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Kal

By: TxMarine



It had been a couple of weeks since I had last talked to Kaliegh. I remembered the last time very well and could almost feel the warmth and moistness between her legs again. I had a memory of her scent filling the room as surely as I could remember her voice reaching a peaked crescendo. So, when I got the phone call to come over, I couldn't get dressed fast enough to get out the door. 

I drove the 20 minutes to her house, even running a couple of red lights on my way to her apartment loft that she shared with her roommate. I hurried and found a parking spot, although it was a couple of blocks away. Damn this Long Beach. I hated California parking. I couldn't stand the fucking shit.

I finally made it up to her place, and caught her roommate Mel walking out as I was coming up. We said "hi" and she told me Kal was up in the loft, I couldn't make it up the stairs fast enough. I started to knock on the door, but realized I didn't need to. The door was ever so slightly ajar, and from inside I could see the glare of the TV. I couldn't see the picture, but didn't need to, really, as I could hear heavy panting and moaning coming out in that wonderful television mono-sound. I just stood there for a few brief seconds before I slowly pushed open the door, to see Kaliegh sitting on the couch in her panties and a t-shirt, one hand down the front of her underwear and one slowly tracing a circle over her nipple. I slowly crept in, making sure not to make any sound to startle her, the smell of sex was strong in the air.. I stood over the couch and leaned over, blowing softly in her ear as I reached a hand down to stroke a breast. 

"Oh shit!" she screamed, lurching forward on the couch and onto the floor. "I didn't hear you come in, "was the response I got from her. She seemed a little flushed, and I couldn't help but notice her nipples were poking through the front of the shirt.

"Doing research?"

"You know it."

"Need help?"

"Couch is open. Make your self comfortable," she said as her gaze drifted down from my face to the bulge starting to form in the crotch of my pants. A hungry look in her eyes told me what she wanted, but I decided that I'd play hard to get. I did take off my boots once I sat down on the couch, and as soon as I sat back into the cushions to watch the movie, there were two little hands reaching over to undo my belt.

"Would you stop that? What was it you wanted?"

The only thing I got was a low growl from deep in her throat as she looked up at me, our hands play-fighting with each other. I grabbed her wrists and jerked her up next to me on the couch, holding her hands in her lap.

"There, stay that way," I instructed, pinning her back with my shoulder. She swung a leg up over mine, and it was at that point that the smell of sex in the room hit my nostrils, sending my brain into overdrive. It took all my willpower to not rip either of our clothing off, but I tried to ignore it.

She scooted over so that she was straddling my lap facing away, and I could feel the heat from between her legs. She started to rock back and forth, getting my dick hard in the process. I couldn't believe what she was doing, with the door to her apartment still wide open. Anyone could look in and see what was going on.

"Maybe one of us should close the door," I whispered into her ear, running a hand slowly up her inner thigh next to her pussy, only to goose her. She jumped slightly and let out a slight yelp before she turned around, her breathing heavier.

"I'll take care of the door, you take care of those jeans and that shirt," she told me breathily as she stood up to shut it. I obliged with the jeans and took off the t-shirt I was wearing, but left on my boxers and the wife-beater I had on underneath. I didn't want to feel totally naked, seeing as how I've got a beer-belly and am some what self-conscious about it.

"I guess that's a start," as she pushed my shoulders back against the couch on her return, sitting down again to straddle my lap one more time. With the jeans off and just the soft silk of my boxers, her moist area was more pervasive, and she had a better chance of getting herself off.

As she rubbed herself against me, I took the time to liberate her of the shirt she had on so I could suck on a nipple, letting my fingers tweak and pull on the other one. Then I'd switch, changing sides to get the other one as hard as the first one. This went on for awhile until she reached down and pulled me out of the fly on my boxers, taking my member in her hand and slowly stroking it. She slowly ran her hand up and down lightly touching while I had a hand up in the crotch of her panties, rubbing the soft satin up and down while my thumb did circles around her clit. I could feel the wetness dampen my palm and start to pool up. I pushed the panel aside and slipped my middle finger inside, her juices more than enough to allow it to plunge all the way.

Kal humped my finger as I inserted a second one and pressed against her clit with some more force. Her hand had stopped moving along my cock and I reached another hand down to guide the head up to her entrance. She took her hand off and spread her lips, letting the head of my penis start to enter her velvet opening. I could tell she wanted to sit down hard, but I used my arms to keep her up, letting her sit back down an inch at a time before I'd pull back out almost all the way. Finally, I let her sit down after a couple minutes of doing this, seeing as how she would be almost all the down my length, anyhow. 

