My introduction with Disha was through my wife. Being a male I do not have to give any reason to anybody that why I was keen to fuck her as I feel that it is always good to have anything if it is extra and if it is a virgin and decent girl like Disha then its great. Talking about her mind set, seriously I don’t know why she got indulge with me sexually.

She knew that I am married and there was no chance for me to falling in love with her, we were in touch somehow for some time and maybe she was desperate to try sex and found me safe who will not blackmail her and in addition to that certainly my appearance attracted her as I am good looking guy with good health because of my regular workout in badminton court.

Disha, the girl I am talking about was actually my wife’s companion in gym and like my wife she too was plump, rather much more than my wife, or you can say because of her short height she use to look more plump. If I had to graph Disha in words then I will say that she is a fair girl with very innocent features, short in height hardly standing on 5 feet, though she did not had much belly but anything except that, means rest of her all physical assets were plump.

Actually she was working in bank and had lot of sitting and in addition to that she was fond of eating so she was really very fleshy on her arms, and thighs. Though her breasts were not very big, neither too small rather they were medium in size and but her bottom was a real beauty, it was round and big and too fleshy and because of sitting job it was getting heavier, and truly speaking a guy like me who really love ass of a female body among all her other assets can die for that. In a first glance Disha really did not appealed me, I was coming out of my house to go somewhere with my wife and she was walking across the street when my wife introduced me with her as her friend but later when I took out the car and moved ahead and saw her walking facing away I realized that she will always be great fuck from behind.

Anyway it was just my, you can say desire at that time to fuck her from behind and as such I never tried to talk to my wife and tried to approach her by doing any long conversation whenever she met me around my house or in nearby market and whenever we met we ended up with just hello or good morning and good evening etc.

Things between me and Disha got better when in the morning my wife saw her rushing to go to office, at that time I was taking out my car. After knowing the reason my wife told me to give her a lift as I was going in the same direction, rather branch of the bank in which she was working was on the way of my office.

It took me around 25-30 minutes to reach the place and I really enjoyed that ride while talking to her. Outwardly she was soft voiced and shy and little timid in talking to me but by the time I reached to her work place she was little free in talking to me. You can say that day some sort of fire was lit inside me and I was getting strange type of pleasure in recalling her body and the gesture in which she was talking to me.

After that day with a pure lustful intentions to stare her body I changed my timings to leave for office and within 10-15 days I was coming out of house when she use to walk down to catch a bus. Showing a formal gesture I asked her for a lift and she accepted that. That day too I had eyes full of her fleshy thighs and delectably round and fat ass when she got down.

We spoke about banking throughout the way and I promised her that I will open an account with her branch and put some amount in term deposit and to that I told her to massage me the details of the rate of interest offered by her bank. For me it was a way to get her number and to get in her touch and it really worked.

For few days we remained in touch and intentionally I involved my wife into this and opened a joint account so that in case she speaks to my wife regarding this during gym then my wife should not be surprised. Later after all this I continued giving her lift while going to office and picked her up wherever I crossed her walking and for me it was really surprising when she told me to pick her up from the bus stand instead of the street of my house.

She did not wanted to get noticed by my wife and anyone else, truly speaking I am not assuming this, she herself told me that and her words were “aap mujhe bus stand se pick kar liya karoge, Priya (my wife) dekhegi to kya sochegi, ki main roz aap ke saath hi jaati hun (You better pick me up from buststand everyday. What will your wife think if she sees us together ?)”.

What else I needed, but to give her a casual reaction I smiled on her statement and replied, “Then what…. I mean what is wrong in that?” “nothing is wrong, but aise hi, you never know what she will think” Disha replied and I could see that like first time she was not shy or timid and she smiled while saying that.

I accepted that by saying “Ok” and then asked her again, “That means I do not have to tell her that I give you lift every time I see you?”
“Obviously…nahi to main aisa kyun bolti…… I don’t want her to think anything non-sense, I mean…..” she stopped in between, or you can say I stopped her by saying “ok..ok… I understood… don’t worry… main Priya se koi baat nahi karunga (i won’t say anything to priya)” we continued riding for many days together and I really enjoyed staring her luscious assets.

As such I never tried to give her any hint that I am lusting over her but gradually I can see that we were getting free and sometimes she use to read out some light naughty messages from her mobile and I too started doing that. We never thought about sending messages to each other as it could be accessed by my wife.

Anyway things moved like that for many days our conversation went on movies, music and almost on all subjects but as such there was no further progress in that context, and truly speaking even I was not at all expecting any progress and I was mentally prepared to limit myself in fantasizing her while fucking my wife or while masturbating in which I was regular, especially after meeting Disha.

I can say things moved again in my favor again when in the morning after coming from gym my wife stood on weighing machine and told me that she has lost nearly 5 Kgs, I gave her glad reaction and while riding to office with Disha, I asked her that workout she is doing is working or not by saying,

“gym ka koi faayeda ho raha hai ya nahi? (any advantage of going to gym)”
“bilkul bhi nahi(nothing)” she replied not at all, she was right I could make out, though I could not say whether she has lost weight or not but I could see that physically she was intact. “achha…. But Priya has lost around 5 Kgs” I replied in somewhat informing tone,

“how do you know? Weigh kiya tha kya? (did you weigh)” she asked back, “nahi…. Kal raat ko main usko drawing room se utha kar bedroom mein le gaya than a issliye mujhe pata hai (no..but last night when i picked her up in my arms from drawing room to bedroom, i could realize)” I would have said just “yes” to her question but I don’t know how it came out of my mouth and I spoke in sarcastic tone as if we make fun of someone’s stupid question.

Disha smiled on that initially and then tried to control her smiled and looked into my eyes blush fully and went silent. I really liked her reaction and enjoyed her shy gesture. “forget it…. I was just joking, but ye baat sach hai ki she has lost 5kgs…..why it’s not working with you?” I asked her after a small pause,
“I don’t know?” she replied just with that.

“weigh kiya? (did you weigh)” I asked her again, “nahi” she said no, “then do it” I replied and once again my tongue slipped and once again I cracked a gag by saying, “maine tumko pahle nahi uthaya, nahi to abhi utha ke batta deta (i never lifted you earlier, else would have lifted now to say), whether you have lost weight or not” this time once again Disha could not believe what I said, I could read her expressions as she was looking at me and trying to control her smiled,

“ok…ok…. Just joking…. don’t bother…maine aise hi bol diya” I concealed and she went normal but I could see that my words have made some impact and it is positive, she is not minding my comments, so that really provoked me and I tried to continue talking to her casually and kept on looking points where I could bang my naughty comments.

With a subject of her workout and no results we reached somewhere on dieting in our conversation and she told me that she is fond of eating and cannot control her and most of the time her mother scold her for this. Cutting a long conversation short after few statements subject went on marriage and Disha told me that her mother is really very tensed for her in this context because she is overweight,

I smiled lightly on that and said “it hardly matters…. I mean you are not that overweight….tumhari shaadi to ho hi jaayegi (you will get married eventually)” Disha blushed on my reply as she caught me looking at her body while saying that, specifically her fleshy thighs. For a fraction I thought that things will go wrong from here but Disha took that thing casually and our conversation went on and somewhere in this context of weight and marriage I gave her my example by saying,

“Priya is any day heavier than me from the very beginning, you can see that…. So it’s not a big issue..ab sabb logg to aapki tarah nahi sochte na…… har kisi ko slim aur sexy ladki hi chaahiye (everyone doesn’t think like you. everyone needs slim and sexy girl) ” Disha replied and continued giving her argument and once again I found a chance to bang on, using my wit and I replied confidently “who said you are not sexy……?”

