Read in the story of Sexy Pussy how I first talked to a young girl with double meaning and then tried to arouse her desire by holding her in my arms.
In the previous part of Sexy Pussy Story,
about the desire to get a girl with a thirsty pussy,
you read that
I was helping a girl and a desire to get her vagina also arose in my mind.
I thought in my mind, if I get a chance to meet Benno, I will settle the score by trampling your dirty youth and your thirsty pussy with my cock.
Now for further sexy pussy stories:
Next day, I was attending a meeting and got a call from Manjula at 12 noon.
“Hello, Kat, how are you?” I asked in a sweet voice.
“Sir, I am fine. I have checked out from the hotel and have come to Bhattacharyaji’s residence. These people are very nice sir and uncle and aunty are very helpful. Now I am going out to the society to buy some essential items. I am gone.” With Shivansh Aunty.” He told me this very happily and in a very excited voice.
“Excellent, you did very well. You now have a permanent place to live. Okay, anything else?”
“Yes sir, I will trouble you again. There is everything in the society, but there is no gas stove here. If you can help, please take a look. Right now my uncle is sending his gas cylinder. I will arrange it later.” , She says.
“Oh, is it such a simple thing? What is there to worry about? You don’t need to worry… everything will be done in the evening.” I said.
Then I thought that if I get a chance, I will use my cock to give real pain and real pleasure to your pussy.
“Yes, sir, thank you!” He said.
“Okay, bye…” I said and hung up the phone.
It was the last day of my conference, so after lunch everyone said goodbye.
From there I went to the gas company and bought a new indane cylinder, strong glass stove, regulator etc. and reached Manjula’s house.
She sits in the living room and plays with Shivansh. She became happy after seeing the cylinder and stove.
I went to the kitchen and saw that Manjula was bringing necessary utensils etc. and necessary food and keeping them there.
I set up the gas range and checked by turning the gas off.
Manjula’s job now became that of housekeeper.
Seeing all this she looked very satisfied and happy.
“How much does all this cost, sir?” She started asking.
“Hey, I’ll admit it… I’m really worried. Don’t worry too much. I am a bank employee and I go there with caution.” I said smiling.
“No, sir, please don’t do that. Tell me, how much does all this cost?” He said folding his hands.
Keeping in mind that his honor and dignity would not be hurt, I told him the whole story and he gave me the money.
“Listen Manjula, my meeting is over today. Now I don’t have any more work here, so I will come back tomorrow. So I have to go to the hotel, book the flight online and pack my luggage.” I said.
“Hey, why did you leave so suddenly?” She said, surprised by my departure.
“How come I had to go suddenly? It’s a pleasure to meet you and have you along on my journey. You have joined your post and your new life has begun, I send you my congratulations and best wishes. Best wishes !” I said something seriously.
“Sir, you can talk about leaving later. Right now I am making potato paratha. You will eat it with me only, see now, don’t refuse,” she said in an emotional voice with folded hands.
“Come on, it doesn’t matter. It’s the same thing. I’m only going to have dinner with you. But I am going to the hotel to take a bath first and then will come back soon.
“Okay sir, you go, come.” She said happily.
After reaching the hotel, I rested on the bed for a while and started remembering every incident from coming home till Guwahati.
Then I started caressing my penis thinking about Manjula, started masturbating after seeing her photo on the phone.
Here let me tell you that I took this photo of Manjula silently, even she did not know.
As soon as I saw her pictures, I started masturbating and went to the bathroom to cum while dreaming about fucking her naked young lady.
Later, I took bath, wore clean clothes and headed towards Manjula’s house.
When I reached Manjula’s house, she was cooking food in the kitchen.
I started playing Shivansh in the bedroom. The aroma of ghee frying in a pan was coming into the bedroom, which made me feel hungry and drool.
After about half an hour Manjula came to the bedroom with food, then spread newspaper on the bed and laid out the plates.
Then she went back and brought something to eat for herself and sat in front of me.
The meal consisted of four pieces of thick, crunchy grilled parathas, along with mango and lemon pickle, which Manjula had brought herself.
Apart from this, there is also homemade salty sev and khoya coconut barfi.
It’s just fun to watch.
I never expected such a wonderful dinner. Thinking that it would be difficult for me to eat such heavy parathas, I served two parathas in separate plates before starting the meal.
Manjula was about to speak, but he interrupted her and said that if needed, I will take more, if it exceeds the requirement, I will make it again.
In this way our dinner continued in a pleasant atmosphere.