She sat there for a brief second, not moving, just breathing and whimpering slightly as I felt her last couple inches expand for me. Once she felt comfortable, Kaliegh started to move back and forth slightly before I reached my hands down and gripped her butt, lifting her up a couple inches on her forward swing and letting her back down on the return. We kept this pace up for at least a good ten minutes before I had to force her to slow down, as she'd sped things up little by little in our pattern. I could tell she wanted to come, and I was close, but I wanted us to hang on for a brief period longer. 

"Silly, I know what you're doing," Kaliegh giggled as she used a finger to playfully smack my nose. "Now, it's my turn to drive," she said as she lifted herself up off me, turned around giving me a great view of her ass from behind, and then proceeded to take her underwear off. With her legs now spread apart and fully naked, she sat back down on my lap, this time facing away from me. She slid my dick up inside of her, letting it fill her up. As soon as she felt me inside her all the way, she leaned forward, placing her hands on my knees, and began bouncing her hips up and down, taking me almost all the way out, and then back in forcefully. I could tell by her breathing and the timing of her "hops" that she was close to coming, and at this pace I was going to be either right in front or right behind her on that one. It didn't take long to find out. I began dumping my seed in her, feeling spasm after spasm leave my balls and unload. After I dropped my second one, she started to contract around me, her walls coaxing whatever they could out of me. She sat back down hard, leaning backward and slightly to the side so as not to crush me. I sat there playing with her breasts as we slowly came back down to earth. Kaliegh looked at me, and I at her, and we both broke out into laughter at our actions. She pushed herself off of me, letting the air that had gone up into her get expelled back out, which sent us into peals of laughter again. As she put her underwear back on, I started to get dressed.

"Oh now you don't, we've still got the rest of the night," she said over her shoulder as she went into the bathroom and turned on the water. I had this funny feeling the night was just beginning...

Kala and Kitty are Punished



Edited by: P. A. Solcrofft

*

As the school bell sounded, a sigh of relief came over Kala. Her diaper had been sagging a while from all of the pee and shit it stored. She only had one diaper left, and was saving it for later. Luckily she was wearing a long flowing maroon sleeveless dress, which was accented with black lace. The dress did reveal the top part of her DD breast. She was also wearing her silver collar. To make it look more acceptable to others, she attached a silver and black cross to the ring in the center of it.

She sat down in her chair, grading a few papers before the afternoon meeting. She could not help but to wiggle back and forth in her chair, from the sensation of the wonderful mess they was inside her diaper.

After she finished with the teacher's meeting, she loaded her teacher's bag and backpack into her black Buick Enclave, and left to go to a little gas station down the road.

She knew the owner very well, through the BDSM community, so she had special permission to park in the back, which is what she did. She grabbed her pink backpack, which was accented with black hearts, and went around to the back of the SUV. The back windows were tinted a dark as legally possible. She crawled into the back, and closed the hatch behind her. She pulled down a privacy screen, Caleb had installed for her.

Caleb was having to work overnight to upgrade several servers, so she thought she could give him a care package to help him through the night. She took the camera from her backpack, turned it on, and placed it at an angle to where everything that was about to happen could be recorded. She removed her last clean diaper and wipes from her backpack, and placed them to the side. She grabbed Reynolds, her black fleece teddy bear from her backpack, and sat on top of him. She then pulled out her crayons and art tablet from her backpack, and began to draw. 

"Time to make Daddy a nice card for his pick me up," she began thinking, "Poor Daddy has to work all night. I will be so alone. I will draw me in blue, since I will be so lonely. Daddy will be in black, since he is so strong."

She continues to color, as she slowly began rocking back and forth on Reynolds. Her mind slowly began seeking pleasure, when she grabbed Blackie from her backpack, and placed him underneath the front of her bra. Her master's cum stains on the bear could be felt against her soft firm breast. 

Coloring became harder, because of the sensations that were invading her every thought. But she tried to continue with the card as much as she could, but the memory of watching her Master humping the teddy, which was between her breasts, began to make her loose all concentration of the task at hand. The warm wonderful mess in the diaper did not help either. She forced her eyes open, and continued on the card. 

Finally the tablet was thrown to the side, as an explosion of raw ecstasy exploded in her mind. She had enough of fighting through the pleasure her clit was feeling, while rubbing against the wet diaper. She unfolded her legs and laid down on both of the teddy bears. 

Fear of punishment was over ruled by the need of self gratification, as she grabbed the remote to the purple egg that her Daddy had placed inside her pussy that morning. He had told her not to touch the remote, but her pussy ached to have it turned up to high. She began feeling the juices the diaper contained come to the surface more, as she humped the bear beneath her harder and faster.