I spoke again in continuation “waise sexy ki har ek ki apni apni definition hoti hai (everyone has his own definition of sexy……..) and in my definition you are sexy…. I really like extra flesh as you see on Priya” I spoke and later realized that I have gone too far, Disha was also surprised with my words and I could feel her heart pounding hard but she did not reacted negatively on that and dried up her face from smile,

though she wanted to smile. Being an experienced man I could sense her condition and I was feeling really proud of myself for what I said. Once again she reached to her place and got down and just then I spoke, “Don’t take me otherwise….sometimes I go weird…I hope whatever I said, tumne mind nahi kiya hoga?” Disha said no to that with a smiled, “that means I can say all this I future also?”

I asked her again with a naughty expressions and she smiled on that, “waise bhi main to tumhari taarif hi kar raha tha, aur taarif to sabhi ladkiyon ko achhi lagti hai (anywayz i was just praising you and every girl likes to be praised)” once again I uttered and this time Disha went on smiling after pushing the door to close. I could see that she has digested my words and now my mind was set on fire, somehow I wanted to keep all this alive.

At the other end I was feeling that my sex life with my wife was improving because of Disha, amazingly I was always mobbed by her thoughts and at the end of the day most of the time I use to be very aroused and finally use to end up fucking my wife in the night at least twice a week and truly speaking after releasing my pressure,

for some time I use to feel guilty that I am doing some sort of sin but by the morning when Disha use to meet me at bus stand my animal use to get up again and all this went on going for many days.

Gradually I was going crazy for Disha’s seductive body and looking for opportunity to make things happen. While being with Disha from last so many days I was sure about one thing that she was also attracted towards me though I was not sure that up to what extend she wanted to get along with me, and sometimes I thought that she is just taking me as a good friend because she knew this fact very well that I am married and there is no future in this relation.

But at my end, crossing all my limits I was getting desperate to fuck her in all possible positions, especially in a doggy way while holding her round fleshy hips. Moreover from her gesture I could easily make out that she was virgin and never been touched by a male species,

I use to go crazy imagining this fact that while fucking her I will be able to hear her first painful cry and will be able to see her bleeding from her fuckhole as I will penetrate my monster size into her tight virgin fuckhole.

Anyway as I said earlier I was seeking for opportunity with Disha to get alone except while travelling from home to office and after many days I got one and I used that well in my favor. Like every morning we both were on our way to office and she was looking at latest released movies she told me that this particular movie has released.

Though some time back I was aware of the cinema world but from nearly last one year I was detached with all this, so with a very natural gesture I showed her some interest and asked her about the movie she was talking about. Disha detailed me whatever she knew about that movie and at the end told me that she is going to watch this movie in theater but she has to seek for the company first.

She further told me that she is thinking about talking to one of her colleague for the company for this movie. I gave a thought to it and casually asked her back that if she will go with her colleague then who will pay the entire show. Disha replied that it will be pooled by both. Once again I gave a thought to it and cracked a casual joke that it will be great if she will go with her boyfriend, in that case she do not have to spend.

Disha replied to my statement by saying that she does not have any boyfriend; I knew this fact as some time back we had a tiny talk over this subject. At that particular instant as she said “I don’t have any boyfriend “ I took a chance and casually gave her a proposal, if we can go for a movie by saying, “Ok, if you want I can take you for the movie”

Disha looked at me for a fraction without any expressions and went silent for a fraction and then asked back, “just we two”? I was little shocked as I was expecting a no from her. “Ya….but if you are feeling insecure, we can take Priya (my wife) along”, I replied with bit of giggle. Disha too smiled on that and asked back,

“Why should I feel insecure”? “Just in case……, if you are thinking that I will try anything weird with you in the dark” I replied back casually, Disha smiled back on my reply and looked into my eyes and gave an impression as if she is aware of habit of making fun of everything. “Tell me…..yes or no”? I asked her again after a minute or so as there was no reaction from her,

“what……movie”? She asked back, “Haan….” I confirmed “when”? She asked back, “whenever you say…..I need a day in advance to inform my office” I replied, “I will tell you,…. if it will be possible….” Disha replied back. I was happy within myself; at least she did not ridiculed my proposal bluntly. Next two days went just like that; intentionally I did not raise the topic of going to movie together.

Third day was Saturday and hardly 10 minutes before reaching to her Bank, Disha herself raised the subject of my plan of going to movie by asking, “So you are going tomorrow to see (XYZ-that particular movie)” “No…. I am not interested in wasting Sunday for a movie” “Then…..”? she asked back,

“then what….I was waiting for you to reply…..tum bataao kab chalna hai….. and it has to be weekday” I replied, “why not Sunday”? Disha asked me with a smile as if she was expecting a witty and humorous reply, “Sundays Wife ke naam hain…..Girl friend can choose any other day from rest of six days” Disha smiled on my reply and went silent for few seconds,

she could not respond to my statement, moreover she could not control her smile even, “Girl Friend…..who me”? Finally she uttered, and asked back after couple of more seconds, with a real big smile “’hmmmmm……”’ I just hummed to say yes without looking at her and continued looking forward on the road and waited for her to respond

“See….you don’t have boy friend….and I don’t have girl friend, so……” I left the sentence incomplete, “aur Priya”? Disha asked back “wo to wife hai na”? I replied casually. “Are you serious…..”? Disha responded as if she in shock but she had a smile on a face. “No…..I cannot be serious with you…..I am already married” I replied and it was even better, truly speaking I don’t know how I was responding to her so well.

Anyway Disha smiled again on my response and kept her mouth shut. Finally her destination came and she got down and looked at me with bit of smiling gesture, straight into my eyes, may be to read my mind but I was much better than her in controlling my features. I asked her again in very casual way as if nothing has happened strange in our conversation,

“anyway…..tell me if you want to go for a movie….I have to plan accordingly”
“Monday to possible nahi hai……Tuesday ko dekhte hain….” Disha replied in the tone as if she wants to somewhat postpone the matter, but I was in the mood of this way or that way, even then I gave her enough time to think by saying. “Think about it and tell me by Monday…I will plan my work accordingly”.

I raced ahead my car and moved on my way as she smiled back to say ok from her gesture. Through out the day I was really uneasy with a thought that if somehow Disha will say yes then what will I do to get her further close. I was really getting desperate to fuck her and at any cost I wanted to grab this opportunity to fuck a female other than my wife.

I am sure 99 % men wants to do that but because of some sort of insecurity we never try and I was not at an exception, even I was feeling insecure but my desire for Disha’s untouched body was so high that I was ready to take any risk. Anyway at that time the biggest question in front of me was about the place, where I can take her to confront.

Something was already running in my mind for that since morning and by the evening I was having a safe place to take Disha to get intimate with her, obviously only if she will say yes to it. Though I was not at all sure about that but it was really great feeling, assuming that I will fuck her with all my passion.

Anyway the place I was talking about was my friend’s vacant flat, at present he is living very far in south in one of the IT cities and he wanted me to lend that flat, but I never tried to do that till that time. Same day somewhere in the afternoon I called him and told him that someone in my work concern is interested in taking that flat for few months,

further I asked him few things about his flat and the place from where I can get keys and ultimately while coming home I picked up keys and next day made a touch and go visit to that flat. It was almost furnish flat and one of the room was proper bedroom with a decent bed and all other necessities.

Once again on Monday Disha met me on the same place and as usual we went along on the same path. Somewhere in the middle I told her that I have spared Tuesday and Wednesday from my work and she can choose anyone of the two days. To my surprise Disha was waiting for me to speak up on this subject and as I said that she replied positively by saying “I have applied for a leave on Tuesday”.

