Kamya was so lost in her thought that she had no idea what she had been wearing and she went ahead to open the door.
and there appeared a man with an axe on his shoulders. He looked really strong. The sweat had caused his vest to stick to his body which gave Kamya the idea of his strong muscular body. The scent evaporating out of him was pure masculine which she haven’t sniffed off for a long time.
However he was still an stranger.
The stranger looked at her top to bottom…even though he was standing a stair lower than her he still had an edge of a few inches over her. There weren’t many men in the village who stood taller than her…Pathan including.
As his gave swift down her body he continued to marvel at the creation of such a beauty. Her curvaceous waist of 27” that expanded into 35” was an instant turn on for him. His eyes became more lustful when he came to see her thick hairless thighs as the dress ended midway. Kamya had been wearing the most seductive nightwear she had. It was pink…silky and kissed every curve of her beautifully. Seeing the man attracted to her…involuntarily her nipples started raise up…almost impossible for her dress to cover them. As his gaze shifted up he could notice the difference.
Kamya raised her eyebrows. “What is it Mister what are you looking for?”
“Well I am looking for a wife.” He replied.
“Too Bad…I am already married.” She replied.
“Ohh…that hurts…Well I was looking for Savita.” He replied “She is my wife.” He added.
“What are you doing here…I said naa I will come soon.” Savita came running.
“Madam He is Balwant my husband.” Savita added.
“Namaste Madam” Balwant said with folded hands.
“Namaste Balwantji” Kamya greeted with folded hands between her tits.
Savita had gone inside to collect a few things while they both stood there in awkward silence.
“So why do you need her now…She has some unfinished business here” Kamya asked.
“The problem is you Madam…She is so engaged by you that she doesn’t have time for her husband and his needs.” Balwant was talking all openly to her.
Kamya lowered her face…in shyness.
“Savita come quickly…” Kamya could manage to say.
Savita came back running.
“You go…I am coming quick” Savita replied.
“I am not leaving without you by Sweetheart.” Balwant said and grabbed Savita by her hand and pulled her in his broad arms…leaving the axe to fall on the ground.
“What are you doing…Ohhh No…Not here…Please.” Despite her attempts…Balwant had picked her up on his shoulders.
Kamya was seeing this all in awe. Savita must have been atleast 10KGs heavier than her but he had picked her up like a doll.
Balwant had a wicked smile on his face. “Thankyou Madam…She will come back after a few hours.”
Savita had constantly been wiggling to get out of his clutches.
“Drop me Balwantji Please…People will see.” Savita pleaded.
Balwant had her legs well in control and he turned around and picked up his axe.
“Stop wiggling…Nobody gonna say anything…I can take my woman the way I want understand.” Balwant roared slapping the axe gently on her ass.
Kamya watched the brute man go…Kamya was jealous of Savita now.
She closed the gates and came back in her bedroom. She pulled out the dildo and in seconds she was in moans…and this time it wasn’t Pathan.
A few days later on her way to school in the SUV.
“Kamyaji You are invited to a little party I am having.” Pathan said.
“Pathanji You know I don’t go in parties. Please understand. By the way what is it about.” Kamya replied.
“Madam farmhouse is ready.” Ramu said with a broad smile on his face.
“Easy boy…You are more excited than I am.” Pathan said…patting on Ramu’s shoulder.
Kamya didn’t knew how to respond…but she knew these men don’t had good intentions for her. Her face became red and she looked other way round.
“See now you made her shy.” Pathan said…showing fake anger to Ramu.
“Sorry Saheb” Ramu replied with a broad smile.
Kamya had been noticing all these. She looked at both of them and shook her head in disbelief.
“Shameless” She said.
“Here Madamji…wear this at the party” Pathan gave a box to her.
“Pathanji thanks for the invitation but I can’t except this.” Kamya replied gracefully.
“Kamyaji we have been friends for a long time…now its time we can go further.” Pathan played his card.
“What do you wanna be…My Brother.” Kamya replied wickedly…and Ramu burst out laughing…Kamya too broke into laughter.
“Well Madam…you don’t know us…we can have relationships…as long as you aren’t of close family.” Pathan replied back.
“And I won’t mind that.” He added…clearing his intentions.
“But Pathnji how am I supposed to carry this in school.” Kamya replied.
“You don’t need to attend today…you can take a day off.” Pathan said and gave a nod to Ramu…who turned it around instantly.
They dropped her at her residence.
Back in the car.
“Bitch she doesn’t knew I have already had her if she were my sister.” Pathan said.
“It was around 8:00 PM in the night, but there were no vehicles for Kamya to be at the party.
She had been ready for almost an hour now. She wanted to call but she also didn’t wanted to send any wrong signals…However she already had asked Savita to not to prepare food. She was alone in the house and she looked out of the window…the people outside were getting thinner.
She rocked back and forth in the hall itself…cursing herself for the decision. But that was also making her worry that…the later it would get, the larger there will be the consequences.
She returned back to her room and stood in front of the mirror. Kamya looked really sexy in Pathan’s shopping.
She had been wearing the red shimmering saree with black blouse that covered her breasts leaving a little of her cleavage out on display…the blouse was all backless with a strip at the lower end and a thread at the top. And there was red sating petticoat that was a little tight for her figure but made her curves pop out. It left only a little to imagine for a man…her thick curves did all the trick.
