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Hello guys ;) Everyone is doing well, I hope. I wish you all a very happy new year. May all of you have amazing sex dates and new hot dates this year. May your dick grow an inch longer and may you have a fit body.
Okay! Now let us come to the story. The story is of a friend who shared his real life incident with me and I am here to narrate that for him and for you all. The story is about my friend Sunny.
So here is Sunny’s story in an affirmative narration.
It was my friend’s wedding. The wedding was at some place in Rajasthan. Actually it was an extremely small village with bare minimum facilities. I got down at Molisar Railway Station. The station was very small and deserted. I was the only one who got down at that station. There were hardly 10-12 people including the ticket counter person and railway staff. I could easily figure out the driver who had come to receive me.
It was some 70 kilometer away from that railway station. I could only see the bare sand and burnt bushes. It was no less than any haunted location. Honestly, I was feeling very scared from inside. On the way, there were few people and animals I could spot.
I felt really happy when I reached my friend’s village. Although the village was very small, but the hospitality I received was great. His parents and his family welcomed me. I was probably his only friend who had come so far from Delhi. His relatives were very nice. Actually they were staying in Jaipur from sometime, but they had come to their native village for the wedding.
My friend was looking stunning with mehandi and all. I met his friends. His local friends were very funny. I did not like them initially but became great friends with the meanwhile. Soon, the wedding bells rang. It was really good to enjoy there.
Finally the time to come back. I wished all of them best wishes and his driver left me back at Molisar Railway Station.
I was waiting for my train but it did not arrive for more than an hour after its scheduled time. I went to the ticket counter and enquired. After half an hour, a guy came and told me that train was running some 12 hours late.
It was 4pm in the noon. The thought of waiting for another 12 hours was scary. So I wanted to go back to my friend’s place.
When the few people around heard my problem, they all sympathized with me. Well, that’s so common in India, especially villages. So they started suggesting me what to do. Few advised me to go back to my friend’s place but the majority suggested that I should go a the nearby city by bus and there from can easily catch any other train for my place. The nearest city Bikaner was around 200km from that place. Now, another problem was that the bus to Bikaner was scheduled after 3 hours. So in nutshell, that option too became useless.
Then, they all helped me to board any Bikaner-going tax, trolly or truck. Luckily they found a truck going to Bikaner and they all assured its safety since most of the people knew the driver Ramesh and he belonged to Molisar itself. It looked really genuine, so I accepted the offer.
Ramesh was a man in mid 30s. He was dark complexion and lean body. He was wearing a vest and a lungi. That’s the typical driver dress in India. He was a bit talkative. He enquired everything about me. I told him the truth of my friend’s wedding and all. He also shared that he and his assistant Raju daily travels to Bikaner to supply stones to some factory. Raju had his sister’s wedding therefore he was not on board that day. That driver was interesting. He told me that it would take 5-6 hours to reach to Bikaner. I was fine with that.
2 hours passed quickly and it was 6:30 in the evening. The sun was ready to set and it was starting to dark. At some point, Ramesh and me got down at a dhaba to have tea. We had tea and got back. After sometime, I wanted to piss so I said to him, “Yaar!! Rokoge kahi. Mujhe susu karni h”
He replied, “Haan bhai! Rokta hu…mujhe khud karni h pishab…badi zor ki aa rahi h”
He stopped the drunk on some highway and we got down to pee. I started pissing and noticed that even Ramesh came, stood next to me and started pissing. Very unintentionally, my eye sight caught the hold of Ramesh’s cock. It was black and big. I liked looking at it. Even Ramesh noticed that, but he did not react to it.
Beautiful wind were blowing and it was an amazing weather.
After being back, Ramesh and me started talking again. Somehow, he brought the topic to sex. I was getting really horny talking about sex. He told me how he has fucked so many women in his life. He was married with two kids but he told that he still fucks women given a chance. He told earlier he used to travel to across the country and had got lucky very often.
He kept sharing his secrets. And the best was yet to come. He said, “Arey bhaijaan ….lund ki tharak ko bss chodnaa dikhayi deta h… Mujhe to roz chudaai chahiye sone se pahle. Raju ki gaand dheeli kardi h chod chod k”
OMG!! So he shared that he almost daily fucks his assistant Raju who he told me that was just 17 years of age.
Later, I got to know that Raju was not the only boy he has fucked. He often fucks boys and men. Basically, all he wanted was a hole.
I was grossed out to hear all that. But I would be honest to you all, I really felt so horny listening to all this.
Ramesh asked me that if I have ever done any sex with any boy. And that driver, he placed his hand on my thigh while asking that. I replied “No”
But his hand was now roaming here and there on my thighs. My cock was rock hard. He, all of a sudden, touched my dick too.
I was not reacting to any of it, but enjoying deep down in my heart.
After some miles, he stopped the truck at some location and asked me to get down. Truck was parked on the roadside and I followed him to some tube well and an empty field. He told me that they take bath here. Its just some tube well.
He removed his cloths and started taking bath. I was sitting at some stone nearby. Looking him bathing was orgasmic. He looked lovely and manly. That made me horny.
After bath, he directly came to me and his intentions were purely sexual.
He kissed me and smooched for long. I loved the smooch we had. He was naked and I was easily touching his entire body. Touch of the dick was making me all the more horny. After the passionate body licking, he placed his dick on my lips. For the first time ever in my life, I took a dick in my mouth. I was so horny that I loved sucking his cock. I sucked him deep.
Then, he spitted on my ass-hole and with the lubrication of his spits, he entered his cock in my ass. It was very painful in the beginning but he seemed to be a master in fucking. In that open field in dark, he fucked me like a dog. Then he slurred all his cum in my ass.
After fucking me, he lied tired on the stone. He asked me to clean myself. I did.
Then we went back to the truck and he started.
During the entire journey, he used me to the core. I was sucking his cock and balls throughout the way. He was sharing his incidents with boys and men. He also shared that even he has been fucked in his childhood. He told me that his Fufaaji had fucked him at the age of 11. And after that, when he was assistant to some truck driver, that driver used to fuck him daily. He told that he has been fucked in group as well. He told me that it is quite common in truck driver’s profile. But after he has started driving his truck, its him who is fucking.
He dropped me to the Bikaner Railway Station and parted once for all.
So this was the story of Sunny. If you have any real life incident and you want me to write it for you, you can contact me at
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