Truly speaking as I heard that strange sensation went through my body, though as such there was nothing to be so glad even then I was happy and Disha too seemed bit conscious to me after saying that and we hardly spoke in this context after that. More or less after that we both silently reached at the place where she was suppose to get down,

once again just to confirm I spoke while looking at her with a smile, “tomorrow…on the same time..” Disha just said Ok to it and went walked down to her work place. I too reached to my office after some time but virtually I was lost in assuming things. I was thinking about naughty statements through which I can approach her to fulfill my dirty desire but none of them seemed appropriate, that would work.

As the time passed I got even more nervous and horny, for sometime I felt guilty also that I am thinking about cheating my wife but Disha’s seductive body’s lust was ruling my mind and it overcame my ethics and all. Next day everything went well, Disha was looking stunning in the outfit she was wearing.

She was wearing tight black color Lycra leggings at the bottom and nice navy blue color Kurta without any stroll or Duppta. Though her kurta was not tight but I could easily make out size of her breasts, but truly speaking my sight was again and again going to her lower half. She was sitting on my left and I was getting a view of her thighs tightly packed in stretchable leggings,

amount of flesh she was having on her thighs was too much and as I said in the beginning I really love females with a fleshy assets and Disha was on the top of my list with that concern. Anyway through out the way I was really very uneasy as I had really bad or you can say lusty intentions for her and because of that mind state I was failing in behaving casually,

like I use to everyday and this change in my gesture was visible, Disha too was nevertheless confused or perplexed and this could be seen easily because she was really getting very conscious for her looks. Anyway I intentionally took her to the theater which was far from our residence and work place and close to that flat where I was planning to take her somehow.

We reached to the theater and bought tickets and entered into the auditorium and settled down to see movie. I don’t know about Disha’s mental state, at my end butterflies were tingling in my stomach and I was eager to go ahead but somehow could not gather courage to do anything in the dark.

Finally may be after more then one hour movie seemed to coming to the mid, I unintentionally knocked her knee with my hand to ask her if she wants to have pop corn and as I touched her knee to get her attention she removed my hand, I casually asked her whatever I wanted to and she said yes to it.

We both came out to get the soft drink and pop corn and I said sorry to her for what I did by saying, “’I think tum bura maan gayi (yo felt bad)….when I touched you to ask you” she said “nahi to (not at all)“, while looking at me into my eyes. “sure”? I asked her with same smiling gesture, “ya….” She replied.

We came back in the dark and settled down again and finished our drinks and pop corns. Movie was running on its pace when I touched her again at the same place and this time it was intentional and not at all in the format of asking anything, I just placed my hand on her knee. Once again Disha removed my hand immediately and looked at me with a question mark as if she is asking now what?

I moved ahead a bit and somewhat whispered “tumne bura nahi mana……iss liye maine dobara touch kar liya (you didn’t feel bad, so i touched again)” Disha’s heart was beating high, I could see it from her facial expressions, though she tried a lot to control but she smiled a bit on my statement and spoke while looking into my eyes, “please matt karo” (please don’t do) I just said ok with a smile and focused on movie.

Finally we came out of the auditorium and settled down in food court and ordered something. Superficially I was busy in getting my order but mentally I was trying to make a way. I was really confused and could not decide what to do;

I knew this very well that after touching her knee second time as such there was nothing hidden as it was intentional touch from my side and it almost went negative for me because she said not to do it and I knew this as well that if I had to something I have to do it today as I will not get this type of chance again easily.

Anyway when I reached back after collecting my order from self service counter Disha was busy on phone and I could make out she was talking to her mom, telling a lie that she is in coffee shop nearby her branch. Coincidently as she ended my phone rang and it was my wife, I too lied that I have came to bank to withdraw some cash from companies account.

Finally I too ended my call and focused on my approach to go further in the conversation with Disha and uttered “I was just thinking…ye humara extra marital affair hai kya……” Disha looked at me with a shock; she was not at all expecting that. I spoke again in correcting tone “I mean extra marital sirf mera hai……..but yahan main apni wife jhoot bol raha hun that I am out for office task, aur wahan tum apni mom se jhoot bol rahi ho… (extramarital only for me but.. i’m lying in office and you’re lyin to your mom ) what is this…”?

I spoke with some courage and took my old casual gesture back and spoke again and replied to my own question “nahi….ye affair nahi hai……affair mein aur bahut kuch hota hai…..jo hum nahi karte…..(no..this is not an affair.. much more happens in an affair, which we don’t do..)”
Disha got more shocked and went more silent and looked into my eyes, I could see she was conscious and heart was pounding. “what….”?

“Why are you getting conscious….you want me to talk about the movie?” I asked her back in the typical tone I speak, she replied with no with a knobbing head, “it was ok…ok stuff isn’t it”
I spoke again “hmmmm……”
Disha just hummed to say yes and looked into my eyes to read my brain. “I think tum mind kar gayi……hmmmm…..”?

I asked her; once again Disha looked up while chewing her bite and stared into my eyes. “you know me from last so many days……I don’t keep things in my heart….I just speak out whatever I feel..” I spoke again and by now I was getting confident in my voice, though I was not sure over what I had in mind,

but like always in all contexts I was in mood of this way or that way do or die kind of a thing “and I want to ask you something…..in straight forward words..” once again Disha looked at me with a question mark on her face and did not uttered anything, “can I ask”? I asked her again in a soft voice with bit of smile to release some of her pressure and she hummed to say and moved her head in favor.

“ye humara extra marital affair hai kya……”? I asked her same question with bit of smile and reaction from Disha was same, she could not utter anything and kept on looking into my eyes for few seconds. “See….I know this is wrong at my end…… I am married…..but I cannot hide my feelings for you…..”? by now from my end nothing was unsaid, my heart was beating high but somehow I continued speaking whatever I had in my mind.

“This is also sure that there is no future in this relation….it’s just a physical thing….and I am really getting desperate for that” Disha was muted, I could see, her heart was throbbing but she did not reacted negatively, she kept on staring into my eyes “believe me I have never felt like this for any female……I mean you have something which has made me crazy……I don’t know what it is? But you have literary floored me”

Disha was in utter shock from my straight forward words and kept on maintaining silence and had few sips of soft drink to release her choked throat and looked again at me, I was expecting her to speak and I waited for few seconds but in the end I spoke again, “I know…..all this could be dangerous for me,…..I mean for my marriage and aisa bhi nahi hai ki (its not that) I am not happy with my marriage…
ye bus ek lust hai (this is just a lust)…..which I cannot suppress…..I mean I am spending sleepless nights because of you…….” Once again it was a long statement and further straight forward and it was bit shocking in usual circumstances that even then Disha was sitting in front of me and did not walked away after slapping my face and I spoke that in my words,

“Maine jo kahna tha wo almost kah diya hai, ab tum Chaho to mujhe thappad mar ke yahan se jaa sakti ho….Chaho to mere proposal ko refuse kar sakti ho…..(I said what i wanted to say.. now you can slap me and refuse) I promise I will not ask you again and we will be friends like we were aur Chaho to mera proposal except kar sakti ho…….without any fear……after all main bhi married hun…..mujhe bhi thodi si insecurity hai ki kahin kisi ko patta na chal jaaye (i’m married and i feel insecured that someone will come to know) ….I will take care of privacy”

Disha was scared I could read her face, her heart was beating high and she could not eat, as I ended she did not looked up for a while and kept on looking at her food while thinking, for me best part was that she did not reacted negatively. “I am really sorry, agar tumko bura laga to (if you felt bad)…..meri yehi problem hai (this is my problem)….I cannot keep things up to me…..I just speak up whatever comes in my mind”

I spoke and once again Disha looked up, “see…..I am not forcing you….you just be frank…..just like me…….you can say no….I promise I will not ask you again….but truly speaking I cannot change my perspective to look at you….you have literary blew my mind”
I smiled a bit while saying that and spoke again, “smile kar do yarr…. Main tareef karr raha hun tumhari…I am praising you, that you look sexy”.

