The glory of my friend’s penis is beyond measure – 1

When a woman desires sex, she is ready to do anything. What do I do when I miss my dick?

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hello dear how are you? I hope everyone is doing well…everything will be fine.

My name is Nishu Tiwari and I am a resident of Kanpur district of Uttar Pradesh. My complexion is as fair as milk. I am 41 years old.
My breast size is 38-E, waist is 30 inches and ass is 40 inches.
I am a working woman and an English teacher in a school.

Even now my youth is stirring with enthusiasm. The desire to fuck women was at its peak inside me.

I often wear sarees made of thin fabric. The shirt I am wearing has a dark collar.
My shirt is open from front and back and my breasts are looking great which is making everyone sexy.

My cleavage looks very attractive with this deep neck blouse. Since my shirt is sleeveless, it gives a more sexy feel.

I also tied the saree just below my navel so that my navel and entire stomach were visible. This means that wearing a saree blouse exposes most of the waist part of my body.

Because of her big butt she bends while walking and looks sexier from behind.
Whoever sees my shaking ass once will keep looking at it forever.

My husband died of a heart attack three or four years ago. I had only one daughter, Aarushi, who was on the threshold of adulthood at that time.

The first few years after my husband’s death were very difficult for me and my daughter. Before both of us could recover from the shock of his death, we started facing financial problems. For this reason I started teaching in a school.

Thanks to this work, I got my daughter married a year ago. I did all this alone and now I support myself alone.

The husband remained in shock for many years. Then came the responsibilities of home, daughter and marriage. That’s why I never have time for myself.

But now this loneliness is eating me up. Every night, I used to console myself by caressing my pussy after reading obscene pictures and lust stories.
But now the kitten doesn’t like my false comfort.
Now my pussy needs a real cock and a man.

I have four close friends, one of whom is named Abia. She is also of my age.
The second is 37 year old Anamika, the third is 40 year old Sumedha and the fourth is Mamta. She is 34 years old.

They all taught with me in school. I talk to him about all kinds of things.

Since her husband was a slut, she would pay boys to have sex with her over the phone to satisfy her hunger.

But now their game has stopped because one day there is an attack on the place where all these boys live. So now they are all suffering like me.

One day when my friends and I were coming out of school, they all started going in the other direction. There was heavy traffic on the road so they all stopped to cross the road and started talking.

I parked the car on this side of the road and waited for the car to stop.

I was waiting for the bus and then I saw a very smart boy of 19 or 20 years old standing on the other side of the road.

Mamta pointed towards me and said – If I find this boy, I will give my entire youth to him.

Meanwhile Abiya said, Hey man, where were you when you were young?
On this Sumedha said- Hey friends, even now we are no less than any 21-22 year old girl, if only we find someone.

Meanwhile, the traffic on the road reduced and all my friends started crossing the road.
Just then that boy came towards me. He may have even driven here.

Now he is waiting for the bus with me. From there I came to the same boy.

After some time, an empty car parked near us, I first went into it and sat on one side and the boy also sat on the seat next to me.
The car is a six seater.

As the car moved forward, two more passengers slowly came between me. One passenger sat on our seat and the other passenger sat on the front seat. Just like that, the boy sat next to me and the seat in front also became full. Now I just pray that if someone else comes this way, this boy comes to me.

Perhaps the people above heard me and suddenly an old and fat woman boarded the bus, the driver told me to move to the side and let the passenger sit.

I deliberately became harder and the boy was now very close to my body.

As soon as the woman sat down, more space was found. So, the boy removed his hand from behind my head and sat next to me.

When the car started, there was vibration after some time. With that jerk the boy’s hand collided with my outstretched arm. I like it very much.

Then, in the next stroke, I deliberately extended my hand towards her.
He also touched my hand with his hand.

This made me think that this boy probably wanted to do something with me.

I deliberately reached up and grabbed the water pipe from the front window. So the open part of my saree came in his hands.

In the third stroke his hand first touched my stomach next to me.
When I didn’t protest, he went deeper and hit me on the chest.
When his hands touched my breasts, I also started enjoying.

Similarly, he was now taking advantage of every stroke and playing with my breasts.

After walking for some time, another woman boarded the bus, but there was no space left. The driver of the car called the boy forward and he paid the fare there and started looking at me.

