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Sexual Thirst With Abhi

When I first saw him I thought what is this kid doing here, since we were not of the same age group we were barely free and frank with each other. With time I could feel he was growing through his puberty, and things started to change. At the office canteen he would pretend to eat and from the corner of his eyes, he used to watch me scan me right from my panties to my jeans and top.

I could feel he is getting a hard on but due to strict family principles I could never dare to approach him - at least that's what I think now. Then one fine day, I got married away and he was literally sad. I could feel he was beginning to miss me. But still as circumstances are unavoidable I got married and went off.

He sent me request on all the social networking platforms and I accepted them all. My features started developing after marriage and he sort of got magnetized to me he would like all my pics check all my views comments, one thing he always did for sure was say just "hi" on google talk Occasionally I used to ask him about his studies his career plans his relationship status and all but most of the time I used to ignore him.

Sometimes I used to tell him about my vacations and my spa courses etc... he would take a deep interest in listening to them. He always praised me of my beauty and all and what I did instead was to avoid him for most of the time, I seriously didn't want any unnecessary infatuation from a kid.

Meanwhile I got pregnant and came to India, staying silent most of the time and only family members and near and dear ones knowing about it. Finally he got the news one day that I became mumma to a baby boy and he was really excited and sad at the same time. Raj my husband came over here and then again went abroad leaving me with my parents a maid and my beta.

The months of being pregnant and not having much of the physical pleasure was taking its toll on me. I was becoming restless. And the asshole would still say just a "hi" on google talk and at max some formal comments and chats - not a single move from his side. He didn't even want to meet me.

But things changed one fine afternoon, I just started the conversation he inquired about my health, and then he asked my number which I did. He called me one evening and after a bit of chit chat asked me if we can meet. Now I really didn't knew much of him just that he had a deep crush on me so I said "Yeah why not! Why not come to my home".

It was after I told him I realized I had my mom dad and maid to handle, So finally the day came when he would visit me, I got rid of the maid that was easy. I sent my mom and dad on some spencer shopping thats a different story altogether.It was 11 a.m in the morning and the bell rang, I opened the door and it was him in a jeans and black tee, he did change a lot but his eyes were still the same.

In a broken nervous tone he said "Hi" I said "aye bhetore aye ese bos" he came in and sat on the sofa and handed me the celebration pack. Still a kid. I sat on the sofa on the opposite side and asked him what he is doing nowadays. As a matter of fact I had known him for more then 4 years but this was the first time I was talking to him asking him about his personal life.

"To girl friend holo?" and the usual response "na go!" and blushing. We talked about the difference in work culture in India and abroad the life out there and a lott of other things, when all of a sudden the baby started crying I had to go in, before entering the bedroom I turned at him and said "bhetore aye na" and smiled at him.

He got up from the sofa and followed me. There was my beta he just got up from sleep I held him in my arms, he came behind me and touched my betas cheek and said "cute" just like you. For a second I could feel his chest on my back. I was wearing a red saree and a red blouse, coz in the early days u need to feed ur baby every now and then I didnt wear a bra.

I pulled my anchal and tucked it in in the front. I changes the diapers and my betas pant and held him in my arms patting him on the back trying to put him back to sleep but it didnt happen he kept on crying, finally I sat on the bed put him on my laps and opened the three hooks of my blouse from the bottom pulled out my left breast and put the nipple in my betas mouth,

slowly he started sucking the milk and went silent a moment later I realized there was someone else in the room as well. I looked at him he was staring at my left boob of whatever was visible with a twinkle in his eyes I guess he perhaps froze. I didnt try to hide anything. After 5 mins I pulled my breast out of the mouth and hooked the blouse.

He also turned his eyes gazing at the room around. I put my beta back on bed and stood up. "Cha khabi - cha banabo tor jonye" he said Yes. I walked out of the room and moved toward the kitchen he followed me. While I went inside he stood there at the door leaning... I put the kettle on Gas and started making tea for him while we were chitchatting things when all of a sudden he said "tumi ektuo change hoyo ni - u still look like an angel".

Well I was flattered here I was just two months out of pregnancy with double cheeks and still a protruding tummy and here is this old romeo of mine still swearing oaths on my beauty. "ha ha ha I am flattered - chupp kor to - dekhchis koto mota hoye gechi" I replied while still focusing on the tea when I felt he moved close to my back. "ki re ki holo ?" I asked "kichu na emni - kache theke dekhchi" came his reply.