Once again there was no words from her side, once again she took few sips of soft drink and did not uttered anything. “kya soch rahi ho……(what are you thinking)”?
I looked into her eyes and waited for her reply once again she tried to take her sight away from my eyes by looking down but I raised her chin lightly and spoke again,
“come on…say something…..tell me ….kya soch rahi ho…..”
“kuch nahi” Disha nobbed her head in no “tell me……it’s yes or no”? Once again from my side it was this way or that way.
Disha looked up with a throbbing heart, “say No…if you don’t feel like doing I am not forcing you”
I spoke again after a small pause, “tell me if you need time to think…I not at all in hurry…..”

I waited for her to reply but she was muted “tell me…..you need time”? I asked her again, Disha moved her head in yes without uttering a word and continued looking down. We both were almost over with our things to eat and none of us were interested in whatever was left in the tray but we continued sitting there silently for couple of minutes and in between, we both looked into each other eyes for few seconds.

“Tell me one thing…..at your end kuch positive hai…..ya sab kuch negative hai”? Once again I uttered and asked her but she kept the silent, “come on….speak up….” I somewhat forced her to speak up, “I don’t know” finally she uttered something and I was happy it was not “No” with a slap. “Ok what is negative…..”? I asked her again, somehow I want to get into this conversation,

“You are feared of pain”? Disha looked up as I asked her, and finally uttered “no….” as she saw that I am waiting for her reply. “Privacy”? I asked her again “hmmmm……” she hummed to say yes and looked into my eyes, “hope you are not feared that I will blackmail you…” Disha looked at me and moved her head in no,

“Ok…don’t worry about privacy……I will take care of that….for me it is a matter of life and death” I replied and asked her again, “what else”? She looked up “you are feeling guilty” “hmmmm….” Once again she hummed to say yes “ok” I replied, I did not had anything to say for that so I changed the concern a bit and asked her again in continuation “now tell me what is positive… I mean….you want to experience…?”
Disha looked up and she was more nervous her heart was throbbing, “tell me…you want to experience that”?
“Yes” Disha moved her head somehow in yes, “ok” I was glad, now I had a clear path, somehow I had to vanish her hesitation and this could be done only by talking about sex but delicately.

“see jahan tak experience ki baat hai….I must tell you ki first time it is bit painful for a girl….but because I am experience I can make things go smooth….I hope you understand what I am saying” I made long statement
“but this is wrong….Priya is my friend and I am cheating her”
“I know…this is true but…..sometimes we can’t do anything…..you are attracted towards me and I have a same feeling for you…..” I replied casually..
“I am sure you are also spending restless nights like me…..” once again I spoke sex but indirectly once again she could not utter anything in response “tell me…yes or no”? I asked her again “hmmm…” Disha hummed to say yes which I knew up to an extent but the best part was she looked into my eyes while saying yes from her gesture.

“then you have to decide….waise bhi I believe chori tab chori hoti hai jab pakdi jaaye (theft is not theft until caught)….Priya will never come to know and who knows ye affair kitna chalna hai….as soon as you will get married….it will end” I was feeling that my confidence was coming back to speak everything casually.

Once again there was a silence for a minute, I could make out that Disha was thinking “kya soch rahi ho…..”
“kuch nahi” I aske de her and she replied back, “I have an Idea….” I paused for a second and Disha looked at me to hear from me, “I have a place somewhere near…..we can go there…… we will sit and relax…..”

“Trust me I will not do anything against your wish…… waise bhi we have hell of time to kill… till the time you will not be comfortable…..we will just talk…… and if you will not feel like going ahead we will step back….I am not at all in hurry…aaj nahi to fir kabhi sahi….whenever you are comfortable”.

I got up while saying that and Disha too got up, I could see that she was not comfortable in going to that place with me and she wanted to say something, reading her gesture I asked her that by asking, “you want to say something…”?
“where are we going….”?
“yahan pass hi mere friend ka ek vacant flat hai….but if you are not comfortable we will not go there….tell me kahan jana hai…I cannot go home so early”.

I replied, Disha did not uttered anything but seemed in dilemma, “See….I have promised you I will not do anything against your wish…..we will sit there and chit chat……like whatever you think about me and whatever I think about you….you know thodi si different chit chat…” Disha smiled a bit on my reply and that really eased out her pressure.

We took a lift to the basement and reached to the car, once again before starting I asked her, “so we are going there…hmmmm….you trust me na”? Disha moved her head in yes with bit of smile and took the first gear and came out of the parking. “tumhare liye meri intentions impure hain….but it is not hidden….I mean I cannot lie….I told you in the very beginning ki it’s just a lust…and I think you too have same attitude for me” I spoke to initiate the conversation once again and Disha smiled a bit on my statement, “tell me..You also think about me…like that” Disha blushed this time as I asked her that. “come on…..we are friends…tell me the truth” I spoke again and Disha looked at me with a big blushing smile,

“you think about me….when you are alone…hmmmm…” I further asked her with a naughty gesture, Disha did not replied to that but from her gesture I could make out that its yes from her side. “When you think about me like that….?…..in night when you are in bed”? I asked her again almost same question and waited for her to speak and she hummed in yes with hell of blushing without looking at me.

“Good…..at my end…truly speaking Priya is suffering because of you” I spoke about my condition, Disha looked at me as she could not understand what I meant by that and I instantly spoke again to clarify what I meant by saying, “tumse milne se pahle I use to seduce her once or maximum twice in 15 days, but now she is getting seduced almost twice or thrice a week… and it’s all because of you…you’ve made me really very restless….”

Disha smiled deep within herself, I could make out from her gesture, though outwardly she tried to hide her smile and her heart was still pounding high. By this time I was really very close to my destination and within couple of minutes I parked my car at the right place.

We came out of the car, looking around Disha was still in perplexing mind state and I was trying to ease out her pressure with my words. “We can watch movie also…I have few good movies saved in the Hard Disk….”

I spoke while getting into lift and spoke again in continuation “just be comfortable…Don’t feel scared……I am not going to attempt a zabardasti on you……jo kuch hoga tumhari marzi se hoga” I spoke while looking at her, she was standing far from me in the lift, Disha remained silent but heart was beating high.

Finally we entered in the flat and first thing she asked me was the location of the toilet. I took her to the bedroom and waited for her there, took off my shoes and climbed the bed and settled down on comfortable posture. Disha came out and saw me resting on bed; I was comfortable and prepared for the naughty chit chat to arouse her.

“Just be comfortable…if you want I can switch on laptop”
“nahi….theek hai (no..its okay)” she replied
“Ok…then let’s just sit and talk….”
“Ye flat kiska hai”? she asked me,
“one of my friend’s, he is living in Bangalore…..he wanted me to lend this flat….but I never paid any attention to it” I spoke the truth.

“so that’s why so travelled this far to see the movie……because you had a place here” Disha asked me with a timid tone while sitting on the corner of the same,
“yes…you can say that….my intentions are clear to you…..main sab kuch to bol hi chukka hun…even then I have something to show you….open the outer zip of the bag” I replied to her and pointed my hand to my laptop bag and told her to open the zip.

