How I Fucked The Old Beggar Woman Roadside
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Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from hidden places when they change attires.
I always find the chance to touch teats and breasts of sleeping girls or women. I think always believe “sex is one kind of art”. So I want to share the real stories of those incidents of my life with yours. I assure you that every tale will give you a full satisfaction.
Dear readers, the conversations of the story obviously were in ‘Bangla’, some places I have used ‘Bangla’ as happened and translated into ‘English’, otherwise I have tried to use translated English.
From the August 2010 I have been engaged in a new job. So, I’m now doing double job at a time. My first job which is permanent and starts from 7:30 am and ends at 2:00 pm then I go to my second job place and that job starts from 4 pm and ends at 9:30 pm. So I remain busy for the whole day, my honorable lovely readers who are regularly keeping touch with me suffer from not getting reply their mails in time, it’s only for my busyness, I want apology from them.
Every day I go to my second job place after ending my first job by bus. I always use a shortcut way to reach the bus stoppage soon and I have to pass a byroad. An old beggar maid sitting under the shed of a tree beside the road begs. I couldn’t guess her age; she may be about 75 or 80 years. Entire hairs of her head are ripen and turned white, she wore a glass with broken thick lens but the skin of her body is not so loosened. Sometimes I throw coin of one or two taka on her sack, which she uses for sitting and collecting alms. Her complexion is white and it can be guessed that she was very fair in her young age.
On the 05 October 2010 I was starting for my second job place and walking alongside the road to reach the nearby bus stoppage. When I reached nearby the beggar-woman, I saw that she was sitting but facing oppositely, she has turned her body towards the tin-made fence. I was staring at her and walking slowly, because the sun was very hot that day and I felt tired to walk. The road was quite solitary at that time. Rarely one or two passer-by was walking through. Being curious I was staring at the beggar-woman and when I reached within 10 yards she moved and slowly began to turn round sitting on the sack on her feet.
When she faced towards me suddenly my eyes stuck at her lower part and saw that from her bum to knee the entire portion is uncovered and soon I found her nice pussy which was fully bald and long, I even saw her long clitoris and pussy hole opened. The woman can’t see well and became old. I thought she turned opposite to urinate and after finishing the work she adjusted her shari (the only dress she wore) but she could cover her knees and the part of the shari under her bum stuck and she could not realize that. I reached within two yards and could more clearly her opened pussy.
Soon a thought poked in my brain that I have fucked a huge numbers of girls/ladies/women but never fucked so old woman like this beggar. So I can easily try to fulfill the gap of my experience and it would be a memorable incident in my life. As I thought that I had already decided the entire plan. I looked my backward and saw there is none in the road. I sat in front of the beggar and told “Nani, bish taka vangti hobey (granny, have you change of twenty taka?” I sat covered her front part that nobody could see her uncovered part of the body but I could see her entire nice bald pussy from the nearest distance.
She asked “koy teha dimu (how much taka I’ll return you?” I replied “ponero taka dao (give me fifteen taka back).” Maximum passers-by generally give one or two taka to the beggars but the aim of my plan to make her happy, because I have to talk with her. Really she became very happy and smiled with her toothless saggy mouth looking at me. She was counting the money. In this gap I told her “nani, tomar dakbaxo khule rakhso ka, batas khaoao naki (granny, why have you kept your letter box opened, feeding it fresh air)?” She stared at me and tried to see my face clearly but failed for her weak vision and angrily told “deho bai misa kota koyo na, pach teha diso khusi hoisi, tai buila ja khusi tai koiba, nokhra beta door ho ehan thika (see brother, don’t tell a lie, you have given me five taka and I have become happy but you can’t tell anything what you wish, you coquetry man leave this place.” She again adjusted her shari at her legs and knees but the lower part remained sticking with her bum and her pussy remained bare.
I smiled and told “nani, tumi amar kotha biswas korteso na, tahole eta ki (granny, you are not believing my word, then what is this)?” I stretched my hand and grabbed her pussy and rubbed her clitoris in that chance. Then she also checked by touching her own hand with her bared pussy and smiled foolishly and adjusted her shari to cover her lower part and told “nati, tumi boro bala manush, asole choukkhe dehi na to, babsi kapur thik korsi kintuk deho to lengta hoya roisi, buira betir summan bachaila Allah tumar bala korbo, baicha thaho bajan (grandson, you are very good man, actually I can’t see well, I thought that I adjusted my cloth but see, I remained nude, you saved the honor of an old woman, Allah will bless you, may you live long).” She touched my head and rubbed her hand.
