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I am Moley, 23, recently married to a civil servant who was transferred soon after marriage with a promotion.After a short honeymoon we packed and left to the place where my husband has to work. My husband, John, was a very sexy fellow and will always think of sex only. I used to make fun of him. He used to ask for a quickie when he comes for lunch.
He does not want to mess up with too many clothes and he used to ask me not to wear panties or bras during day time so that when his urge for quickie comes he need not have to waste time in removing these pieces of clothes.A word about John, he is just medium built and medium hung. His cock is just about 6 inches and he used to be very self conscious about it.
I used to kiss him on his cheeks and on the cock and tell him that his cock is most charming thing in the world and I get maximum pleasure out of it. I used to enjoy his quickies and I will always be without panty or bra so that he will be happy. I too enjoy such occasions when he adores, he sucks my nipples and then pulls out my clit and gives it a nice lick.
I used to get two or three orgasms in the quickie sessions. The only problem is that he has to go for conferences at the HQ and he will be away for one night. Spending one night alone in the bedroom without him was intolerable. But what to do. There will be plenty of servants and I will ask at least two of them to stay back in the house.
It so happened, it was a Sunday. Johan much against our wishes had to go to Mumbai on a weeks’ assignment leaving me alone at home. There was some local festival and most of the servants were also on leave.I went to the bedroom in the morning to get dressed after my bath when I looked up I found the ceiling fan dangling in a funny angle.
On scrutiny I found the hook fastening it to the roof has snapped and any moment it may fall on our bed. I rushed to the telephone and took out our directory and searched and found the telephone number of the electric shop where from we bought all our requirements and got repaired our electric fitting whenever they don’t function.
The owner who recognized my voice told me that he will send somebody. You know it was just the morning 8 am. I was still in wet clothes. I was afraid it I go inside for changing the clothes if that fellow comes before I finish dressing it will be difficult. See John whenever he goes away I usually have some problem.
I am very upset to make some strangers enter the house when I am alone. We don’t know what kind of people may come besides repairing what other intentions they may have. Restlessly I was moving in the house. After this fellow comes and removes the fan, I may have to ask John to bring a better fan for our bedroom. How long to have this old fan.
But how to fix the ceiling hook. I heard a scooter coming in inside the gate and being parked in the veranda. I saw a young man standing at the door. I asked him what is the matter and who is he. He said he comes from the electric shop. My face brightened and took him inside and showed him the condition of the fan. Remember I am still in my wet clothes.
The fellow went around the bed, looking up and said he may have to remove the fan and it may take some time. He said he is the shok owner, Vasu, since all the technicians are on leave because of the festival, there was no other way to help he himself closing the shop and coming. He went around the house and fetched a big stool and he removed my bed and the sheet.
I was worried whether there was any unused or used condoms underneath the bed. Luckily none was there. Vasu climbed on the big stool and perched on top of it and took a close look at the fan. Vasu came in a lungi and a colorful T shirt. I did not find with him any instruments needed for repair. Before climbing the stool he folded his lungi in half an tucked it in the abdomen.
This gave him more leg space to climb the stool and work. He asked me whether he can have a screw driver. I went and searched for it in the garage and found one. He was happy that I got a thing of the correct size. Again he climbed on the stool and asked me to hold the stool because he is to unscrew the hold of the fan.
I went near him and looked up, Oh, Gosh his entire treasure was just looking at me. I was ashamed to look at a persons dick and balls. But he told me to hold the stool and there is no other help from either myservants or from his own assistant. He and me are the only human being in the whole house. Holdins the stool is to be done only by me.
John was struggling with the fan and the screws on the wall. Holding the stool, looking I was getting a magnificent view of his limp cock and his huge balls. How much fucking his cock would have done, and how many liters of cum the ball would have manufactured. How simple and innocent they look, I wondered.
Vasu said from the top that he will remove the fan leaves one by one and I may have to collect and place them on the floor. I said ok. You hands may get dirtied and you may have to take bath again. I said OK. I removed one leaf and gave me and took it and placed in a corner on the floor. The removed the other two one by one and I placed it on the floor.
Suddenly I found that he spends more time to stare at me than removing the fan. Because I found that his cock was pulsating and is lightly larger in size. Suddenly I checked my self and found my cleavage was open giving him a better view of the boobs. Every time he give me the fan leaf, when I lift my hand my unbuttoned blouse opens up and shows a wet bra and part of my boobs.
Each time he stood up his cock was larger than the previous condition. Finally he was working on the fan. I buttoned my blouse and wrapped myself with the wet, now dry saree. I had a temptation to look up and see his big cock slightly in erected condition. His cum hole and the foreskin gave a impression of an unseeing eye at me.