Disha did what I said and took out small bottle of coconut oil which was sealed, yet there was something and I told her to take out that too by saying, “kuch aur bhi hai usmen…just take out that also” it was a pack of Kama Sutra, 10 pieces of condoms. She took out that and glanced the attractive cover and looked up into my eyes, “only if you will say yes…..else I will use it with Priya”

I spoke as I saw her blushing and my words made her even more blush. “Tell me….what you feel for me…..I mean…when you are alone in the night…what you do”? I asked her, once again Disha was speechless but I was getting really aroused and I wanted her to speak sex because that was the only way through which I could make her lie on the bed on which we were sitting.

“don’t feel shy……at least you can talk…even that will give you pleasure….tell me what you do in the night..while thinking about me…..” Disha smiled a lot while looking at me and blushed again but she did not uttered anything, “come on…speak up…..mujhe maloom hai what you do…I know everything…but I want to hear your voice….”

Disha was smiling continuously while looking down and I was waiting for her to speak, finally she uttered without looking at me, “I masturbate…”
“how….”? I further asked her Disha laughed and knobbed her head in no and said….
”please I won’t be able to speak…”
“come on tell me…..how do you masturbate….you use something or just with your finger….”?

Disha smiled further on my question and spoke “I use finger….” and like last time she was not looking at me.
“Ok….you know how guys masturbate”? I asked her she looked up to see me and looked back down without uttering a word, ”we jerk our Penis, and think that we are fucking…….”
I spoke and then spoke again,
“and that’s what, I am doing these days…when Priya says no….and I fuck you in my fantasies”
Disha did not raised her head to see me, but she smiled lightly, I was getting bolder and bolder with my words though Disha was hesitant to speak but for me positive sign was that she was enjoying all that. “I have few movies….I mean xxx movies in my laptop…if you want to see”?

I tried to go further and I was sure that if she will agree to that, it will be easier for me get her closer but Disha said no to it by saying, “nahi…..movies mere paas bhi hain (no..i too have movies)” she looked up and spoke “I know…after certain limit movies won’t work…you have to have it…isn’t it”? I asked her in the end and she looked up in my eyes with a smile.

“tell me….you want to have it….I mean I am just asking you…..you are free to say no to it…we can talk more….I am not at all in hurry” I spoke and asked her if she wants to have sex with me, she looked up for a fraction into my eyes, I could see that she was still confused and her heart was pounding high. “I think you are afraid of pain…”

I spoke while looking at her “tell me…if I am wrong” I spoke again, Disha moved her head in yes in a very hesitant way, “I can understand your condition…pain to hota hi hai….that’s why I have bought that bottle of oil…..massage karne ke liye…it will reduce your pain” once again as I said that Disha looked at me with a pounding heart, “I think you are still not comfortable….”

I tried to read her gesture and she moved her head in yes, “Ok…we can touch each other over the cloths….I mean you touch me….. and I will touch you one by one….over the clothes” I continued looking at Disha after saying that to see her reaction, but she did not moved even a fraction neither she looked up to give me any sign, I realized that she was not ready for that.

“Ok..we will not touch each other…we will just see each other….without clothes” I spoke the main word “without clothes” in the end and this time she looked up to see me.
Disha was really very uneasy but I smiled as she looked up, “nahi….? You don’t want to see me naked…”? once again she looked up as I asked her that and this time she did not took off her eyes for me and waited for me to speak again,

“tell me……we can do at least this…..I will show you my body….you show me yours….we will not touch each other” I asked her and waited for her reply, once again like before she was silent but I was restless but I asked her again in soft voice, “say yes or no…”?

Finally after few more seconds Disha moved her head in yes with a throbbing heart; while looking into my eyes, I could see that she was scared of her life.

Just opposite to her I was getting confident and without wasting even a second I started opening my shirt slowly while looking at her and got up on the floor and opened my belt, within a fraction my trouser raced down to my feet, I was just in my under garment, before getting to bed I took off my undershirt and came to bed with a jocky on.

Once again I lied on the same posture while looking at her, at Disha’s end her eyes were glued to my body, though she was scared but she wanted me to go further and I did that. Lifting my bottom a bit I took off last cloth of my body and hard and fully erect Cock popped out of it. “Tumne movies mein to dekha hi hoga….ab real mein dekh lo….(you must have seen in movies..now see in real)”

I was holding my rod in my hand and pleasuring myself while saying that and I continued by saying, “this goes into female’s fuckhole” I was somewhat jerking my rod with my hand while looking at shy gestures of Disha and I spoke again somewhat in continuation, “and that’s how we masturbate….”

Disha was sitting where she was, scared and confused “now it’s your turn…show me your body….I promise I will not touch you”
Disha was holding bed sheet in her hands in fear and excitement while looking at me and my hard Penis, by now I was jerking my rod better and pleasure was incredible for me.

“Come on…take off your clothes…if you are feeling insecure you can stand far….but darne ki koi baat nahi hai (you need not fear)…..I will not do anything without your consent”
I waited for her to move while jerking my rod with my hand. Finally after hell of hesitation and couple of my cheering up comments, like “come on” and all Disha got up slowly and moved away from bed, stood bit more far facing away from me and lifted her Kurta and took it off.

Now she was wearing white color bra on top and same tight black Lycra leggings and as she was facing away from me I was getting a life taking view of her perfectly round and plump bottom packed in tight lower. I was still jerking my rod and things were getting really out of my control, “Wow……Disha you are amazing…….now take off your leggings”

Slowly Disha followed what I said, she took off her lower in the same posture while facing away from me, color of her panty was also white and it was printed. I must say that if it would have matter of fucking her just once then certainly I would have fucked her at that moment but I wanted to enjoy this innocent creature properly like a gentleman;

anyway Disha was still facing away from me and she was feeling shy in turning her face to me, I told her to unhook her bra and she did that in very slow pace, next I told her to bought her panty down but she did not moved, I forced her to do that by saying, “Disha…Panty bhi uttar do…show me your body….main kuch nahi karunga (i won’t do anything)”.
Finally she did that too in the same slow pace.

Wow..Disha was standing stark naked in front of me, though she was facing away but I could see the thing of real beauty, her flabby ass. Disha’s ass was so beautiful that any guy who loves to fuck in doggy position can go wild on her and only I know how I was holding my nerves. As I said earlier she was fair, short and bit Plump, her round and heavy hips were really amazing,

they were feast to my eyes even when they were fully covered in clothes, and at that time they were fully exposed to me. Now I wanted to see her breasts and wanted her to turn but she did not moved, I forced her to do that, I wanted to see her bashing gesture too. After bit of motivation finally she turned and looked at me for a fraction,

her face turned red as I was standing on my knees on the bed while looking at her but she could not see at me into my eyes, she was just looking down and I was having eyes full of her luscious body. She was covering her breasts into her arms, her fleshy thighs were hiding her fuckhole, I could see that she was having bit of hairs on that.

I told her to open her arms and legs by saying, “Disha show me your breasts and open your legs” she looked up and saw me jerking my rod in full swing, she was nervous, after all first time in her life she was standing stark naked in front of a man, who was also naked.
“come on…show me your breasts….”

I spoke again in puffing voice while jerking my monster rod, she straighten her hands slowly to reveal her juggs, and they were beautiful, not too big, neither too small almost of the size of small watermelon and seemed as juicy as watermelon, nipples were hard and stiff in excitement.