He had also sent in a pearl white necklace for her along with a golden waist chain…which seemed pretty heavier but was capable of driving anyone crazy.
He had also sent in the high pencil heels for her which made her even taller and her ass pop out.
It was around 9:00 PM she heard a horn sound. She came out still in her blouse and petticoat and stilettos however she had no saree on her.
Two guys came out and knocked on the door. One was Ramu.
Kamya didn’t knew what to do. She stood there as the knocks grew bolder.
“Madam are you inside…Please open the door.” Ramu said.
Finally she had to open it. She had a shawl on her.
“What you aren’t ready yet ?” Ramu said in disbelief looking at his watch.
“Is it the time…really this late.” Kamya hit back.
“Understand Madam…the later the quieter it becomes. Its better..now please don’t let us waiting get dressed.” He replied.
The stranger who had came along him had his eyes fixed on her lower waist as the shawl ended there and there was that sexy petticoat.
Kamya turned around and her perfect ass swayed away.
“Yeh Sali toh bohot Karari hai yaar. Kya mast gaand hai.” (This bitch is really crispy Bro. Such a tight ass she has.) The companion said.
“You wait inside the car.” Ramu brushed him aside and moved inside the house.
He looked around a little and went inside her bedroom.
Kamya was standing in front of the mirror bent forward applying the makeup and lipstick. She had the shawl on the ground.
Ramu stood there with his right shoulder resting and marveled at her beauty…totally undressing her with his eyes.
He was so turned on that his manhood started to ache.
Kamya had no idea he was there looking at her like that. No other man except her husband had seen her that way and Dharam who had seen more than he deserved.
Ramu moved inside the room and appeared in the mirror behind her.
Kamya was really terrified at first.
“Ohhh…Its you…You really scared me.” Kamya took a sigh of relief that it wasn’t actually ghost.
“You are scared so much…how do you sleep alone Madam?” Ramu asked looking down at her waist while She resumed what she was doing.
He had his imaginations running all wild.
“Well I must say…I measured you perfectly Madam.” Ramu said.
Kamya was almost done by now. However she stopped immediately and looked at him.
“What do you mean ?” She asked.
“Well I did all these shopping.” He said.
Now Kamya realized the state of dressing she was in. She had become such careless with Savita around that it never bothered her anymore. She didn’t realised Ramu was a complete stranger.
Ramu inched closer and put his hand on her waist. Kamya’s body was shivering she melted like butter on the hot plate. His hands were tighter and harder than that of Pathans. It was a proper masculine touch on her soft angelic body.
He came in closer and now she could feel his breath on her shoulder. He parted out her and exposed her right ear. He inched his face closer almost digging his nostrils on the sweet spot of her neck.
“In case you have any doubt its 34C isn’t it ?” He whispered in her ear.
He was right to the cup size.
Kamya was almost red. She turned around and tried to get away from him.
Ramu grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard. Her gentle body in full motion collided with his strong one.
Her love bulbs were pressed against his chest. He was tough. Kamya had her face down in shame. Her palm moved on his chest above his white shirt…almost resting on his man breasts preventing her from toughing him. However his hands were on her waist…his rough palm was feeling her gently honey dewed skin. To her surprise he went down and grabbed her ass.
“Aaahhhh” Kamya moaned as it was a proper manly grab which she hasn’t experienced yet in her life.
Ramu remembered all the words his companion had said before. Indeed her Gaand was Mast.
“I would have taken you away hadn’t that asshole had come around.” Ramu said in disgust.
“Please Kamyaji it would hurt me if Pathan does anything to you.” Ramu said and let her go.
Kamya’s heart was racing fast. She looked at him…but he had already exited the room.
She grabbed her saree and wrapped it around her body. However his words were still in her ears…reverberating.
“You took so much time to get ready…Boss will be so mad at you.” The stranger said in the SUV.
“You keep your mouth shut and do your job.” Kamya shouted back.
“You Stupid Ran…” He was saying something when Ramu slapped him tight. It was so tight that…it shook Kamya to the core.
“Don’t” Ramu growled and he fell dead.
It was around 10 when the car reached home.
Ramu had his jacket on while Kamya was in that little clothing.
The farmhouse was indeed beautiful. It wasn’t that big but it was very modern.
“There she is…Kamyaji what took you so long?” Pathan came in rushing.
He took her away from Ramu…which Kamya now didn’t wanted to happen…She looked at him…he was clearly not happy.
Pathan all excited showed her around…with his hand now on her waist as if he had already claimed that she was his property.
He took her on the first floor which had two bedrooms. It was ribboned.
“Here Kamyaji cut it open.” Pathan said.
Kamya knew his intentions already but now he was making it miserable for her.
Reluctantly she took the scissors and entered the room.
“Look at the mattress…I have purchased it personally.” He said jumping up down on it.
“Come try this” He added.
Kamya stood there not moving.
Pathan stood up the bed and came closer to her.
“Don’t throw tantrums now, I don’t want that.” He said in a stern voice.
He inched closer and she took steps back. It continued for a while when her waist touched a table.
Kamya turned around and ran a little but she were in stilettos. He caught her in the midway and pulled her back in the room.
She could feel his manhood in his Pajamas because he wasn’t wearing anything inside.