I did not expect to meet such a person, three days ago I met an unknown girl at Delhi airport. A lot happened in these three days. She cooked for me with her own hands, sat on the bed opposite me, and talked casually with him. I ate dinner together and talked to me very lovingly. As if the years have been recognized.
I unconsciously kept looking at the bulge in Manjula’s chest, thinking that it was rude to look at a girl like this, but I could not control my heart.
Any young woman is well aware of the lustful look in a man’s eyes, hence Manjula also understood everything and ate the food silently with her head bowed.
“Manjula, the taste of your hands is amazing, you are Annapurna yourself, I have never eaten such a delicious paratha in my life.” I praised him sincerely.
“Master, it doesn’t taste good now. Let me eat it with you!”
“Why should I lie? I am speaking from my heart, the taste of your hands is very good and these barfi and sev are also very tasty. Manjula, I tell you to open a restaurant and you will make a lot of money.” ” I said smiling.
“Okay sir, that’s all. I don’t deserve such praise!” He said with some pride.
”Hey, I don’t give false praise to anyone.” ”
Okay, okay, just concentrate on eating,” she said.
So the dinner ended with such a relaxing theme.
It was ten o’clock after dinner. Shivaansh had fallen asleep after drinking milk.
I was also going on foot.
“Manjula, I am also going first. Thanks for the delicious paratha. My stomach is full but my heart is not. I really want to kiss your hand!” I said jokingly.
“Hey, what are you talking about!” She said shyly.
“Yes, Manjula, you are very beautiful and the food you cook also tastes good. It is rare to see so many qualities in one woman.” “Well, sir,
what is so good about me that others like me so much? “Mr. Praise? Manjula said winking.
“Manjula, this innocent, round and beautiful face of yours, these pink lips without lipstick, this delicate neck and…” “
What else…?” he asked curiously.
“Hey, now I have told what I saw… the rest I can tell only by seeing and tasting.”
“Oh, you made a very good point,” she said, fascinated. I said
, “Sir, I am doing well in other jobs also.”
“What about something else…like?” he asked innocently.
I responded to her words in a different way, gathered courage, held her in my arms and kissed her cheeks.
Manjula’s breasts were like a mountain on my chest.
“Sir, what are you doing?” She said while smiling and trying to get free from my arms.
“You are so sweet,” I said, kissing her neck just below her ears and then started kissing her below her ears and the back of her neck again and again.
He also started squeezing her ass in his fist.
In this way I kept teasing the sensitive parts of Manjula’s body.
Then, caressing her naked waist, I took her lower lip into my mouth and started sucking. She kept trying to free herself from my arms and I kept trying to hold her tightly to arouse her desire.
He said, “Sir, please don’t do this. It has been more than two years since my husband left and I have forgotten all these things.”
“Manjula, there has been no other woman in my life except my wife. Ever since I met you, I don’t know why I felt some unknown connection, some supernatural attraction towards you and Shivansh… Don’t stop me. you are .” Already in my heart…let me be in your body,” I said.
He started massaging her breasts over her shirt, then put his hands into her bra, pressed her exposed breasts, pinched her nipples and started slowly twisting them.
Manjula continued to protest slowly, but she did not have the willpower she deserved. The smile was still intact on his face.
Then I separated her saree from her body and started pressing and massaging her buttocks while caressing her smooth naked waist.
When I caressed her stomach from the front, my fingers got entangled in the “cut” of her petticoat, which was negligible.
I inserted two fingers in it and pushed it forward and started teasing the panty on her pussy.
As soon as the fingers pressed on her pussy, she held my hand. But I also opened the string of the petticoat, due to which the petticoat slid down her smooth thighs and reached her feet.
Now she was in front of me only in shirt and panty.
Due to female embarrassment she would repeatedly try to hide her naked body, sometimes covering her breasts with her hands, sometimes covering her panties with her hands.
Sometimes she gets nervous and covers her panties with one hand and tries unsuccessfully to hide her huge breasts with the elbow of the other hand.
Now I held her shoulders, pulled her back against the wall and started kissing her, holding her wrists tightly.
He kissed her cheeks and started sucking her lips. He made a hum-hum sound.
Then I started caressing her white panty from above.
I would take my palm to the bulge of her pussy and feel the tingling sensation of her breasts while caressing it upwards.
She has a flat stomach and a deep navel; Overall, Manjula is an impeccable beauty queen.
Here too my excitement reached its peak. I immediately took off my clothes and was wearing only shorts and started kissing Manjula’s cervix.
Then I took out my erect penis from my underwear and placed it on Manjula’s navel and pushed slowly.
When she felt the touch of my hot penis, she got excited and dug her nails into my back.
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