Disha was still hiding her fuckhole between her thighs and now I wanted to see that and I told her to expose that too by saying, “open your legs, show me your fuckhole…”
after forcing it couple of times Disha opened her fleshy thighs and revealed her fuckhole,

“Oh…God…” I moaned in pleasure, I was jerking my rod from last 5-10 minutes and my excitement was at it’s peak still I was no way near ejaculation, I was tired of masturbating but view in front of my eyes was not letting me stop.

Disha was again and again looking at me and blushing, fire was lit in her body too but she was still scared of something, I could read her expressions. Finally I stopped jerking my rod as my hand was aching and I settled down on the bed in half lying posture and raised my arms and called her with affection by saying “Come here, Disha mere pass aa jaao (come close to me) hmmmm….”

“I want to make love to you…..hmmmm……kuch nahi hoga….tumhe bilkul dard nahi hoga….(nothing will happen.. you won’t feel pain) trust me” she did not moved and stood there only but continued looking at me, wow what was Disha looking at that time, stark naked having nice fleshy thighs and luscious breasts with hell of confusion and blushful gesture.

I got up a bit and once again spoke in excitement “come on….I will not fuck you….I just want to touch your body” Disha did not moved even then but she did not stepped back even. I got up and got down from bed and went closer to her, held her in my arms and kissed her on her neck. Disha moaned loud and tried to step back, I could see that she was scared but I held her in my arms and spoke,

“Disha main kuch nahi karunga….sirf tumhen pyar karunga…jab tak tum haan nahi kahogi…andar nahi daalunga (i won’t do anything.. just will love you.. until you say yes, i won’t insert inside you)” my hands were on her bare back and her luscious fruits were touching my broad torso, I could feel her excitement from the hardness of her nipples, they were fully erect and ready to get it sucked.

Holding my nerves I took one of her melon in my hand and caressed it gently, Disha moaned nicely, she wanted me to play with her body but she was hesitating and she stepped back in that uncertainty. I gripped her better but still gently and made her look up into my eyes by raising her chin with my and spoke again,

“kahan jaa rahi ho Disha….? Mere pass aao (where are you going disha.. come to me)…..I will not fuck you….I will just touch your body…..tumko achha lagega (you’ll feel good)”. From her back my hand slipped down to her ass buns, wow finally my hand was resting on my dream ass, I was holding one of her plump hips, leaning on her neck once gain I started rubbing my wet lips over her sensual zone and Disha went on going crazy with sexy moans.

I was squeezing her hip with one hand and licking her neck just below her earlobe and took lower end of her ear in my mouth along with her earrings and sucked it sensually. Ohhhh….God I cannot forget the way she responded to my suck over her earlobe, she moaned sexily and tried to get away but I held her firm and pulled her on my body and our bare fronts touched nicely.

I felt softness of her succulent breasts over my firm torso and she felt my fully erect cock over her bellybutton. Without wasting even a second I grabbed her cheeks in my hand and made her look at me and started kissing her and tried to invade my tongue into her mouth. Disha did not responded to my kiss initially but I kept on sucking her lips and my tongue kept on knocking her mouth to get a way.

Finally Disha opened her mouth and I kissed her properly, it was first kiss of her life, I could feel it from the response I was getting but I kept on moving my tongue in her mouth and licked every corner of her mouth, my hands were holding her naked body gently and by now Disha was also holding me firmly, one of her hand was on my back and other one was on my shoulder.

I moved down and took her breast in my mouth and started sucking her luscious melon. Disha fed me her milk with nice and erotic moans, my tongue was moving around her erect nipples and by the time I sucked both of her breasts she was at the verge of excitement.

My hand was still resting over her ass mound and slowly I moved it to her thighs and as it went between them Disha stepped back and held my hand, looked into my eyes without a word. “Kya hua…..Main kuch nahi karunga….sirf rub karunga (what happened.. i won’t do anything..will just rub) ..Come on” I spoke while looking at her and moved head and once again took her in my arms and kissed her again and this time my hand went to her soft fuckhole easily,

though Disha tried to hold my hand but I kept on going and touched her pleasure zone tenderly. Ohhh….God Disha was so wet and hot there, her fuckhole was totally soaked and dripping wet. I rubbed her fuckhole very lightly for few seconds and heard her moans changing, they were getting intense, holding my arms firmly she was breathing very heavy,

she was gasping in pleasure from which she unaware till that day, it was touch of a man over her womanhood and she was enjoying that. I kept on rubbing her fuck opening with two of fingers till I felt her releasing out fresh stream of her pleasure juices. Intentionally I did not tried to insert my finger in her fuckhole,

I was trying to arouse her up to that extend from where she could not think of getting away without a proper fuck and I could see that I was on the path of success. Disha was at her best closing her eyes she was moaning an gasping strangely, her fuckhole was dripping like hell and she was shivering erotically as my fingers were moving over her fuckhole.

Being an experienced man I could see that she wanted me to insert my finger as now my hand which was rubbing her fuck opening was getting pressed between her fleshy thighs and holding my wrist she was trying her best to get maximum pleasure but again being an experienced my I knew where I have to stop to make her shudder in fucking desire and I just did that.

As I stopped rubbing her fuckhole and withdrew my hand from her thighs Disha trembled erotically, much more feverishly I was expecting. Her fleshy thighs shivered and I could see that her fuckhole was at the verge of explosion, she instantly tried to hold my hand to take it back to her fuckhole but I withdrew it completely and sucked my fingers which were soaked in her love juices and spoke while looking into her eyes,

“let me suck your thing, tumko bahut mazza aayega”
“nahi please…aisa matt karo (don’t do that)” Disha spoke after very long time, her voice was choked with her own saliva,
“let me do it…. I promise Main apna wo, tumhare andar nahi daalunga, jab tak tum haan nahi bologi (I won’t insert mine into you.. until you say)…..I just want to suck your fuckhole” I spoke again and tried to convince her which was not impossible, that I will not insert my thing into her and to my surprise Disha believed that.

Gradually Disha was giving me access of her body and now with in no time I took her to bed and after putting her on her back I buried my mouth between her fleshy thighs to take out fresh stream of her love juices. Disha was behaving strangely certainly it was not pure pleasure; she was feeling weird as my tongue was rolling over her fuckhole.

But being an experienced man I knew how to play with a fuckhole to make female desperate and I did that.
While being on my front and between her spread thighs which were making a big W with her legs as I kissed Disha’s fuckhole first time some sort of current passed through her body, she tried to resist, pushed my head a bit and tried to bring her thighs together but now she was in my control and I had no plans to leave her without fucking.

Spreading her thighs with my hands further apart I kissed her fuckhole deeply and she went crazy, she tried to get up while holding my head but I kept on going further and further deep in sucking her love juices and licked her love opening like a dog without giving her any halt and somewhat tried focus on her clitoris with in few seconds I reached to right place and saw Disha going mad in lust,

she was going crazy and trying to get away as she was feeling strange and along with moaning sexily she was requesting me to leave her by saying, “please…..Ahhhh….Ahhhh…..bass karo….ye kya karr rahe ho….?…..please…please ….chhodo mujhe (leave me)” but I kept on licking her fuckhole and somewhat pushed her hard on bed to make her lie straight and once again went inside her fuckhole with my mouth and tried to insert my tongue in her virgin fuckhole.

For me things were beyond my imaginations, I was somewhat sucking her fuckhole forcibly without her consent and it was very arousing in itself. Soon Disha surrendered and stopped opposing me and lied down on her back with spread thighs, giving me clear access of her fuckhole.

I looked up to see her, Disha’s eyes were closed and she was moaning, puffing in pleasure, slowly she was getting comfortable with the weird feeling of getting sucked. But once again I stopped leaving her reaching to climax and she groaned in desire, once again her thighs shivered, she was dripping like hell but yet not released from the pressure.