The pursuit for a finale made sanity disappear from every thought, while moaning so loud that if anyone was next to her SUV, they would hear a scream for bloody murder. Finally the moment of pure erotic bliss came as she squirted not only her juices into the diaper, but pee and shit as well. She collapsed on the bears, as exhaustion and sublime goodness overtook her.

After collecting herself, she ripped the card carefully from the tablet and folded it up. She put her crayons, art tablet, and Blackie back into her backpack. She then removed her changing blanket from a side compartment in the back, and laid it underneath her. 

She removed her black panty hose and the pink rumba plastic panty she was wearing, and laid it to the side. She removed the tape off her diaper slowly, while looking into the camera with a quirky smile. She pulled the front of the diaper down, allowing the camera to be witness to the mess her diaper contained. She looked down at it, and admired it like a badge of honor. 

Kala folded up the diaper, and laid it next to her. After grabbing a gallon size freezer storage bag from her backpack, she carefully placed the dirty diaper inside of it, and closed it up. She grabbed her wipes, and started to clean herself off, ensuring that the camera caught every swipe of her hand. She grabbed some lotion and baby powder from her backpack, and began rubbing lotion all over her pussy and bottom. After unfolding the clean diaper, and putting it underneath her, she powdered herself. 

She fastened her diaper, and put on her plastic pants. She threw everything back into her backpack minus the dirty diaper and card, and put on her favorite black silk garter belt, which she followed up with black and purple striped thigh high stockings. She removed her black silk full body slip, and let it begin to caress her body. 

After putting on her black gothic boots, she grabbed her laptop, and began converting what the camera witnessed into a dvd for her Daddy to watch. While the laptop was making the dvd, she grabbed a brown paper sack, in which she had drawn on earlier, and carefully placed the dirty diaper in it. She pulled out a pair of black plastic pants, and placed them in the bag as well. After putting away the laptop, she placed the dvd in a pink jewel case, and placed it, along with the card, in the bag.

Ensuring to grab the bag, she got out from the back of the suv, and got into the driver's seat. After buckling up her seatbelt, she started the vehicle, and left.

Kala drove across town, and stopped by a Chinese restaurant, and picked up something for both of them to eat. After pulling into the school district's office parking lot, she parked next to her Daddy's Black GMC Acadia. She placed his food, and the brown paper bag, in the front passenger seat. As soon as she messaged him to check his car for a surprise, she left for home.

She parked in the garage, located in the back of the house, and went inside to the kitchen. She noticed a large box was sitting on the large kitchen island. She looked at it, and a since of relief came over her as the label said it was from AB Medical. She grabbed it, along with everything but her teacher bag, and went down to the basement. 

The room that she first walked into, had a large wet bar in one corner, and a large LCD TV mounted to the wall in the center of the room. A large dark brown leather couch sat in front of the tv, along with two of the exact same couches on ether side of it. A regulation size pool table sat a good distance behind the couch. 

She opened what appeared to be a built in book case underneath the stairs, by tugging on a book called "Labyrinth". 

A smile same upon her face as she saw her play room. It had pink walls with glow in the dark stars covered all over it. The roomed had several child like furnishings, including a tinkerbell toddler bed, tinkerbell dresser, and a tinkerbell tea party table. The dresser had a hand made doll house that her Daddy made for her. Stuffed animals of various sizes and colors were through out the room. Baby bottles were next to her diaper changing area, which had a gynecologist chair as well. On one wall was Master's BDSM Bench, and all manner of devices were mounted on the peg board above it. 

She put the box of diapers next to the table, along with her backpack. After putting her food on the table, she went to check the dry erase board for her assignments. 

"Since you have done so much better about not touching the remote control for the vibrating egg, I want you to relax tonight, and have fun coloring your diapers. After that you can play till it's time to get ready for bed."

She went over to her toddler bed and grabbed kitty. Kitty was a black and white kitty shaped stuffed sock animal. Caleb had given it, along with a dozen thorny rose stalks, the first time they met. She had hidden it when he left, to insure she could keep it. She saw it as a part of their family. She could not go to sleep with out telling kitty about her day. 

"Master is going to be so proud of me kitty," she began saying to kitty, "I made him a wonderful surprise for him, since he is working so late. I hope he loves it. I even made a recording for him."

She continued coloring on the diapers, as she snacked on her egg rolls, and kept talking to kitty. 

After a few more hours of coloring, she put everything away, and stocked her backpack up on diapers, wipes, and ziploc bags. Kala and kitty went into the next room, and began watching "Little Mermaid". She curled up in a blanket, laid her head on a pillow, and began sucking her thumb. 