He came in so close that I could feel his breathe on my shoulder. I thought he raised his hands to touch my waist I dont know why but I moved away and turned around to look at him. He was still standing there confused about his mixed bag of emotions. I strained the tea and served him - he was quite most of the time.

Perhaps he was not sure if he would be able to convince me to let him touch me - a total asshole. After he finished his tea I asked him "kemon hoyeche re" he replied without looking at me "bhalo" and kept the cup on the table. I took the cup and went to the kitchen put them down in the sink wondering what next he knew that I have this desire to be filled and he also knows for sure that I wont accept if I propose to her will he try and force it on me!

Once I get laid forcibly I will have to accept the situation and allow him to be my lover. The very though of he forcing on me made me have goosebumps I could also feel the goosebumps on my breasts. I was deeply engrossed in these thoughts when he grabbed me from behind and lifted me... I could feel his big dick on my ass.

Before I could wake up from my shock he pulled me to the adjacent room and dropped me on the bed. I was bewildered and confused when he went straight ahead and closed the door and locked it. I said "What the fuck are you doing?" he came straight to me and held the loose end of the saree tucked in my petticoat and pulled it before I could have a hold of it my saree was separated from the petticoat.

His lust has overcome his sanity. "Ki korchis ta ki?" I shouted at him. He pushed me on the bed and came over me. 6 feet tall with a well built masculine framework and a weight of around 90 kilos he pinned me to the bed. He held my hairs and went on to bite my neck he started kissing and sucking them.

He moved to kiss my lips "plz amake chere de.. dekh emni kichu koris na plzzz" I was crying and twisting and turning trying to get out of his grip. He tried kissing me on my lips but when I didn't allow he leant on his side and pulled the loose end of the saree the pallooo and pulled away the rest of the saree and threw it away.

I was now only in my blouse and pettycoat... I was not wearing any bra inside so more or less my breasts were coming out of the blouse. I got loose of his grip somehow and ran straight to the door he came running to me held my wrist and pulled me straight away from the door and threw me on the bed when coming up he opened his tee and threw it aside, he had a well built chest with visible shoulder muscles,

the steady rice appetite had taken a toll on his abs with fat accumulating around but the lines still prominently visible. He came on top of me held both my hands and pinned them with one hand and with the other started opening the hook of my blouse, "keno emni korchis plzz koris na ami tor senior tor didir moto" I wriggled, but he was totally deaf now.

He opened all the hooks my breasts were now in the open. He pinned both my hands with his hand and his body, with his palm he just brushed across my boobs barely touching them... I could feel goosebumps around my nipple... with his fingers he made a few circles round my nipple in the areola... I could feel shivers in my body and tears rolled down my eyes...

"please na... please na" he looked at my face and said "tui to janis I loved you always and ajke ami toke puropuri pete chayi.. dekh joar koris na plzz nahole amio joar korte badhyo hobo" his voice was still trembling. "please chere de amake... please chere de please" - I was begging him.

With his left hand still brushing on my best he moved his mouth closer to my left boob and with his tongue he licked the whole of my boob without touching the nipple or the areola... he started taking small nibbles with his lips making a slurp noise... he was literally eating me in small bites yet without touching my nipples.. a part inside wanted to scream and cry for help but the other portion just wanted his mouth to my nipple and eat it like a dog.

He then turns his vision to the place between my legs, since he pinned me down with his body the pettycoat was more or less in its proper place... He held the nada and opened the knot, he slipped his left hand inside and looked at me with a smile when he discovered I was not even wearing a panty, my hubby was abroad so no point in shaving it...

he pushed his hand through the bush and went right away to the slit while still looking straight in my eyes I felt so ashamed I closed my eyes in despair with his fingers still sliding across my slit he moved in again to kiss my lips but I kept them shut when he suddenly inserted his middle finger in and started finger fucking me,

it took less then three minutes when I let out my first sigh "oh maaaa" and he took my lower lips in his mouth and started sucking them he now pulled his right hand across my fore arm and held my hair he kept on kissing me like mad - I don't know what happened how I lost track of my surrounding but in the meanwhile he unbuttoned his jeans and got totally nude.
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