I picked up small bottle of oil and spoke while opening the seal of that “main tumhare fuckhole ki massage kar deta hun, you just relax” without waiting for her to say yes or no, I settled down between her legs and spreading her thighs further apart I poured lot of oil on her fuckhole and started massaging her fuckhole.

Disha was already wet like never before and now oil, her fuckhole went very slippery and fingers were moving over fuckhole very nicely. As expected Disha uneasiness increased like hell and now she desperately wanted to cum but I was not letting her cum, after rubbing her fuckhole with oil for a minute I took out some more oil and rubbed it over my hard cock and spoke to her while showing that

“Disha thoda sa oil main use kar raha hun….Bolo tumhare andar daal dun isko….tumhe bilkul dard nahi hoga….(i’ll use some oil.. tell me if you want me to put this inside you..it won’t pain.. )bolo hmmmm…..”? Disha was very aroused but as she heard that she got bit scared, though technically she was more than ready to get a fuck as there was hell of lubrication and if I would have penetrated her fuckhole all of a sudden without asking her,

she would have realized that she is fucked after getting my full length inside her fuckhole but I asked her as I was sure that from this point she will not turn back. Anyway initially she did not said yes to it and I asked her again in sensual voice and casual words “Bolo daal dun…hmmmm…” with that I rubbed my cock tip on her fuckhole and she moaned like never before,

holding the pillow with both the hands, arching her back a bit she raised head and moaned loud. Truly speaking at that instant even if she would have said it no, I would have fucked her as I was in really good position to fuck her, I was somewhat on my knees and one of her fleshy thigh was straight and under my weight and other one was in my hand and they were well apart as I was sitting between them.

Though Disha too wanted to feel a real man but she was really afraid of whatever was about to happen with her and could realize that there is no way to get an escape from my monster. I rubbed her thighs nicely with both the hands and asked her again “bolo….jaldi….hmmm…..daal dun”?

Finally she uttered in a excited and bit fearful tone “please Condom lagga lo”
“Don’t worry……. I can control, main andar nahi release karunga….” I spoke in reply and moved ahead and once again touched her virgin fuck opening with my cock head and this time I did not rubbed it over her fuckhole, rather I squeezed my cock-head into her tiny opening and pushing myself slowly into her,

ohh…god it was so difficult to get inside her even though there was lot of lubrication, certainly I was hurting Disha, she was crying in pain and trying to get away, couple of times Disha tried to push me away but holding her hand I kept on going into her and at certain point I flexed my buttocks rapidly into her and ripped her virgin fuckhole with a sudden jerk.

I think it was hardly an inch or bit more of my monster length which made Disha’s mouth tore open in a big painful cry, Ahhhh ……. Ahhhhh……Ahhhh……, although there was enough lubrication but she was hurt badly but I did not bothered about her cries and my rod was still going inside Disha but now slowly, Disha was trying to get away couple of times she tried to push me again by saying

“please….. mujhe dard ho raha hai…..(its paining)” but holding her hands and controlling her body with my body weight I continued crushing her womanhood well, and spoke while looking at her “pahli baar……thoda dard to hota hi hai….(first time it pains)” I was feeling every fraction of my monster rod sizzling and reaming into Disha.

Her fleshy breasts were bursting, and nipples were rigid with excitement and she was crying in pain of losing her virginity as my monster was brutally filling her fuckhole inch by inch. By now I was nearly half inside her and I could not see going further deep like this, I monster was stuck in her tight channel and I had no other way to get inside her except giving her another brutal jerk and I did that instantly,

with a wicked roll of my buttocks I flexed my bottom 2-3 times and ripped Disha’s fuckhole madly and kept on going deeper and deeper into her virgin fuckhole. Ohhhh God… what was that, with my rapid fucking thrusts Disha just got out of breath and could not speak anything, she could not even cry for a fraction and somewhat got unconscious in pain for few seconds.

I was sensing her condition; she was in extreme pain. Truly speaking in past while thinking about fucking her I was desperate to see her bleeding but at that time I really did not bothered to look down, I was just looking at her facial expressions and her painful expressions and cries were really very arousing me.

I leaned over Disha to kiss her, she did not responded to my kiss but I continued sucking her lips, I caressed her hairs to get her attention, looked into her eyes and our eyes met, Disha was looking beautiful while laying under me with spread hairs and painful expressions. After a long awaited desire finally I deflowered her virgin fuckhole, by now I was completely inside her virgin fuckhole and Disha was still in pain.

I did not moved for a minute or two so that she can settle down with a pain and then slowly withdrew myself, hardly an inch and Disha moaned sexily in pleasure but as I moved back in she cried in pain. I did that again and got same response, Disha did not seemed comfortable with my movements and couple of times she tried to push me to get away but I very well knew how to

control a female lying under me and holding her body firmly from her arms I continued fucking her with short and slow jerks and increased my speed slowly. Once again Disha’s pain increased as my fucking strokes rose up in speed and she tried to get away more desperately but I gripped her harder and continued doing my job,

by now my hard cock was moving in and out of her fuckhole with ease and my pleasure was incredible, I was moaning in bliss while looking at Disha’s mixed expressions of pleasure and pain. Her breasts were jiggling with my strokes and except closing her eyes and gasping in pleasure and pain she could not do anything.

I got up a bit and looked down to see myself fucking her, from very long I had a desire to se her getting plunged and what should I say Wow what a fuck hole Disha had, more I was pumping her fuckhole, more I got charged while looking at my hard cock. My whole length was appearing and disappearing in her flesh. I fucked her for few minutes, nice and steady while looking down.

She was holding me tight, moaning and gasping and by that time her pain was subsided and she was somewhat enjoying her first fuck. Finally Disha opened her eyes, and looked into my eyes with painful expressions; I smiled while pumping her fuck hole. “Disha mazza aaraha hai (are you enjoying), hmmmm…” I asked her in sexy pleasurable tone that is she enjoying.

She did not responded to my question and closed her eyes again and swallowed her own saliva, and kept moaning in pleasure. I leaned over her and kissed her, she responded to my kiss and made a pleasurable noise in my mouth as I changed my pace of pumping her fuck hole. Now I was reaching to my peak and my pace got higher, I was hurting her bit with fast strokes and she started screaming sexily again in pain and pleasure.

She was overwhelmed and breathing heavy, she was also very close to her first real fucking orgasm, I got up and rubbed her clitoris, and she just went mad, in just few seconds I felt that she will burst. I was also ready to cum, again I came on her and fucked her with few furious strokes and whispered in her ears, “bas meri jaan, ho gaya…. Ahhhh….”

finally I was about to blast and I took out my rod on a very next moment and discharged my white sticky cum over her pelvis with a loud moan. She was holding my arms like crazy with her both hands, and moaning; she was also about to met her orgasm too and I could see that she needs bit more of me.

I rubbed her clitoris further with my finger and finger fucked her in rapidly with a brutal fist and Disha went bizarre, she cried erotically loud and cummed with lot of shivering and jerking. She looked so sexy when those waves of pleasure were hitting her body and she was trembling while having a broken breath.

I was spent, she too was exhausted, everything was really messed up and muggy, and other than oil and our pleasure juices we were drenched in our sweat too. As such there was nothing like pure blood as a evidence of loss of Disha’s virginity, but surly there was bit of pinkish liquid over the root of my rod, I wiped that and my gunk from her abdomen too with whatever came in my hand and lied down on the bed next to her without saying even a word.

Disha too remained silent and recollected herself from whatever happened just now, she was realizing that she is no more virgin and at my end I was realizing that finally I have succeeded in achieving my long lasted desire and I really wanted to continue this relation with her as long as possible.

