My Horny Divorced Indian Client

My Horny Divorced Indian Client

I am Vishal, 28, working at a law firm in Bangalore. It is my first ever writing in this context and I have something interesting to share with you all. I am a 5’11 handsome tall guy who loves to do self-grooming and gym. I am not new to these adventures as I have already fucked a couple of girls during my college.

After college, I shifted to Bangalore with the hope of getting a new life.

So I had those usual tough working days every day. I had no time to look around girls I can hook up with. But I wanted to have someone to have fun in the bed, or couch or car whatever.

So I was getting bored in life and everything was quite simple and ordinary. But one fine day, my boss called me in the cabin. He said, “Vishal I want you to do me a favor. I want you to work on a divorce case of my sister’s friend personally.” I said ok since I wanted one.

So he gave me the details and I finally called my client and her name was Shalini. I dialed the number and suddenly a voice sweet like a bird replied, “Yes? Who’s this?”

I was flattered and wanted to talk more. Shalini asked me to meet at a coffee shop.

The next day, I went to the coffee shop and I waited for a while. After some time, a woman came next to me and asked, “Are you Vishal?”

I was shocked after looking at her as she was like a queen in a pink saree. I swear she was just a hell of a sexy woman with absolutely hot measurements. She had large big white boobs, a gold chain around her neck hanging on those huge bosoms between the two tits.

She was in a saree and I could actually see her waist and naval which was milky white and worth licking.

Shalini sat on the chair with her boobs bouncing a little along with a large bulky ass. The ass cheeks were in shape covered in a saree anyone cannot resist eating. Her lips were covered with a dark red lipstick which I really wanted to suck hard.

We started our chat and I was looking at her quite carefully. I noticed her big huge melons were hanging inside the blouse with those dark nipples eager to jump out. That actually gave my dick a hard sensible feeling.

It was around 9.30 pm and I asked, “Ma’am, if you allow, I can drop you home? She replied after hesitating, “Ok, not a problem.”

We boarded a cab and were sitting at the back seat quite closer. I was just looking at her hot body which made me hard down to my pants. I wanted to jerk off but couldn’t. Her saree couldn’t hide her huge pair of tits and I was watching her boobs slowly bouncing due to jerks.

We were at the destination and I was about to say goodbye but she stopped and said, “Mr. Vishal, thank you so much for helping me in this case. If you want any help from my side, I will be happy to do it.”

I was feeling damn happy after this. We met a couple of times and discussed the case at different places. I was a bit sure that she started gaining interest in me and wanted to meet me every day. She started calling me every night and we talked about almost everything.

One day I called her about some work, she didn’t reply. I tried but she didn’t answer. So I went to her home to see whether she was there or not. I knocked on the door and after waiting for 5 minutes, she opened the gate with tears in her eyes. I was frightened and asked her what happened. She was crying heavily, holding me now.

She said, “Vishal, I feel very lonely after my husband left me. I had expected a lot from this marriage but I got nothing but a divorce.”

She was not in good condition so I made her sit on the couch and gave her a glass of water. After a while, she said, “Thank you, Vishal. You made me feel good and hugged me tightly.” It was a nice moment for me as her boobs touched my chest and I could see her backless blouse.

I was losing my control and wanted to kiss her but she asked me whether I want to have a glass of wine. I agreed and we were sitting on the couch drinking wine.

I was busy staring at her body. The pervert in me spilled my wine over her saree by which her upper breasts were wet.

She said, “It’s ok, I will go and change.”

She went to her room for changing. After a while, she called me and said, “Vishal, can you please pass my towel? I am not wearing anything.”

I jumped out of the couch and went to her room. I had a boner at that time.

She opened the door just a bit and I passed her the towel. She was not taking it. I was surprised.

After 2 or 4 seconds, she opened the door wide. I was shocked as I was seeing her covered only with a piece of saree and nothing else. Shalini was half-naked in front of me.

She said with a lusty voice, “Vishal, can you please do one last thing for me? Can you sleep with me tonight?” I was electrified. I asked why you want this.

She replied, “I am an untouched married woman from the past 4 months and I just want someone to touch me and give the pleasure I want. I saw you checking me out so I just want you to fuck me tonight.”

The moment I was waiting was here in front of me! I went closer to her. I pulled hair and kissed her tight sexy plumped lips full of lipstick. I licked each and every drop of her lips holding her ass from the back.

I removed the saree she was wearing and now she was completely naked in front of me. I saw those huge big tits hanging like melons. Ahhhh, it was was fucking sexy.

I lifted her up while kissing and took her to the couch. She was horny as fuck and wanted that big dick bulging out of my pants so hard.

Shalini jumped and opened my pants, stripped my underwear, and touched my hard 6-inch dick eager to fuck her brains out. She sucked every inch of it, slopping it and making it wet and ready to enter her river like wet pussy. She was jerking my dick and playing with it.

We both were completely naked and started licking every part of our bodies. My dick was rock solid and I was ready to fuck her. I pushed her down to the couch and caressed her thighs softly making her moan softly. “Ahhhhh Vishal.. I am wet now.. Just lick my pussy now.”

I was playing with her now. She pulled my hair and gave her pussy to my lips and they did all the work. Now I was licking the whole system and she was on her cloud nine, enjoying every watery lick. The pussy juices rushed out of her pussy as I fingered it in every direction. She was like a fish out of the water as I shook her clit fast.

Shalini moaned, “Ahhhhhh.. Vishal.. I am so fucking horny nowwww..Ahhhhh ufffffff aaaaaahhhh..” and then she was not able to wait so she lied at the couch and begged me to fuck her hard like a slut.

I jerked my cock a little and thrust it deep inside that wet hole, and I heard Shalini lost her breath and she was just wild and horny. I fucked her hard, deep, and fast. She was moaning heavily,

“Aaahhhhh..uffffff.. .ohhh shitttt..ohh fuckk me Vishal fuck me harder I am your slut tonight.”

I was aroused with her moaning. My thighs were slapping her ass cheeks with every thrust and she was crazy at the couch. We changed the position to cowgirl. She was bouncing at my cock, jumping like a kid and my dick was pumping out her pussy juice with every thrust. I was moaning too as it was fucking great.

We fucking for 20 minutes and then she took out my cock and started sucking it.

She said that her pussy was paining as my cock was too big. But I held her from behind, pulled her hair, and gave her the dick into her asshole. She screamed loud with tears and sweat on her big boobs.

I was fucking her from behind and she was all drooling from her pussy. I started sucking every drop of milk from her boobs. Her nipples were tight like a rope and It just ended up in a bite scar on the boob as I sucked it too hard.

I fucked her again and after a while, I was about to cum. She told me she wanted a shot at her mouth. I put my dick into her mouth and she licked every drop of my cum. We both were sweating and exhausted. She kissed me and was thankful for such a lovely fucking session.

The next day in the morning, I fucked her again both in her ass and pussy. She loved it and she still loves it because we are happily married now.

I hope you like my writing. Apologize for any mistakes and remember it is a fictional story, not a real story.

My Horny Divorced Indian Client