As Kala had been dozing of a while, she was awakened by her message tone. She saw it was from Caleb.

"Littleone, I saw what you did in the video, go to bed now. This is third time you have touched the controls on the egg, and I have told you repeatedly three strikes, and your ass is done for."

Fear of what may come began filling her thoughts. Kala turned off the tv, and went back into her room to go to bed. In doing so, she forgot to change her diaper, but once in bed, she knew better than to get up. She knew she would be fine with her plastic panties on. 

She was awoken with a ball gag being shoved into her mouth, and a blindfold covering her eyes. She smelt Master's cologne, and feared the worst. She could tell that he had also restrained her as well. She felt the bottom of her diaper being pushed aside, and something small being inserted into her asshole. Just as she realized it was an enema, she felt the warm water being forced into her asshole. As her ass began filling up, she felt the unmistakable feeling of kitty being rubbed against her ass check. 

She tried moaning as loud as she could to protest, and even fought as hard as she could against the restraints. She felt her inside getting fuller by the second, but she dared not let it out. After what seemed like an eternity, the enema hose was pulled from her asshole, and a butt plug was inserted.

"Now before I leave, I wanted to let you know I hate punishments, but you have to learn your place, my littleone," Caleb said.

With that he shoved kitty between her piss soaked diaper and pussy, and removed her blindfold. She could feel the egg also being turned up to maximum. She finally heard him leave the room, to leave her to her own demise.

She tried her hardest to fight against the several urges her body was feeling all at one time. Her mind could not help to fight against what her water filled bowels were so desperately needing to do, along with her pussy becoming very hungry as well. Her butt checks squeezed as tight as they could. 

But soon her pussy started folding, as she let out her first sin against the stuffed kitty in her diaper. The pee from the diaper began pushing up on the stuffed animal, as her wet pussy forced kitty into the diaper. Soon she found herself not being able to control her orgasm, as her tear ducts began filling up. 

In that moment she realized Caleb had taught her to lose control of her sexual beast she caged, when the egg was at full power. Tears began rolling down her checks, as she felt her asshole slowly start pushing out the butt plug. 

"No not to kitty," she sobbed to herself.

Her body finally took control as the orgasm began approaching, so she began humping the stuffed toy even more. Because she had started fucking the sock animal harder, the butt plug slip out, and a gush of water and shit began filling the diaper. She did not miss a beat of letting her orgasm force her to fuck the piss and shit soaked kitty until she finally came. 

The moment that the euphoria left her mind and a sorrowing heartache for kitty came over her emotional state, she looked at her tinkerbell clock, and a feeling of horror came over her. She began to realize this would continue for the next ten hours.



Kala, The Single Mother



My name is Sahebji. I am a commercial artist by profession. I am 6 feet tall, slim and well built. This incident took place while I was still going out with Nisha, the little one. 

One morning I was discussing my work with a client, when a young woman walked into his cabin with tears running down her cheeks. Alarmed the client asked, 'Kala what is the matter?' 

She said, 'Sir I have to go home right now. I have just received the news that my Ashoo is seriously sick'. 

'Of course you can go home' replied the client. 

After she left my client turned to me and said, 'Poor Kala, she is intelligent and a very good worker but she has been dodged by bad luck all her life. She lost her husband six years ago even before her son Ashoo was born and now this. Ashoo is her whole world and if anything happens to him then I am sure she will loose her mind'. 

I looked through the glass partition and saw that Kala was still sitting at her desk making no effort to leave. 'Sir I think she is in shock. If you don't mind we can continue our discussion later. At present Kala requires someone to help her' I said. 

My client agreed with me and said 'Yes Sahebji, I think you are right. She deserves all the help she can get. I don't want to loose her'. 

I walked up to her 'Come Kala I will take you where ever you want'. She just looked up blankly at me. There was no time to reason with her. I grabbed her by her arm and picking up her purse pushed her out of the office.

Once in the car I asked her, 'Kala where is your son? Her mind was blank but after some coaxing she told me the name and address of Ashoo's school. While driving to the school I looked at her more carefully. She looked very sensuous and desirable. She was in her late twenties, very pretty, big boobs with an excellent figure. 

When we reached the school she ran to the principal's office. Ashoo was lying on a sofa groaning. It seemed he was in acute pain. Kala ran to him and started to cry. I asked the principal, 'Ma'am what happened'. 

'In the morning Ashoo complained of a stomachache. The school nurse gave him some medicine. The pain did not abate but got worse. I then called up Mrs. Kala. He has been like this for the last ten minutes' she replied. Ashoo looked serious. There was no time to waste. I picked Ashoo up and drove him to the nearest emergency. 

