Horny Akansha Gets Ass Banged By Dirty Old Man

Hi friends, I am Akansha. I am a 25 years old married woman. I had an arranged marriage when I was 23. I used to like someone else, but my family is very strict. They did not allow me to marry the guy I liked as he was from a different caste.

I am very beautiful as my friends tell me. They said I deserved a very handsome guy who will keep me happy in bed. I also wanted someone who would take care of sexual needs.

I always like the idea of a man touching me and eagerly waited for my first night. Unfortunately, my husband just came and pushed me on the bed. He pushed my saree up, removed my panty and started pushing his penis in me. I tried to kiss him, but he pulled my hair back. After 30 seconds, he climaxed and pulled his penis out.

I tried to lick the semen from his dick, but he just went away. I felt so disheartened. I had so many plans for this night. I wanted to please him in every way, but he was just not interested in me.

After a few months, he got a traveling job. Now he used to be away for months and I remained alone. I didn’t know what to do. I was getting frustrated. I needed a man’s touch and my husband was not giving it to me.

One day, I had gone to the market on the bus. It was really crowded and I was standing against one of the poles. As more and more people started to come in, there was no space to stand. All of a sudden, I felt someone touch my bare stomach. It was as if a current had passed through me.

I wondered who did that. As it was really crowded, I couldn’t look down where the hand was coming from. Again, he touched my stomach and this time, he was moving his hand slowly as if to feel the smoothness of my skin! I won’t lie, but this was the best feeling I had for a very long time!!

Before I could see who he was, my stop came and I got down. That day I went home, I took off my saree, saaya, blouse, bra and panty and lay on the bed, touching myself. I kept imagining the touch and started to finger myself and within moments, I squirted out. I was yearning for a man’s touch and I got it today. I knew what I had to do now.

I went to the tailor and got myself stitched a blouse size smaller than what I usually wear, along with a size smaller bra. I usually wear a 32D, but I got a 32B this time. When I tried them at home, my breasts were getting a great shape with ample cleavage on display.

I also bought light pink, light blue chiffon sarees and tried them on. I wore them tighter to give a great shape to my body and wore it really low than my navel. Next, I went to the parlor and got all the hair removed from the body. I wanted my body to be soft, smooth and sexy.

I got my hair straightened and also bought a nice seductive perfume.

The next day when I wore my light blue chiffon saree with a tight light pink and white blouse, my 34D-28-30 figure came out really well. I put on a lot of makeup and pink lipstick. I tied my hair as a bun and also put on a nose ring. I knew nose-ring made a woman look slutty and I wanted to look like a high-class slut that day.

It was a Friday, and I knew the bus coming from the next town to my bus-stand will be filled. I went to the next town and waited for the evening bus to come.

The bus came around 8 pm and it was jam-packed. Moreover, there were so many people getting into the bus from my bus-stop. I tried to enter the bus, but it was really difficult to enter.

Immediately, somebody from behind pushed my back. There I was squished into the crowded night bus. My stop was the last, so I knew I could enjoy without worrying about my stop.

I was standing there with one hand holding the bar on the top. The next stop came and a lot of building workers entered. Now it was really crowded. After a few minutes, I realized somebody feeling my ass! It felt nice. As I didn’t do anything, the touch changed into caressing my ass softly.

The feeling of any unknown man feeling my soft ass really charged me up. I wanted to turn and see who it was, when all of a sudden, someone grabbed my right breast and gave a really tight squeeze!! I let out a soft scream. An old guy in his 50s was standing right behind my right side. I looked at him and he stared at me.

I turned around. Seeing no response from me, the old man started squeezing my breasts. I had started to like it. I slowly moved and made myself right in front of him. Now he came really close to me and started feeling my bare stomach and was giving small kisses on it. I was getting turned on and I wanted to feel his hard penis.

The old man again started touching my breasts, but now he realized I wasn’t wearing a bra. Immediately, he felt my nipples and started pulling them. It hurt, but the fact that an unknown old man was feeling my body on the bus was driving me crazy.

I wanted him to touch my bare breasts, but I didn’t know what to do. I took my pallu and covered my breasts completely and opened a couple of hooks. As soon as he realized what had happened, he slipped his hand inside my blouse and squeezed my soft breasts. From his touches, I could know that he was getting more and more horny.

He was pinching my nipples, squeezing them hard and I just stood there enjoying the wild groping. He now had unbuttoned my blouse completely and was squeezing my soft breasts. He came really close to my ear and said, “Mast maal hai tu saali. Tera pati kya tujhe bistar mein garam nahin karta kya, jo yahan raand ke tarah kar rahi hai?”

For the first time, I turned around and faced him. He was a dirty looking old man, who looked like a rickshawala.

I looked at him and could see his lust-filled eyes hungrily looking at my body. Before I could do anything, a few more people got on the bus. Now he came right at me and we both were stuck facing each other.

He placed his hands around my waist and said, “Ek raat mujhe de de saali, tujhe tere jawaani ka saara maza de dunga”. I asked him, “Kahan le jaoge mujhe”. He said, “Mere ghar chal.”