As she had already realised he wasn’t that strong…he wasn’t able to pick her up but definitely he had greater strength than her.
He pushed her down on the bed and took hold of her wrist after some struggle.
“Ohhh Kamyaji you always drive me crazy.” He moaned and had his face all over her neck.
She struggled for a little but his beard did the trick…it fueled her body up and she melted again.
“Lets go down stairs…I don’t want people talking around.” He said in her ears and got off her.
He was shivering and breathing really fast. Kamya looked around at his crotch…he was done.
“Fuck I couldn’t control myself. You go down I will come after change.” He ordered.
While descending…Kamya thought…”Was Pathan really the man he appeared to be?”
For the next hour Kamya had been there Pathan never let her waist go. She sat besides her like an obedient wife while everyone came and had a chat with him. She even poured a few drinks for him showcasing her ripe mangoes to total strangers who were really fond of her.
Somehow Kamya managed to get Pathan passed out due to excessive drinking and got Ramu to drop her off. Although Ramu insisted that it won’t go well with Pathan but she was adamant and very angry with Ramu’s behavior.
She thought in her head…”what was anger all about ?” Earlier that night. She even cursed Ramu.
However finally she were home.
It went a few days like that. The winter was all on its peak. The cold breeze almost gave shivers down the spine.
Balwant who always stole glances with her now was finding all execuses to get to her home. Kamya who had been careful after that day…she didn’t wore anything sexy or revealing from that day…but occasionally she couldn’t help herself gave Balwant the view he craved for….her well toned legs.
One day he came inside the house directly because Savita was about to leave and all of a sudden she remembered something leaving it open. Kamya used to take a bath after Savita left.
Balwant was more than happy. He toptoed inside the house.
And it didn’t took much time to locate that angel.
She had taken a bath recently. The warm water still looked evaporating off her. She had been drying her hair and humming a song playing on the radio. Kamya had a towel wrapped around her tied on her breasts and barely covering her wide ass.
“Fuck.” Balwant gasped for air.
He wanted to get closer. However he had kept himself hidden till now. Swiftly Kamya moved swaying her ass like a sex goddess on her toes. And finally she was in her room.
Careless. She undid her towel and let it fall on the ground…while Balwant stood there in complete awe.
Her fair toned back…her waist…and those amazing pair of legs were visible now. Recently Kamya had gathered some weight around her ass which made her figure sexier. It was an instant turnon for Balwant.
He stood there while she kept on drying herself. Careless. Still. But now she sensed something. She noticed there was someone standing. It really spooked her. She had a hand on her breasts and a plam covering her womanhood and she turned around smoothly. Noticing Balwant was on the door.
Kamya had no idea what to do. Her heart ached fast. She tiptoed to the back. Her eyes lowered. When she looked back at him…he had only one thing in his eyes…the lust.
Kamya’s back of her knees stuck on the sofa and she couldn’t control her fall. Removing her hands off her treasure and giving him one final view of her front. Balwant smiled at her.
Kamya grabbed a pillow instantly and tried to cover herself…but it was too small for her long structure. Leaving a large part of her shining.
He stood there for a while with a wicked smile on his face. Kamya tried to speak…but she had no words to say. And just then She heart someone else moving. Balwant grabbed the door’s knob and closef her behind.
“Where were you…the kids are crying.” He said in a authorative tone.
“Kids were crying or you were…I know they will be at school by now.” She replied.
“Now will you please come quick or I will have to pick you up again on my shoulders.” He said it a little louder.
“You ain’t getting anything for how you behaved last night.” Savita said in a stern voice.
“HaHaHa…..no Please…Okay…No….Not on the shoulders again. Rupa (neighbour) still teases me for that day.” It was Savita…. Kamya knew what was happening behind the door.
“No matter….One day I will pick her up on the other shoulder. Don’t worry.” Balwant said.
And She finally heard the door locking.
Kamya sat there. Her heart beating like never. What if Savita hadn’t come around. Balwant definitely had taken the opportunity and by now She had his big manhood inside her which she was craving for. She was thrilled however angry on Savita.
From that day on Kamya started living carefully. She always double checked the door before entering into her bathroom. Although she always got moist thinking of that very moment and how Balwant could have crushed her underneath. On the other hand Balwant was really into her…he never missed a chance to be in the house and steal glances off her. His glances were so penetrating and demanding that it was impossible for her silk wears to keep her bullets concealed. Balwant wanted to mover further and closer to her he wanted to feel her softness in his hands however she was like a really quick deer escaping every time leaving behind her intoxicating smell.
All this madness Balwant emptied in Savita. While orgasm he only had her face in his mind. Savita had no idea about it but she was really happy.
One day…Savita’s children had gone on a tour with their uncle and she asked if Balwant could have lunch at her place.
Kamya had no issues with it.
Savita set out a plate for three and the couple sat down on the floor together while Kamya was on the dining table.
The table cloth wasn’t big enough and so was Kamya’s dress. Like her other wear it ended on her mid-thighs.
Balwant was sitting on the floor and he had his eyes fixed. After 2-3 minutes Kamya realized and gave him a deadly stare. Balwant replied with a wicked smile. Kamya bent her eyes in shame. She was feeling slutty today…she pushed it further. She parted her hair from her right shoulder and looked back at him with same naughty smile.