I turned to her to look at her, Disha seemed comfortable, I smiled to comfort her more and she responded positively, I leaned over her and tried to kiss her and after couple of seconds she responded to my kiss and say after a minute or bit more broke the kiss and tried to get up. “kya hua….”? I asked her,
“toilet jana hai…” she replied,

I gave her way to get up and she did not turned back to see me till she closed the door of toilet and I really enjoyed view of her chubby ass cheeks going away from me.
Disha came back and started collecting her clothes, “abhi bahut time hai…..thodi der mein chalte hain….” I spoke from the place I was laying on the bed, still nude with a semi erect cock.

She looked up to see and did not uttered anything, just kept on looking at me for few seconds, “ek baar aur karte hain” (let’s do it one more time) “I spoke again, once again Disha looked at me with her big eyes and spoke after few seconds, “main agar pregnant ho gayi to problem ho jaayegi”
“don’t worry….tumhe pregnant nahi hone dunga…..this time I will wear a condom”

I spoke while getting up a bit, “abhi jo aapne bina condom ke kiya hai wo…..”? Disha asked me back in a soft voice, “maine tumhare andar kuch nahi release kiya…..and for safety sake I will get you pills, wo 72 hours mein leni hoti hai….” I replied in same casual tone with bit of smile and further got up and picked up my mobile to see the time and spoke again,

“we still have lot of time……ek baar aur karte hain (we’ll do one more time)”? by that time I was close to her and took her hand to take her to bed, Disha hesitated a bit “come on ab kya Sharma rahi ho….ek baar to ho hi chukka hai (why are you feeling shy….we did it once already)”, I bought her closer and took her in my arms and started kissing her, she responded to my kiss but I could see that she was hesitant to go one more time but at my end

I was somewhat desperate to fuck her again and that could be seen from my erection as I was hard again and once again my fully erect cock was touching Disha’s abdomen. “Mazza aya tha naa jab iss se pahle kiya tha”? I asked her after breaking the kiss for a fraction, Disha did not uttered anything in response, she just looked at me into my eyes,

“I know tumko dard hua tha….par pahli baar to dard hota hi hai….ab dobara dard nahi hoga….sirf mazza aayega (you felt pain.. but it happens only first time.. second time you’ll enjoy)” I spoke again and rubbed my wet lips over her neck and sucked her earlobe to arouse her and as I expected Disha trembled erotically and moaned loud and tried to get away but I was holding her luscious body firm and there was no way she could get away.

I continued loving her and while brushing my lips over her sensual zones my hands were exploring her body and they were continuously moving over her breasts, pinching her erect nipples and in between my hands went over her heavy and perfectly round ass cheeks, I squeezed her massive flesh again and again to pleasure myself.

In between I moved my hand to her fuckhole too and rubbed her opening to arouse her and effect of my rub over her fuckhole was really very effective as she went crazy whenever I touched her there, my hands were moving continuously over my dream thighs, I must tell you guys that because of my height and built I was any day much stronger and heavier than her but Disha’s thighs were much fleshier then mine, they were thick and tight and because of her short height they use to appear even more fleshier and I was getting despirate to get between those fat thighs again.

Intentionally I was not touching her fuckhole much, my hands were moving around her pleasure hole as I was little afraid that she might cum if I will rub her there hard, I just wanted her to go crazy to get a fuck and I was doing that job well.

Within next one minute Disha was aroused and I could make out that she was losing control on herself, the way she was holding me while moaning I could not stop myself diving inside her fuckhole again. I pushed her on bed and came on her top again and tried to kiss her, she broke the kiss and spoke while looking into my eyes, “please Condom lagga lo”
“ok…”

I got up and within couple of minutes I covered my rod to fuck her again and without wasting any time in sensual love making I sat down between her spread thighs and explored her fuckhole with my finger to see the exact opening and Disha moaned erotically as she felt two of my fingers invading her wet fuckhole.

Spreading her fleshy thighs further apart I plunged her again and this time it was much better, though Disha cried in pain when initially I went inside her fuckhole with a rapid jerk but that pain did not lasted for much time, within couple of minutes she was crying more in pleasure and les in pain.

My hips were moving up and down steadily, driving my whole length into her fuckhole again and again and we both were in extreme pleasure. I lasted nearly for two more minutes as I was changing my pace of fucking her to get a long lasting fucks session and Disha seemed really very delighted with my fucking skill.

Finally my pumping strokes ended and I squeezed my buttocks two three times with deep screwing thrusts which made Disha scream really very loud in pain and pleasure at the same time, I too moaned loud as I was shooting my load with all my pressure. She too orgasmed hard, I too released my pressure as better as possible; as a result we both were exhausted once again, tired and sweating like hell.

After resting for hardly 2-3 minutes I came over Disha again and started kissing her and touched her gently to comfort her and spoke while looking into her eyes, “it was really great…. Mazza aagaya….hai na”? Disha blushed a bit and tried to avoid looking into my eyes, “say yes or no….mazza aaya ya nahi”? I asked her again, she just hummed to say yes and that is without looking at me.

I kissed her again and moved down to her breasts and loved both of her luscious fruits nicely before getting up to get a wash. We both entered in the toilet together and washed our gentiles, while washing my limping cock I looked at her and spoke while jerking it “next time main tumse apna Penis bhi suck karwaaunga….jaise blue films mein hota hai”
Disha went speechless,

she started at me without uttering a word in the beginning but finally spoke “main nahi karungi…(i won’t suck).”
“ok….mat karna…..sex to karogi na (ok.. don’t suck …but you’ll fuck na )”? I asked her back whether in future she will have with me or not.
Disha blushed on my question and once again did not replied, but I was keen to hear yes from her so I asked her again, “tell me….dobara karne aaogi na….(you’ll come again to do it)”?

Holding her hand I took her closer and caressed her cheek and spoke again, “you know.. main bahut din se soch raha tha tumhare saath ye sab karne ka…aaj ho hi gaya (i’ve been dreaming of having sex with you since many days..and atlast it happened today)” I finished and waited for her to speak something but as usual she did not uttered anything and spoke again “tell me…tumhara bhi mann than a mere saath karne ka (you also wanted to do it with me na)”?

I made her look at me by lifting her chin up and she blushed again and before looking down again she uttered “haan” and moved her head in yes slowly.
We came out of the washroom and wore our clothes and to further relax her I spoke again “tum please iss sab ki tension matt lenaa…don’t feel guilty and all ye sab chalta hai…aajkal har koi shaadi se pahle hi ye experience kar leta hai……”

I finished and then spoke again in continuation “Saturday ko dobara plan karte hain…midday ke baad….I will pick you from your place……aur I will not force you to suck me….rather I want to tell you ki next time main tumhe doggy style mein fuck karunga…peeche se…mujhe tumhara bottom bahut pasand hai (This time i’ll do it from behind, i like your bottom)”.
Disha smiled on my casual words and started giving final touch to her appearance by combing her hairs.

So friends that was first time when I cheated my wife to fuck a this innocent creature Disha and I did this cheating again on Saturday and also I kept my promise, I did not ask Disha suck my Penis and fucked her in doggy style too while holding her waist. By the time we reached to that flat third time I could see that Disha was very free in talking to me about sex

as compared to first time and that day I requested her many times to suck my Penis and she did that for nearly 2-3 minutes and I really enjoyed the view of her face filled with the inflamed size of my monster.

Though I have fucked Disha numerous times after this, it will be a BORING daily soap if written.
So, will END this here and start a new story soon….