We got down after two bus stops. It was a slum. It was filthy and smelled like hell. I wondered what I was doing. A high class beautiful sexy woman, going with a dirty 50 years old man to his house, where I will be used. But this very fact was turning me on and my panty was already wet!

While walking, he placed his hand around my waist and constantly squeezed it. He tried to squeeze my breasts, but since there were some drunkards on the road, I told him please go to his place first.

Around 5 minutes later, we reached his small filthy house. It was a small house with a bed and a kitchen. He closed the door.

I was looking around when he pulled my hair really tight and said,

“Saali randi, yeh mera ghar. Dekh kya rahi hai? Tere bade bungalow ke tarah nahin hai. Pata hai mujhe. Aur aaj raat tujhe aisa chodunga ki tujhe yaad rahega zindagi bhar. Tere iss gore gore naram badan par mein itne daag karunga, ki jab jab tu apna nanga badan aaene mein dekhogi, mujhe yaad karogi”.

Saying this, the old man pulled me and started kissing my lips. I was already wet and I responded back by sucking his lower lips while he squeezed my body. We continued to suck our tongues and bite each other’s lips for the next few minutes.

Then he stopped and went and got desi liquor and offered me. I said no, and he immediately slapped me hard! My entire body vibrated and could feel the heat on my cheeks. He took a gulp and put his mouth on mine and unloaded his mouth in mine and made me drink that cheap smelly yuck liquor. I began to cough and he started to laugh.

“Tujh jaise high-class ki aurat raand hoti hai and pata hai mujhe.” He pulled my hair and now put the bottle in my mouth and forced me to drink it. I tried to stop but he forced me to drink. Within seconds, half the bottle was finished. The taste was so bad that I felt like vomiting. I was feeling dizzy too. My head was spinning.

I could see the dirty old Indian man had started to remove his clothes. Then he came and undid my hair. My straight silky black hair fell on my shoulders. He caught hold of one end of my saree and started to pull. This made me spin and soon the saree was off my body.

The old man then came from behind and pulled the blouse off my body and it tore off. He moved my hair on one side and started to kiss my neck and grope my breasts. The effect of the alcohol and the touch of a man after a long time turned me on and I started to moan. The louder I moaned, the more he squeezed my breasts and bit my neck.

My panty had started to get wet and I had completely submitted myself to the old man. In a flash, he undid the knot of my saaya and there I was, in my panty with a 50-year-old man.

He picked me up and threw me on the bed. My boobs jiggled and he jumped on me. For the first time, he started to suck my breasts and he had gone crazy.

“Kya chuchi hai teri saali. Itna naram aur komal. Tu kya mast maal hai. Aaj toh tere chuut ko phad daalunga” and he continued to bit my nipples.

For the next half an hour, the old dirty drunk hairy man was all over me, licking and sucking my beautiful milky white soft sexy body. I felt his saliva all over me. At times, I felt a bit dirty and tried to move him away, but he held my hand and licked my armpits.

Each time he licked my armpit, I moaned, “Ahhhhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..”

His tongue left his saliva all over me and as soon as he heard me moan, he came over to my face and started smooching me. His rough lips were sucking my soft juicy pink lips, while he squeezed my breasts.

I was getting so hot with all this that I just pushed him and made him lie down and got over him. I started licking his hairy chest and flicked his nipple with my tongue. Then I slowly grabbed his cock and started stroking it slowly. I moved my hair on one side and sucked his tongue and stroked his cock.

His cock was solid hard and I could feel the precum flowing on my fingers. I started licking his chest and going down till I reached his hairy crotch. It smelled awful of urine and dried semen. But the alcohol in me was making me get intoxicated with the smell of dried cum.

I rubbed my face on his pubic hair. Then I slowly went down and took his cock in my mouth and started to suck him. Each time my wet juicy mouth sucked his cock head, he groaned. His groans were making me want to pleasure him even more.

I spat on his cock and lubricated his shaft and started sliding my lips up and down and slowly increased the face. He now held my hair and started pushing my head to take his cock deeper.

His pushes were making his cock touch my throat and I started to choke. But the fact that he was loving me, was turning me on and soon he unloaded his dirty semen in my mouth.

In 4 shots, his thick musty cum was all inside my mouth. I brought my tongue outside and showed him his thick cum covering my tongue. I looked into his eyes and slowly started to slurp it in. I know nothing excites a man more than a woman drinking his cum.

As soon as he saw me enjoying his cum, he held my hair and pushed me on the bed and made me lie on the stomach. He went straight to my ass and started to suck and bite my ass cheeks.

“Kya sundar naram doodhiya gaand hai teri saali. Kitne lund li hai isme.”

I just pushed my ass on his face and said in a seductive voice, “Liye toh bohot hai, par aaj tum meri chudaas ko duur karo. Iss naram gaand ko masal kar, apna garam garam juice mere andar bhar do”.

The old man got crazy and wild hearing me and parted my ass cheeks and rubbed his cock all over my asshole. He was completely lying on my back and was sucking my lips. I was enjoying his smooch when suddenly he pushed his cock into my ass and I screamed.

He continued to ram me hard and I moaned and screamed. He held my hair and pulled it and drilled me deeper. He was riding me hard and finally cummed and lay over me.