, an investment consultant from Delhi and has been a regular visitor of this site. My email Id is …. any aunty, bhabhi or girl who wants discreet and anonymous encounters in Delhi/NCR can mail me. I’ll give you my contact number and we can have wild fucking sessions at your place. I like the stories here and fantasies expressed. So, I’ve decided to share may experience with you. Her name is Meenakshi who play the role of the bottom in the fantasy.

Now here it starts…
One day I and two friends Amit and Arun were sitting in the bar. Amit asked for Arun’s Gf mobile no. He refused initially. Then he gave his GF no. to me and Amit both surprisingly. We texted here on WhatsApp and she told her name Meenakshi. But Arun’s GF name was Manisha. On applying force he admitted that he gave us no. interchanging the digits.
I started talking to her in the same evening and asked her to meet next day. She was refusing initially and blocked me but later on, she agreed. The next morning she reached a nearby metro station and I picked up in my car. To my surprise, she was hot as hell. With almost 36-32-36 sized figure. She was dressed in fine clothes wearing Kurta and black jeans with open permed hairs. Her assets like her boobs and ass were flashing from the clothes as if just trying to remain inside and can bulge out any time. On seeing me she gave me a casual hug. We went to a nearby mall. As it was only 12 noon, the crowd was very less. We were roaming on the corridor and reached the floor of the box office. She was a perfect figured divorced woman in early 30’s. I asked her for the movie but she said it would be too late. So, we sat on a bench near lift drinking coffee. Meanwhile, I was looking at her boobs from the open button of her suit. She noticed it and gave me a decent smile. I was getting hard erections and situation was going out of control. Suddenly I don’t know what happened and I kissed her wildly. I nearly chewed her lips making a bite mark on her lower lip. She pushed me back and we stopped. She said nothing and asked to leave.

We were coming down through the lift and reached the basement parking. Again I gave her smooch deeply and my erected rod was touching her stomach. She was pushing me back but was cooperating also as she was also getting wet.

Then, suddenly she asked to go as she was upset with the experience of the first date. I asked if I could drop her but she refused. She went out of mall running and disappeared suddenly. She took a cab from there which she told me later that I will discuss later. I also reached home at about 2 pm and what I saw in my Whatsapp…. I was blocked on the WhatsApp. This thing discouraged me and I felt as I did something wrong. This mental chaos continued for several days but her seductive figure with great ass and magnificent breast cannot go out of my mind any how.

A week later, I got a call from another number and surprisingly she was Manisha. She called her from another number. I asked her about her sudden leaving the place. She said that that session surprised her and she wasn’t prepared for it on the first date only. I admired her body over call….about her sexy ass and big boobs. She thanked me for the compliments and I asked her for the nudes this time. She cut the call and soon within minutes my WhatsApp flooded with nudes of her. It was like dream coming true on seeing her beautiful assets. She asked me to meet again but this time straight for a fucking session for which she had no issues. We readily agree to meet next day.

We met next day at the same metro station but this time her driver dropped her there. Then we left for my flat in north Delhi.
Meanwhile, in the car, she was pressing my penis as I was driving with my pant opened and she was giving blowjob meanwhile.
We reached my flat. I took scotch from wine shop and packet of condoms from my car. We drank a lot and then the stuff started. She hugged me tightly and I was squeezing the butts. Then we kissed like wildings nearly for 5 minutes and erection was going hard. Her 36 sized large boobs were touching my chest and it was like heaven. I started caressing them with both hands. Then she removed my shirt and undo my pant. I also removed her kurta and took a look at those magnificent assets. Wowww..they were just really awesome. I pushed her on the bed and undo her jeans and panty. Now I could feel the aroma of her juice and clean shaved wet pussy. Then I took my hands on her boobs and she was breathing heavily with some moaning. I bit on her nipples and sucked them making them red as hell. She was moaning loudly and without any delay, I pushed my tool in her wet pussy and her orgasm was seducing me much more than her assets. After 2 sessions she came on the top and took my penis inside her wet tunnel. I dropped scotch all over her body and that aroma was highly seductive. Then I licked her whole body and she was moaning heavily……

These sessions continued for few hours and we have about 5-6 sessions in the meantime. After the much wild sessions, she asked me to give her body massage. I started with massage of scotch due to the absence of oil.

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by Barron I felt the warm sun baking my face through the tent. I lifted my head from my pillow and saw the other guys were still sleeping. I slowly crawled out of my sleeping bag, grabbed my swimming trunks and went through the tent opening. I instantly felt the rough grass that grew on the front lawn of Ryan’s childhood home. I had came here with my youth group and just got here last night. I slowly stood up and put on my shoes, after tying them I started to sprint across the lawn...

The Remaking of Anna Plowright

Prologue Anna Plowright trudged grimly along the country lane towards her cottage still two kilometres distant. She was soaked to the skin. The rain bucketed down and reduced her hair to a stringy ruin, and found every available gap in her clothing to trickle down her back and between her breasts. When she had set out that morning for her daily ten-kilometre walk with the dog, the sun had been shining, the skies clear. Then apparently from out of nowhere clouds began to rapidly pile up, and...

Edward Albrights One Good Review

The party was already in full swing when I arrived. It had the feeling of a party from my student days. Even the music was from another era. I mean … Girl from Ipanema? Who plays that at a party in this day and age? Well … clearly Marina does. But you know what I mean. Aside from the music, the first thing that I heard as I let myself in through the unlocked front door was Tyler Mason’s unmistakeable voice. ‘Gosh! George! This is a surprise. I thought that you were in New York.’ ‘New York?...

From Far Righter to Cum Dump for Arabs

[This is true a story about an experience I had with a girl met on tinder]Her name was Océane. A 3rd year university law student. She grew up in small french village with almost no people of colour living it, and as you might imagine, the people and her family in that village had a irrational fear and disliking for foreigners, especially for North Africans and arabs (such as myself). Growing up, Mathilde shared similar views as her parents and friends in the village (which is understandable,...

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Alright, so I had been out all day and night with my girlfriend and her mom. We just went in city for shopping, food, ect. At Walmart, after I walked off from my girl to go piss, I came back and she hadn't seen me. I wanted to see how she would react to this. I walked up behind her and grabbed a big handful of ass and rubbed my hand down her thigh. She was wearing some extremely short shorts, yes jean daisydukes pretty much. She freaked at first and then realized it was me and then she was ok....

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