When I slacken my grip because of dust particle in my eye, the stool began to shake and Vasu shouted to hold the stool faster. And there he descended with the fand held in his hand and stool wobbling heavily My hands to ensure stready holding the stool automatically caught his legs and then his knees and then his thighs and there my hand was over his erect cock.
Because both his hands are holding the whole fan. He climbed down and placed the fan on the floor and looked up at me to show him some place to wash his hands which was was full of grime. I lead him to the other bed room and before he came to the wash basin I went inside the bath room leaving the door open to wash my hands with soap.
Vasu came at the door of the bath and asked for some cheaper soap. I gave bim a bit of washing soap and he soaped his hands and wiped his hands in his lungi and lifter his lungi to wipe his face and mouth etc. Poor fellow by doing this he exhibited his treasure once again in full. His cock was still in erect condition. I was wet and flowing in my new panty.
Suddenly he came closer and said you are really beautiful. He rushed out. I thought he has gone. He went to bolt the door and closed all the windows and came to me and said you are very very beautiful. I kept a pleasant face and looked up. He came closer and touched my boobs. They yearning to be touched by some one. I did not resist.
He slowly pushed me to my bed. I did not resist. He unwrapped the saree and I was in my petty coat and blouse. Slowly he undid my pettycoal and blouse. His touch was so electrifying. My cunt was in floods. How can I stand the look of a beautiful tool of his for such a long time. If not for the responsibility of holding the stool,
I would have extended my hand and touched his tool and pulled it down. It looked so helpless. Vasu was undoing my bra and pulling my panty down. I was totally nude. My sandal colored skin in a backdrop of a while bed sheet would have made him horny. He removed his T shirt and pulled away his lungi. His body full of muscles as if sculptured by an artist looked magnificent.
His tool which stood erect was massive was a beauty. I extended my hand to have a touch of it. He moved forward and allowed me to touch and hold. I tightened my fingers around it and it was like a iron rod in human skin. I just planted a kiss on its tip and gave it a soft suck. Vasu was like a mad man. He asked me widen my legs.
Since I am diagonically lying in the bed he came near the edge leaned forward and caught my high rising boobs. He kneaded it for some twisted the erect nipples. Searched my cunt and searched for the clit. Having found it he lowered himself and licked my whole cunt and sucked the clit throwing me into the fire. I was mad with passion and urged him to fuck me.
Please Vasu enough of the fore play. Fuck me, fuck me deeply and fuck me hard. He took his tool in his right hand, with the left hand he held the cunt lips open and place his cock tip at the orifice and pressed it. Unaccustomed to such a big size. entry was not easy and it was painful to me.Does not matter, try again, I urged him and he did.
On third attempt his whole machinery was inside me and filled me totally. I could sense his tool deep inside me, pulsating and vibrant. His firm hands were on my boob. I pulled him up and kissed him. Vasu started to fuck, he did it slowly and then the speed increased. My copious fluids made his passage very easy and enjoyable.
The is the first time the dark corners of my cunt are explored by a cock and new sensations added mirth to my experience. He urged me to make a roll over. He on down and I on top. I sat on his with folded legs and rotated my hip around him, wow, it was stupendous. His tip was engaged in my cervix. I made use of him well. I moved in all direction. I went up and down.
I sat firmly and moved my cunt forward and backwards, I was nearing an explosion of orgasm. My whole body was getting ready and it simmered and came. I told him I am cumming. He did some quick strokes and was ready to cum. His stream shot deep inside me and my orgasm, He went on fucking nonstop. I knew he is for the next game.
After about another 15 minutes we came to the second orgasm which was bigger than the first. Slowing he withdrew and he wiped himself in his lungi and got up. I got up nude and gave him a thanks giving kisses. Vasu embraced me and kissed me again. He asked whether I have a spare fan. I said no. He said he will come back with a new fan and fix it.
Just wrapped loosely with my saree, I went to bolt the front door after Vasu left with the remnant of the old fan.I hurriedly went to the bath room and bathed afresh. Cleaned up all his fluids and mine out of the hole. I felt guilty for being unfaithful to my husband John. But the circumstance were such that I fell a victim.
Vasu had a magnificent body, a great looking tool and his fucking action was superb. That does not mean that I may accept him as a husband or a lover. My own sex hunger and the available opportunity took me over. But one thing I tell you. The was the great fuck I had, his slow motions and then fast and vigorous ones were like being in
Later I learnt that Vasu was not married and he was not a womanizer. Later he came with a new fan and offered to fit it. But time he had an assistant. He was very dignified in talk and approach. I asked him for his charges, he said no. The new fan is his compliments. I said No. what I will tell my husband.
Tell him that I have not given you the bill and I will give later. Finally he said whenever you need just call me and gave his card and left. This card is in my possession. The fan is like other fans It is reminder of a great day when I was fucked like a bull and I enjoyed me chix…M bored out here..
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