With his one eye on Savita who was busy in her food…Balwant wanted more. He signalled Kamya to open her legs.
Kamya shook her head in “No” with a mischievous smile.
It went on for a minute and then Kamya said, “She doesn’t listens me…I won’t mind if you join me on the table Balwantji.”
Thats it. It was enough for Balwant. He picked up his plate and pulled a chair besides her.
His legs were obstructing the view if anything between these two happened.
Balwant had his eyes fixed on those two sexiest pair of legs he had seen in his life.
“Aaarrhmmm…How is the food Balwantji…You didn’t like it ?” Kamya asked…as Balwant was totally fixed on her legs.
Savita had also shifted her attention by now. Balwant looked at Savita flustered “Its delicious.” and placed his left hand on Kamya’s thighs.
Kamya had been sitting her legs crossed. She had no idea that he could actually do something like that. She almost spooked however it did’t gathered Savita’s attention. With each passing second Balwant was getting bolder and bolder…his rough manly hands were running on the silkiest of her skin and he wanted to explore more. He pressed his palm between her legs but Kamya made it stiff. Balwant let it go. But now he had moved his hands up…he shifted a little closer to block the view of their torso. His hands ran against her silk wear and his index finger brushed against her cherries…her breasts were heaving by now. It was enough.
Kamya moved out from the chair she was done eating. While walking back she looked at Balwant who had a cunning smile on his face.
The next day Savita had to go to her father’s place as there was an emergency. Her heart skipped a beat…as it would give Balwant a free hand which he had been looking for. However Savita clarified that…He would be going with his family.
Now for atleast 10 days Kamya had to manage things in her own hands…but she didn’t needed to worry as Savita had took care of everything.
Kamya had to let her go.
It was almost end of December by now and winter was on its peak. The fog was really dense in the morning. It was impossible to stepout without proper clothing and any amount wasn’t enough. The school’s closure was still to happen in a few days. Kmaya had to be there. Everything went perfectly fine during the day…there weren’t enough students to teach and teachers spent most of the time talking. They ate food together and since the next day was a sunday…they chatted a little more. It was all fun. By the time everyone decided to go it was around 4:00 PM. Like always Kamya’s rickshaw wala was there waiting for her. He picked her up and slowly they started moving.
During her way home…Kamya never really talked this man apart from a few occasions…She mostly kept herself busy in her phone.
The home was still away. and suddenly the weather changed. It was predicted but She had no idea that it would change so quickly. Kamya pulled out the little shed Rickshaw had. However the wind along with rain made it no use. and despite all attempts the shed shut itself down…leaving kamya vulnerable.
The home was still away and the rickshaw was barely pulling itself. Kamya started shivering. The cold water had completely went inside her clothes.
“Madam…if you say…can we stop a little…my home is nearby.” The rickshaw puller said.
That was a better idea. Kamya gave him the nod and he pulled the rickshaw off road. He parked it on a flat surface and asked Kamya to follow him. The way ahead was not good. They moved carefully as the way was slippery enough. Twice Kamya got so unbalanced that she almost fell. There wasn’t a trace of a single human nearby. His house was definitely in a isolated place. Finally they arrived. He opened up the door and closed it behind. Kamya was fully drenched. She was rubbing her palm against her shoulders to keep her warm but it was of no use.
“Whats your name ?” Kamya asked.
“Junaid Madam” He replied.
“Junaid do you have anything…I am completely drenched.” She said.
“Yes Madam sure.” He replied and fetched a towel for her. He himself pulled out a lungi and started drying himself off.
The house wasn’t a permanent one. It had only one room in it. There was a partition where all the stuff have been kept. But thankfully it was well dry and there were no leakage.
The light was dying off so Junaid pulled out a lantern and lit it up.
On one side there was a clay stove… with some straw Junaid lit it up.
The room started to warm itself…but it also produced some smoke with which Kamya wasn’t comfortable with.
She let her jacket go off and dried her hair and sat besides that burning stove…with wet saree still wrapped on her.
Junaid looked at her…she looked miserable…but there was a little he could do about it.
She was shivering.
“You live alone Junaidji” Kamya asked.
“Yes Madam.” He replied.
“You don’t have any…” Kamya cut herself off in the middle.
“No No Madam…I have…but I live in this village…to earn something. its better here than mine.” He replied.
“why didn’t you went to the city.” She asked further shivering.
“What would I do in a city Madam…Actually I had but I barely managed to bring anything home…it was almost equal…and by being here I go visit my family as well.” he added.
“Madam I know its in appropriate for me to say…but I think you should change…You are shivering badly.” he said politely.
“Yeah I know…But you know I don’t have any…” Kamya cut herself off in midway.
“If you don’t mind you can have my clothes.” He suggested.
Kamya thought that was probably best for her as she was shaking badly and the rain didn’t looked like stopping anyway sooner.
Junaid brought the cleanest pair of Kurta and payjama he had. It was white in colour.
“Aaarrrghhh” Kamya made an excusing sound.
“Ohh Yes Yes Madam.” Junaid turned back.
First her saree came out and then her blouse and finally her padded bra. Kamya was relieved. But it was still very cold.
Junaid stole glances a little and in that pale lantern light her fair body glew like an angel.