I took the opportunity and that was the glorious chance for me to propose her. So I told “nani, tumar dak baxota kintu heavy sundor dekkhte, ami pura dekhsi (granny, your letter box is very nice to look at, I saw the whole).” The beggar-woman smiled shyly and told “ar sundor, koto bosor doira ochol poira roise, sundor oilei ke ar na oilei ki, keu to ar ei dak baxe chiti fele na, buira oiya gesi to (shit nice, it remains useless for long years, so what comes or go for its cuteness or ugliness, none drops letter in this letter box, I’ve become old)”. I smiled and told “nanir mone hoy afsos hoschhe keu chithi fele na jonnie, ei boyoseo ki tahole chithi felanor ischha achhe (I think you are repenting for not dropping letter by anybody, so you are craving for dropping letter in this stage of your age)?”
She again looked at me and smilingly told “boyoser ar dush ki, boyosh to oiboi, tai buila monda ki moira gese nahi, tumar kachhe michha kota komuna dada, ehono iktu iktu ichha hoy kintu buira bedir kase keda aiybo (what fault of the age there, age must be increased, but is the heart collapsed, I wouldn’t lie to you bro, really still I wish but who will come to an old woman). I took the opportunity and told “nani, tumi Jodi chao tahole amar chthita tumar sundor dak baxe ekbar vore dekhte pari, kao nibe amar chithi (granny, if you permit I can drop my letter into your nice letter box, tell, will you take my letter)?” Her smile widened and told “fazlami kota kao ka (why do you banter)?” I looked both side and saw nobody was in the way and told “nani, fajlami korsi na, Jodi raji thako taratari bolo, tumare eksho taka dibo (granny, I’m not bantering, if you agree then tell me soon, I’ll give you hundred taka for that).”
She looked at me and asked “michha kota kao na to, sheshe teha na dia choila jaba (are you not telling a lie, at last you will depart without giving me the money).” I told her in a weighty voice “nani, tumi amar somporke ai vabla, thik ase ami tomake agei takata dischhi nao (granny, have you thought about me such, okay I’ll give you the money just now, take it.” I gave her a hundred taka note. I saw her thinking and then she told “tumi amar oikhane naira deoner por theika chulkaitase, abar ektu chulkaia diba (my that part is itching after rubbing you, will you scratch again)?”
I smiled and told “kintu tumito sob dhaika falaiso kemne chulkabo (but you have covered all, how will I scratch)?” She looked at me and asked “lokjon ase (is there any passer-by)?” I looked around and saw none and replied “No”. She stretched her hand and told “tumar haat deo (give me your hand).” I stretched my hand and she grabbing it inserted into her shari and placed my hand on her pussy. I began to rub her pussy and her clitoris. Then I inserted a finger into her pussy hole and began to move.
I saw the woman’s face expression turned into getting ecstasy and she told “arekta angul deo (insert another finger).” I inserted another and was moving to and fro she then asked to insert another and I inserted three fingers at a time and was moving. I astonishingly saw that she slightly moaned in response. After passing about 2 minutes someone I saw coming along the road and I informed her. She soon returned my hand from her attire. After passing that man she asked me “dadu, koi loiba (grandson, where will you take me?” I replied “cholo ei berara pisone ekta jhop ase oikhane jai (lets go in the bush behind this fence).” She told “amito hantte pari na, uthaia lao (I can’t walk, lift me up).”
I inserted a hand under her knees and another hand under her back and lifted her up, she was skinny and light so I easily lifted her up and when I started she shouted “chhalada lao (take the sack)”. I snatched the sack and took her into the thick bush of small tress behind the fence. Nobody was in the road and the bush was a safe place, I spread the sack and laid the old woman on the sack. Her shari displaced from her upper body and I saw her breasts were dried up and only the nipples were stiffed there. She asked me to rub her nipples and I screwed her both nipples for few seconds. Then I removed her shari from her lower part and spread her legs wider and her pussy became opened.
The pussy was fully bald and no sign of pubic hairs I saw there. I asked “nani, tumar ball gojay nai (granny, have your pubic hairs not grown)?” She smiled and replied “gojibo na ken, juan kale koto ghono baal chhilo, aste aste sob uitthya gese (why will not be grown, I had thick bush of pubic hairs in my young age, gradually all were rooted out).” I then began to titillate her clitoris and was rubbing her clitoris and orifice of the pussy hole gently and she may enjoy, because she was shutting her eyes. After rubbing about 2 minutes I noticed that suddenly a flow of pre-cum juices oozed for once and I rubbed it at her pussy hole to make it slick. She then told “dadu vai dero kortaso ka, taratari koro (grandson why are you delaying, do it soon).”