Suddenly he signaled me to get out of the car and I didn’t know what to do.

As the car moved forward, I looked back… and then he called me. But the car had already moved ahead.

But after walking for some time I felt that I should come down. Maybe this was my chance, but I missed it.

I immediately parked my car, paid him and caught a car going in the same direction.

I reached where the boy had landed. I was searching for him when I saw a boy from a distance.

He also looked at me. The boy came to me panting and said – I thought you would not stop.
I asked him- Tell me for what purpose are you calling me?

Boy- I want your phone number.
Me- Why, what is the work?

Boy- I like you, that’s why.
Me- Hey, don’t you know, I am married and you are looking older.. are you crazy?

Boy- Now listen, I like you, that’s why I told you. Now age does not matter so much.
At this time there was a road behind us and both of us were standing there.

I asked him to come to this street and talk.

At first he applied butter on me and I enjoyed it.

After a while he said- Okay, I like you.. but maybe I don’t like you. So, that’s it, I’m leaving now.

After saying this he was about to leave, but I held his hand to stop him.
He started smiling.

I told her- Look, I like you too, I like you too, but neither of us are old enough to do that yet.

He came closer to me, placed his hand on my bare waist from behind, pulled me towards him and said, “Is there anything wrong in talking when I like you?”

When I asked him his name, he told me his name was Satyam.

He’s still a little boy and I haven’t told him my name yet. I just got the phone number from that guy.

I have been thinking about this issue for the last two days. I tried to control myself but I messaged her and she recognized me immediately.

After this we talked for some time and I asked her for some pictures.
But I have not given him my photo yet.

That night I was naked in front of his picture and fingering my pussy, so today I got a different pleasure.

Then I chatted with her like this for a few days. He is a 19 year old boy who goes to college.

While talking like this, one day he said that I really want to see you.
I said- Okay, let’s meet on the same road where we met that day!

He said- There is a small garden in front of that street and no one comes and goes there. Let’s go there and sit and talk for some time.
I agree with him.

Two days later, he came out of college early and after I left, we both sat in the car together.
Today he sat next to me, put his hand on my shoulder and caressed my arm.

I stopped him and removed his hand. If I had not taken it off, he might have started massaging my breasts.

After reaching there, both of us got out of the car and walked towards the garden via the same road. It was a very deserted place, complete silence, no one was coming and going.

The garden door was closed, Satyam opened the door and took me inside and closed the door. We both sat on a rock in the shade.

He spoke to me lovingly and asked about my health. While he was talking, he suddenly held my hand and I started itching in my heart but I did not let Satyam know this.

After some time, when I started leaving, Satyam said – Hug me at least once.
I smiled and hugged her.

Just like that, both my big breasts pressed against his chest. He also took my hands back and hugged me tightly from my back and waist.
Then a different feeling arose in my heart, so I raised my face.

His face was right in front of me. I stopped myself several times.. but my lips met her lips and I kept sucking her soft delicate pink lips.
He also started supporting me equally. After kissing each other for some time, he and I separated and went home.

I was happy with what happened to that boy today. Now both of us started talking openly.

Then one day when I told my friend about this, she said – Nishu, you have turned out to be a big fucker. You enjoyed being alone for so many days and today you tell us all about it.

They saw her picture on my phone and each wrote down her details on their respective numbers.

Then Mamta said- Will you keep kissing him with bare hands or will you do something further?
I say- Friends, you all are players of this game. I haven’t joined the game yet. I haven’t told the guy my name yet and I’m afraid he’ll be like that. I may be humiliated by the society at large.

By then Anamika said – Are you mad? If he was such a boy, he would have pressed your breasts after meeting you so many times. But he has not done anything like this till now. This means that the boy is not like that. You have got a 19 year old young boy, that means his entire youth is yours. You can use it for yourself in whatever way you want. You understand that you have found a smooth dick. The more you touch him, the more he will become for you. Then you stay alone at home, take him to your room some afternoon in the afternoon and check how his stuff is and how he performs.

In this way, they made me very excited and at that very moment asked me to call Satyam.

In the next part of this sex story of sex with a woman, I will describe to you the story of my sex with Satyam. Please mail me.
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Next part of woman’s sex story: The glory of my friend’s penis is limitless – 2

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