She pulled the Kurta in and pulled it all the way down. Kamya turned a little to see whether he was looking around. Junaid looked harmless.
She further undressed herself and pulled white pajama on.
The button of Kurta were broken which left an ample of her breasts on display. However it concealed her other curves.
She came around and sat besides the stove. He had arranged some strings in the room and hanged her clothes to dry. He marveled how beautiful her inner garments were…very womanly…and delicately made. However Kamya was still shivering as the wind blew straight in piercing the house.
Junaid had utensils on the stove and he had been boiling some eggs.
Although it was comforting near the stove…Still she was shivering.
“Maybe I should take some rest.” Kamya said.
“Yeah Sure madam…let me arrange it for you.” He replied.
There was no bed in the house. Junaid made a thick layer of straw and had a mattress on it. He picked out a fresh bed-sheet for her and gave her the blanket he had. Kamya hadn’t had experienced anything like that blanket…it was rough against her skin and smelled of Junaid’s body. But she really didn’t had any other options left. She placed it on herself and hoped she wasn’t dead.
It felt almost impossible to get that bed warm. She kept on taking twist and turns…and Junaid was getting horny seeing her undergarments swinging in air.
His manhood was all erect. It was impossible of him to cook that way. Finally when Kamya rested a little he picked out her panties and placed it on his nostrils. The fabric didn’t really left much for imagination it was that soft and delicate. It had almost dried in half an hour it was so thin. Involuntarily his palm fetched his manhood out of his lungi and he started stroking himself. He came twice…to get normal.
The food was ready and he took it out on a plate and woke Kamya up. It felt like She was burning with fever…The bed was cold where she wasn’t touching. He felt her feet and found it was still cold. Junaid got worried for her…but the rain didn’t looked like stopping. It stopped for a while in the middle but started to rain again. He fed her a little and placed her back on the bed.
Then there was a problem. The stove was running out of fuel. He had to shut it off…however the lantern was still alive. And there was another problem…there was only one bed in the house.
Kamya sensed that. She collected herself up the bed.
“Come here Junaidji have rest…you must be very tired after all day.” She said in a meek voice.
“No No Madam You take a rest.” He replied.
“Seriously Your bed is very cold and this room…seems it hasn’t warmed up even a little.” Kamya was a little irritated.
“its like that Madam…and this fucking weather…Shit.” He expressed his anger.
“Come Here atleast have your feet inside…You are making me guilty.” She replied.
Junaid came in after a little persuasion. He kept the Lantern by her side.
They started conversating about their respective lives. Kamya mostly heared as she had no strength to talk.
Unconsciously their feet touched each other.
“I am so sorry.” Kamya said.
Junaid was stunned. however he composed himself.
“Your feet are so cold Madam…Let them rest on mine…Please.” Junaid said harmlessly.
Kamya melted. She was still shivering. She bent a little and had her shoulder rested on his.
Junaid had been wearing a kurta and Lungi himself, but one thing was sure he was very hairy. He was somewhat used to the conditions…but for Kamya it had caught her off guard.
Junaid shifted a little inside the bed and pulled the blanket a little up.
He came in closer a little as well.
Kamya turned around…but she was still shivering. Junaid was skeptical…whether he should take the move or not.
Now her back was against him, she was resting on her right side. Junaid was lying on his back. He had his erection back and the pajama wasn’t even close enough for what gigantic tool he was blessed with.
Junaid took his chances and turned to his right as well. They both were now facing the lantern. Kamya who had found the blanket’s smell irritating and pungent was now used to it. Junaid pulled it further up.
He came in closer. Kamya had her eyes open. Junaid used his right hand and cleared off her left side of neck. Kamya had her eyes closed. She arched her curves…popping her ass out to him. Junaid sensed it. He came in a little closer. She could now feel his chest against her back.
His warm breaths were falling on her bare neck.
“You are So Beautiful Madam.” He whispered in her ears and had his nose burried deep in her sensuous skin.
He had his left and on her body and pulled her closer. So close that she could feel his manhood really really close to her womanhood.
Her breathing got heavier leaving her mangoes up and down. and soon Junaid’s nose was replaced with his lips and tongue. His beard was really pointed and Kamya was in well control of him.
He inserted his palm inside her Kurta and placed it on her right bulb…it lit up. He grabbed it a little tighter and tighter.
“You have really firm breasts Kamya…looks like your husband has barely been rough with them.” He murmured dirtier.
He picked her nipples and gave it a gentle rub.
“Aaaaahhhhh” Kamya moaned for the first time and it was the most seductive moan he had ever heard in his lifetime. It was mixed with her gentle womanly voice…her breath and her shivering body.
Kamya didn’t knew how to respond towards the dirty comments and intentions Junaid was whispering in her ears. Her body had now stopped shivering.
Junaid grabbed her face and turned her towards him…his fingers were pressed against her cheeks. and placed his lips over her. Kamya’s body was twisted awkwardly but Junaid had no problem with it. He was busy in tasting the most delicious thing his lips were ever been too. For Kamya it was all new experience…although her neck started to ache she was thrilled to be handled that way. Sumit had never kissed her like that…a proper masculine demanding kiss.
“Oh my sweet Madam…how long I have waited for this.” He whispered between kisses never leaving her luscious lips.