I unhooked my trouser and downed it beneath my knees with underwear and my erected iron hard penis was stiffing upward. I knelt between her legs and bended my penis downward and set at the orifice of her pussy hole which is slicked already though I applied more pre-cum from my penis by pressing its head. Then I applied pressure to insert my penis into the old woman’s pussy hole. My circumcised strawberry shaped pointed penis head popped into the pussy hole easily and then I thrust my entire penis into her pussy hole. Her pussy hole was loosened and my penis was moving through it easily without any difficulty. I think her cunt was used by several persons earlier and I desired to know that.
I kept continuing my penis’s movement forward and backward and asked her “Nani, amar mone hoy joan kale tumi khub sundor chhile, biyer aage prem koro nai (granny, I think you looked very fair in your young age, have nobody affected in love with you before marriage?” She replied “ho dadu, kortam, ekjon khub balabasto amare, balobasar kota koia kotodin shudu chudse, tarpor kaita porlo (yes grandson, a man loved me very much, he only fucked me by telling love words to me, then he left me). I again asked “tarpor (then)?” She was telling in a low tone “tarpor ekjoner loge biya oilo, se beta mod khaia magiparay poira thakto (then I got married with one, he always passed his time in the brothel drunken.”
I was continuing fuck her but there was no response such from her part, I thought earlier that I would enjoy much but I was not getting so enjoyment by fucking her, her cunt was charmless and loosened. I then grabbed her pubic muscle and pulled upward and then the orifice of the pussy hole became squeezed and gave tightness at my penis. I think she also began to response then and she was swung her waist slightly. I then asked “nani, tomar shwami to magiparay thakto, tumar cholto ki korey (granny, your husband passed time in the brothel, then what did you do?”
Granny giggled and told “sundori mayago chuddar loker ovab ase ni, sob somoy chemrara csokcsok korto (is there any shortage of man for fucking a beautiful girl, always boys teased me).” I smiled and went to my main point “bujhsi, nani, amar jante ischha kortese, jibone tumare kotojone chudse? Tumar vuda to dhila hoya gese (understood, granny, I’m wishing to know, how many males fucked you in your life? Your cunt is loosened).” She giggled and told “sothik mone nai, toy dosh barojon to oiboi (I can’t remember the actual number, but it must be ten to twelve).” I understood about her agreeing to my proposal so easily. She was a professional player of fucking with males in her young age, even she couldn’t refuse me in her present age, and she has greed for money.”
I was fucking her with the full strength and I had the only destination to eject, her loosened pussy couldn’t give me sufficient friction, otherwise she has no breast to squeeze and I have no way to suck anything so ejecting was very difficult. I then lifted her both legs together and jointly hugged those, at this way her cunt became some squeezed and I again thrust my penis into her loose cunt and began to fuck hard, my thighs were hitting her bum and produced some sound, I became careful about that or someone may hear it from the road. Once I thought about fuck her asshole but I saw her asshole was very ugly to see, so I began to fuck her with my full strength.
Once she told “dadu vai, tumar jontorday dom ase, sizeo seirokom, eirohom jinish amat jibone mattor ar ekbar paisilem (grandson, your tool has strength, size also gigantic, I got such thing only once in my life)”. I continued my fucking but she had no response about the fucking. After about 10 minutes she slightly responded and began to moan. Then I kept her legs aside on the ground and laid her on her flank and began to fuck by pressing from her bum, it made slightly tightness inside the pussy hole. She also responded slightly and about after 5 minutes more I felt slight spasm inside her pussy and she pressed my waist with her weak legs and made a sound aaaaaahhhhhhh. Then I saw that some thick sticky juice was oozing through her pussy hole.
I have no way to eject and I couldn’t feel any charm from that fucking. Otherwise she ejected and her pussy hole became very juicy. So I again laid her on her back and spread her legs wider and began to rub my penis with her opened pussy. In that way I was rubbing my penis head with her pussy and clitoris and handled like masturbate. At last I came to my ejection and ejected my load on the ground. After that I again took the woman to her place and kept her there. A man was coming alongside the road, he asked me about what happened. I told her that the woman requested me to take her into the bush that she was feeling defecate.
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(This story is entirely fictitious)I was 16. The story is set in India.Just like every other day, i had gone to a public park for a jog. Since it was india, the park had many homeless people. while jogging, I noticed a hot girl in rags, who seemed to be almost as old as me. She was searching for food in the dumpsters when I noticed her, and the wildest of fantasies popped up in my head.... would she let me bang her for money...?I crossed her and continued my jog with the fantasy in my mind....