“Mmmhhhmmm” Kamya was trying hard to keep on with it.
Junaid was old school kisser. He had no idea of going french.
Kamya involuntarily stuck her tongue out searching for his. Junaid was taken aback. He didn’t knew how to repond. Their eyes opened. Kamya’s quizzy, as if irritated why he stopped. Junaid had a wicked smile on his face. and this time when he returned he invaded her mouth…his thick tongue went on to discover the magical land of her famine…which was rich…creamy and delicious. He let his fluids pour into her mouth and sucked whatever she had to offer. and finally they broke their kiss. Kamya felt like she had orgasm just from kissing.
Junaid turned her around to face him. He had his hands running all over her pajamas grabbing her plush body. He pulled her closer and placed his lips back on. His left hand pulled her right leg over him and his hand ran down above that fabric from behind all the way to her pussy.
Kamya moaned breaking the kiss. Junaid marveled how her body was reacting to just touches…as if she was thirsty for a long very long time.
He didn’t stopped there…he invaded her privacy and inserted his palm inside her pajamas. All the way through her ass crack to her womanhood.
He was surprised to feel how silky and mushy she was there and all hairless. He lady lips so soft that if would put even silk to shame.
His rough fingers ran down her love crack…Kamya was moaning in pleasure and then he invaded inside her.
Her body arched…Junaid pulled her closer. Smiling wickedly…his rough face now all over her neck. She was taller than her but he was taking care of her like a doll. The fingers doubled and so did her moans.
Junaid felt like he would bust even without doing anything. Even after the masturbation twice earlier that night. Slowly he lifted her kurta all the way out off her back and in front as well. Her love melons came in the view there was only a little light in the room but it was enough to see how beautiful she was there.
Her breasts were firm and she had a little areola around her cherries. Kamya looked at Junaid who was very much mesmerised by her beauty.
Kamya placed her palm over her pigeons and hid them from the hunter who was preying on them.
She pressed her palm against his troso and pushed him off.
“Junaidji I am married we shouldn’t be doing it.” Kamya’s mangalsutra was hanging in between her lovely melons.
“Madamji Please.” Junaid said.
But Kamya had rose up. She had lowered her kurta back and she started to see whether her clothes were dry yet. The saree was almost dry but there was no substantial progress in any other.
Junaid waited irritated for sometime. He didn’t knew how to react. He was angered as if someone had taken his doll from him.
He took off his clothes and he now had only lungi on him.
He rose off the bed and stood behind her. Kamya who was still checking the clothes…he grabbed her left palm and kissed it.
“JunaidJi please.” Kamya moaned in pleasure.
Junaid grabbed the hem of kurta this time and started to pull it out off her body.
and he took it off completely. His hands first fell on her waist…digging his fingers deep in her lush skin claiming her…as if he didn’t give a fuck even if she was married. His palm move swiftly across her body and finally he had both his palm on her flying pigeons. The hunter grabbed the pigeons…clenching them tighter…Kamya’s cherries popped out…her resistance left her body through her nipples.
“I am doing all this with your husbands permission madam…now let me take him off you.” He said grabbing her mangalsutra and tore it off her body. It fell on the ground. There were only a few sounds in that tiny room…her bangles…her moans and the wind. Kamya’s nipples were the most sensitive part of her body…sometimes she even had orgasm just through nipple stimuli. But Junaid didn’t knew about this yet.
He let his palm slip and fetch the thread of his pajama she was wearing. It didn’t took long after a little resistance it was all on the floor. The most beautiful lady in the village after whom everyone dreamed about was standing there all bare…with a rickshaw puller. Junaid looked at her from various angles…detached off her…while she stood there her one hand covering her breasts and other her coochie.
He grabbed her right buttock hard and it soon overlapped with a strong slap on it. Her fair skin turned red instantly. It was enough to make her moan hard.
“Aaaahhh” She cried.
Junaid undid his lungi and all hairy and untidy guerrilla was free to take the princess. Kamya looked at his manhood and her heart skipped a beat. He was huge and apart from that his shaft was a little weirdly shaped. He picked her up on his lap and took her to the bed again. Junaid came on top of her…his dick was poking against her flat stomach. Kamya who was still holding her breasts had no guts to open her eyes.
Junaid wasn’t much bothered about it. He crushed her underneath him. and he enjoyed every bit of it after all she was the most comforting he had ever been to. His lips were again all over her neck and this time he had more exposed area to feed onto. His knees worked his way and became successful in parting her legs apart.
“Ohhh Kamya you are so soft…fuck.” he moaned.
However he was far from doing it.
He grabbed her wrist finally and forcefully made the pigeons free again…the hunter claimed back what he had conquered…the melons were his and he had every right to do whatever he wished. The princess could only watch and experience the pain and pleasure he were giving her through those two lovely pigeons (breasts). Soon he intertwined his fingers with her and she had no power to resist him in any other way. He had completely overpowered her.
Junaid looked at her hairless armpits. His shaft twitched. Kamya felt it. He digged his nostrils deep in her right one. Kamya moaned her body arched so much that it even pulled that heavy beast up a little only to be pressed back.
The tickling was something she hadn’t experienced for a much longer time. Kamya giggled and moaned at the same time and Junaid enjoyed both of them.