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Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Chapter VII George had been sitting on the front stoop, nursing a bottle of Boh when Terry pulled up. He stood up and walked toward the car. Sticking out his hand, he said, “Hi. I’m George. Welcome. Bob said you were making hay today. There’s a hose ‘round back, if you wanna knock the dust off.” Terry shook hands and said, “Name’s Terwilliger, but everyone calls me Terry. A hose doesn’t do very well. I was thinking maybe I’d run over to Mago Vista and jump in the river.” He cocked his head...
Novels-I Fucked My Godmother Who Became My Girlfriend After-I met my godmother, Amanda, at my high school job when I was only a junior. And I kept the job as a part time while I am going to my first year of college, so we see each other every day at work. She was 42 when I meet her and I was only 16. I was shy to talk to her, especially she was so gorgeous and I thought she was only in her early thirties. She was the one who approached me and we started to talk like good friends ever since. I...
Chapter XV They were all sitting at the breakfast table, having a second cup of coffee, when Isolde spoke up. “I have an idea,” she said. “On those nights when I don’t feel like shutting one of you out, would you both mind coming to my bed with me, and just snuggling, and going to sleep that way?” George and Terry looked at each other. “I’m game, if you are,” Terry said. “Okay,” George said. “We can give it a try.” He wanted to say that things might be moving a little too fast, but he...
NovelsChapter IV When they got to the gig, Will, the drummer, was just setting up. He nodded to George and Isolde as he fiddled with his equipment. The bass player hadn’t arrived yet, but that was no surprise. He had told George three months ago that he was playing a wedding in Ocean City “on a Friday afternoon, for God sakes! Doesn’t anyone get married on a Saturday anymore?” he had rhetorically asked. “Maybe they got a three-day weekend special,” was George’s laconic reply. “Yeah. So now they are...
Novels“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
NovelsChapter X George woke up full of welts, and itching all over. His back and neck were stiff from sleeping hunched over. He scrunched up his face, and could feel the dried salt on his cheeks. He rubbed his chin and cheeks with his right hand as he turned his left arm toward the light filtering through the front window, and peered at his watch. It said 3:15. He got up and walked into the house as he tipped the bottle up and chugged his now warm beer. He set the empty bottle on the kitchen...
NovelsChapter VIIISunday morning, after they had all had coffee, Terry and George took the canoe out to go fishing, and Isolde wandered around inside the house, exploring. She found the pull down attic stairway in the upstairs second bedroom, and went up in the attic, just to see what was there. She found several rolled up rugs, and assumed they were in storage until winter. There was an old Electrolux tank vacuum cleaner, and she hauled it, and it’s attachments down into the main house. Maybe I’ll...
NovelsChapter XVIII Wednesday morning, they all three awoke at the crack of dawn. Isolde wondered if their new-found camaderie, or maybe love had recharged all of them, and made them want to wake up early, to be together.George spoke first, saying, “Good morning, you two. I love you guys.” Then, springing out of bed, and turning toward Isolde, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna hop in the shower first, so I can get my ass off to Glen Burnie.”“Are you sure you don’t want company?” Isolde asked,...
NovelsChapter XVI While they were sitting out on the porch, George started having second thoughts again. He was sitting in one of the rockers, with his feet up on the crossbar, and suddenly sat forward, and planted both feet on the floor. He stood up and turning, said over his shoulder, “I gotta got to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” He went through the front door and down the hallway. After he left, Isolde said to Terry, “I think he is having some approach-avoidance issues with this whole...
NovelsUther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
A REFLECTION OF BATWOMAN TO HER SISTER ALICE Belinda She is a fan of the TV series "Batwoman." Eagerly awaited the first episode and even with the previews wonder who would play Batwoman. In later previews, becoming aware of the other characters; one character she remembers from watching the movie "Enigma." The additional character she remembers in the previews is Alice. Batwoman and Alice seem to strike a special reflection with her. She could tell...
Chapter XIII It was just 5:00 when Isolde pulled into the driveway and parked behind George’s VW. George and Terry came out of the house to greet her and she said, “Here – each of you grab a bag of groceries. Watch that one, Terry – it’s heavy.” She had bought several cans of soup, and some tomatoes and the rest of the ingredients for marinara sauce, and the store bagger had put all of the cans in one bag. “I forgot you were gonna have to rent a car,” said George. “We have to do something...
NovelsChapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...
Dedication This dedication is long and necessarily so. The book has taken me three decades to write, mostly because I didn’t start actually putting pen to paper, so to speak, until I had all my background ducks in a row. Putting ducks in a row is like herding cats; patience becomes the primary virtue. This book is Tom Woolfolk’s fault. Well, actually, Tom’s and Sheila’s jointly. We three commuted to work together for a few years in the early eighties, and during those long and boring rides,...
NovelsThe the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...