His ran his face all over it…making it miserable for her…she couldn’t laugh anymore…her stomach was already in pain but Junaid wasn’t finished yet…the left one was still untasted. He grabbed the muffler and tied her hands. His palm pressed against her elbows now….she was in much miserable position now and much pressed.
After Junaid had his thirst fulfilled with her armpits he relesead Kamya’s hands.
She took a sigh of relief as she got her hands free. The only thing positive in the room for her was the darkness around and she didn’t actually had to see the man doing all this to her and in no means he would ever have been the man of her fantasy.
Junaid shifted down to even more juicy part of her body. Her oranges. Just perfect in size and softness. As soon as his lips wrapped around her left one….Kamya left out a loud moan.
“Oooohhhhh Yeeessss.”
Kamya was all english and it was exciting for Junaid all over. He felt like he would cum without even doing it.
Kamya who had her legs closed until however pressed down and around by Junaid’s thick and hairy ones…now she sensed he wanted to get in between. His hard cock was twiching on her stomach and that circumcised dick needed the comfort of her deliciously velvety pussy. She didn’t resisted at all and let him in between.
“Kya makkhan maal hai Saali tu !” Junaid said.
This was the first time he had used any foul language for her but Kamya didn’t knew whether to get mad at him or like his comment. He probably never in his life brushed along something that delicate and supple in his life Kamya felt the roughness of his thick hair all over his legs.
Junaid freed his right hands and located his shaft to the entrance of her womanhood.
“Easy Junaidji…I haven’t done it for a long time.” Kamya whispered.
“Don’t worry Madam I won’t hurt you.” He replied and pushed his cock inside her.
Kamya could feel her lady lips widen and wrap around his thick manhood. He was atleast 1.5 times thicker than her husband’s but how much longer it was still to be found out.
“Aaahhhhh.” A sweet moan escaped her mouth as he thrusted deep inside her.
Kamya had her plam all over his back as Junaid’s chiseled chest crashed on her comforting Breasts….he pushed deeeper.
Kamya’s eyes clenched and tear drops escaped from the corner of her eyes.
Junaid had his right shoulder around her neck and his face burried in the left side of her face. Their bodies started burning out…as Junaid pistoned her thrusting her deeper and streaching her womanhood wider.
“Ohhhh Yeahhhh….Aaahhh….Aaaahhh….Aahhhh.” Kamya was moaning like a newly wedded bride.
Junaid was in sweats and Kamya started sweating too….his kisses went madder on her face all over…he pushed his tongue inside her left ear….Kamya quivered…making Junaid clench her tighter and fuck harder.
As he was about to cum Kamya clenched him tighter. She had her nails burried on his masculine back…for which he didn’t complain at all. However he had his plans too….his teeth dig deep in her left shoulder as he pushed himself to the balls inside and started unloading him.
Kamya was in pain and pleasure…more tears escaped her eyes…for Junaid’s standards he didn’t left a mark at all but for Kamya’s delicate skin…it was going to take some time.
He lay on her like that for a while kissing her slowly and gently….giving his love to her melons who were crushed under his load and finally he turned off her. Kamya’s pussy felt empty after he left. He was panting besides her. She didn’t knew what to do next. She lay there for a while then sat on her haunches. She covered her breasts back as the light started to fall again in her body.
Junaid’s arm came on her left and pulled her closer to him. He pulled her back like a man as if claiming her for the final time. Her head was resting on his left biceps her eyes still lowered.
She looked at his masculine bulging out chest rising and falling. She placed her plam on him…. feeling his heartbeat….he pulled her closer into a sweet kiss….Kamya took her left leg on and placed it on across his body.
She was far from caring that he was untidy and low-class and she was a married woman….for that moment Junaid was her man.
“Sleep a little Madam…we should leave before 4:00 AM.” Said Junaid.
His words made her realise the situation. She separated herself from him and turned to her right.
Junaid made the same move his chest was against her spine. Kamya popped her ass out and he wrapped his arm around. Junaid pulled the banket up.
Even after an hour Kamya was sleepless. Junaid on the other hand was sleeping peacefully on his back….the blanket half on him and he was half naked. Kamya sensed the lantern was burning out…there were only moments left in that. She snuggled out of the bed and looked at the state of her clothes….they were yet very far from dry. She looked at her watch it said 2:30 AM.
She tried sleeping but it was of no use besides getting out of bed naked made her shiver again. She pulled all of banket to her and tried to sleep but it took only 10 minutes for Junaid to wake up as well as he felt cold.
He came back to her and found her shivering.
Junaid turned her around to face him and wrapped her around him. He clenched her tighter with his warm hands running all over her shivering body. This was the first time he actually touched her delicately. His fingers ran along her ass crack and circled on her tiny shithole before settling in on her womanhood. He cupped her there….letting his middle finger melt in between her pusssssyyyyyy.
“Aaaahhh.” Kamya left a moan as his finger started to discover the inside of her coochie. It was full of his cum…it was still inside her. He pulled his finger out and placed it on her lips…her lips opened and she licked it clean. With her eyes still closed. His eyes were fixed on the expressions of her face as he slipped more of his finger on her lips and around.
Junaid’s cock was hard again…for the 4th time of the night. On the side ways itself he took Kamya’s right leg on his left waist and placed his shaft back on her pussy. He grabbed her waist and thrusted up… violating the little resistance showed by her lady lips… welcoming him again.
This time around the fucking was more rhythmic and sexy there were only sounds of their bodies smashing against each other and Kamya’s moaning.
Junaid lasted forever…Kmaya was in heaven too…she already came twice and he was yet to.
“Madam I am cumming where should I cum ?” Junaid asked.
“Come inside….I will take the pill.” Kamya replied moaning.
“I want to cum in your mouth Madam…” He replied.
Kamya stopped moving her body…it was a green signal for him.
Junaid pulled out of her and came on top of her…he was on his knees with his shaft near Kamya’s face.
Kamya opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out…but Junaid had it stalled for a while now. He grabbed his dick and started to rubb on her lips….he was in all sweats again.
He started to slap his shaft against her tongue…but he wasn’t having the view as the lantern had completely burned out.
He got off her and lit it up again in seconds and returned back to his position. Kamya grabbed his shaft and started giving him what he never had expected in his life….a blowjob. He was in heaven…seeing and feeling Kamya’s luscious lips wrapped around his dickhead and her tongue flicking his sensitive part. He couldn’t control anymore he pulled out and started unloading himself on her tongue. His thick white sperm escaping his body as he felt the orgasm bless him all over and the satisfaction that the most beautiful woman in the village was about to have it…taste it…and probably drink.
He came like a horse. It was all inside her mouth and in seconds down her throat.
“Wow Madam….I never knew you are such a cum hungry slut. From now on I will be coming in your mouth only.” He heaped praises for her and signalled her to open her mouth again. Kamya was still licking off the corners of her mouth when a thick manly spat fell on her tongue…it was followed by another and another….She didn’t knew what took her over but she actually stuck her tongue out again to receive them. She didn’t felt disgusted at all.
“This will help Madam….clean off your pipe.” Junaid said with a crooked smile.
“Okay now sleep Madam….I don’t think we have much time left.” He commanded. Kamya slept instantly.
It must have passed 10 minutes only when Junaid woke her up again….”Comeon Madam…I think we should go now…before people wake up.”
“Please Junaidji let me sleep for 10 minutes more.” She managed to say and slept back on.
Junaid tried to wake her up again even after half an hour but it was of no use. He was tired as well. He slept back.
The sun had came out in full glory after the stormy night. It was around 9:30 and the sun light started to pierce inside. The whole house was perfectly lit now. Both of them was sleeping naked and peacefully…the blankets no longer on their bodies.
Junaid’s eyes opened for a little and his hands reached to grab Kamya’s right breast. He was wide awake. He took off the bed a little to have a look on her body in full daylight glory.
Kamya was an angel in all her way…not only her body was elegant but even her sleeping position with her one let straight and other bent on knees. Her arm were up. She was all hairless top to bottom. Her cherries were proud red and erect on her breasts…with very little areola around it.
Her pussy felt like extra cushioned and her lips pursed with only her pee nozzle peeking out.
Junaid’s hand went down and he started encircling and flicking her there in her most sensitive part. Kamya was still in her sleep yet her body responded happily. He lay flat back and closed his eyes….his hands moved up her body grabbing and feeling her breasts one after another. Kamya felt like she was in a dream. Junaid wanted to go ahead but he thought he should give it a little rest before doing it for the fifth time in close succession.
Kamya woke up after some time and realised the situation. She was already regretting her decision to sleep a little longer.
She had not even a single thread on her body. She looked at Junaid who was peacefully sleeping besides her….it was the first time she actually realised how gigantic he was however being a few inches shorter than her. Her eyes rested on his circumcised penis which looked bigger than her husband’s even in sleepless state.
She got off the bed and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face had a glow on it…and why not afterall…for the first time in her life she was take by a real man. She looked at her shoulder and found that mark that he left on her.
She shook her head in disbelief and cursed Junaid for being so harsh. At the end she went on and strated putting her clothes back. She was about to finish off her saree when Junaid grabbed the hem of it.
Kamya tuned around and it was tussled in between their hands. Kamaya was on her feet while he was lying naked with his little brother all up to invade her pussy again. Kamya was bent to prevent the view of her blouse.
“Junaidji please let it go. I need to get dressed and go.” She said.
“At this time….Madam this is not your city where this might be normal…you can’t step out of my house in the daylight.” He replied.
“Then what should I be doing here…there must be people looking for me.” She replied.
“I don’t know about the people…but I certainly know what you should be doing here.” He said and pulled her saree harder.
Kamya was pulled and she fell in his arms.
She struggled a little but Juanid was too strong for her…he grabbed her arms and bent it on her back and pulled her up on his body. Her blouse and bra trapped pigeons wanted to be set free again and rub against his hairy chiseled chest. And despite her attempts she couldn’t stop the man. Once again she was all naked on the top and only that satin petticoat on her entire body. He made her sit in his lap and placed his lips back on her breasts….this time he wasn’t in love making. He was raw and wild against her tenderness. Kamya could not do anything but to fulfill his wishes….her hands were still in well control…her juices were flowing in full speed.
“You taste stale Madam….Its time you should fresh up. I will prepare some food. Don’t worry I won’t be going anywhere today.” Junaid commanded.
“ALL DAY” Kamya blurred out.
Juniad had a broad smile on his face.