While the doctors were examining Ashoo a nurse came to collect some details. After inquiring about Ashoo's present illness and past history she asked for his father's name. Kala did not respond immediately then she said, 'Won't the mother's name do?' 

'I am sorry ma'am it is government regulation. We must have the father's name' was the response of the nurse. Kala still hesitated. 

I said, 'The father's name is Saheb Sahebji'. Satisfied the nurse left. 

Kala stared unbelievingly at me and said, 'Why did you give your name to the nurse?' 

I said, 'You seemed lost and it was important that Ashoo got immediate attention so I gave the nurse my name. Don't worry its nothing'. 

She continued to stare and said softly, 'You are a strange man'. 

A young doctor came and told us that Ashoo is suffering from an acute attack of appendicitis and requires to be operated upon immediately. For the operation he required the 'no objection' form signed by next of kin. Kala exclaimed, 'Oh my poor Ashoo' and started to cry again. I explained to her that this was standard procedure. There is no need to worry and to sign the form. She signed the form and we went into the waiting room to wait.

The waiting room was quite empty. We sat in a corner away from others. Kala kept staring at me then suddenly she said, 'Sahebji you are a good man to have given your name to a child you don't even know'. 

I laughed and said, 'You are making a mountain out of a molehill. Any man would have done the same'. 

'No. No man would have done it. Men are usually very selfish. I think I owe you an explanation' she said. 

'Forget it you owe me nothing. Just pray that Ashoo comes through this ordeal and is all right' I told her. 

'I have hidden my sin for a long time. This is my punishment. May be God will forgive me if I told you the truth' she said. 

'Really you don't have to' I said. 

'Yes I know but I want to. Please listen' she replied.

She started her story by saying, 'I am not a widow actually I was never married. This makes my Ashoo a bastard doesn't it?'. 

I wanted to stop her but she said, 'No don't interrupt me. Just hear me out before passing judgment. This is all I ask for'. I kept quiet. 

'I am not from this city. I hail from a city far away from here. Many years ago when I was in college, I met Amit, Ashoo's father. Amit was tall, slim and handsome. He was the son of a well to do local businessman. I fell in love with him. We went out on dates for several months. During this period Amit told me that he also loved me and wanted to marry me. We did some heavy necking together. We kissed, Amit squeezed my tits and on occasions I handled his lund (cock). I never let him touch my choot (cunt). That is all we did.

One evening Amit said, 'Kala I have to go to the hostel to pick up some important notes from a friend then we will go to the movies'. 

I did not attach any ulterior motive to this so I accompanied him. When we reached the hostel the friend was not there but the room was open. 'He will be here soon let us wait' Amit said. You know how sparsely hostel rooms are furnished. Papers and books were piled up on the only chair. So we sat down on the bed to wait.

After some time, Amit locked the room and started to kiss me and fondle my breasts. Still not thinking much I did not object. Amit got more and more aggressive. His hands roamed all over my body. He started to press and caress my choot but when he wanted to lift my sari I stopped him. 

I thought something was fishy and said, 'Amit tell me the truth. The story about notes was just an excuse to bring me here. Tum mujhe yahan chodene ke liye laye ho (You have brought me here to fuck me)'. 

'Yes Kala you are right but I love you so much. I can't sleep at night just thinking about you and your beautiful body. I will die if you say no' Amit replied. 

Frankly Sahebji I was also feeling horny. We were in love and would soon be married. I did not see any harm in it. I asked him, 'Have you told your friend whom you were going to bring here?' 

Amit said, 'No but everyone knows that we are going together they will assume that it is you'. 

'What are you going to tell him tomorrow? I asked. 

'Whatever you want me to' he replied. 

'Agar tum mujhe chodena chahate ho tau vada karo ki jab woh poonche tau kehena ki maine aane se inkaar kar diya (If you want to fuck me then promise that when they ask you, you tell them that I refused to come here). Remember if you even breathe a word about my being here, I will never see you again' I told him. 

'My word of honour if they ask then I will say what you have told me' he said. 

'Don't worry they will ask. Have you got any protection?' I said. 

'Yes, yes I have' he said eagerly. He had come prepared. Then I let him have his will. We fucked several times that evening. After the initial discomfort I really enjoyed it. 

I found Amit kept his word, as there was no change in the attitude of our friends towards me. 

There after we fucked whenever we went out together. Not having a place to go we did it in the car and sometimes in a secluded spot near the woods outside the city. It was not comfortable and the fear of being discovered robbed us of half the pleasure.

I told Amit if he wants to continue fucking me then he has to find a safer place. One evening Amit told me that he had found a nice place, which is comfortable and safe. 'It is the Inspection bungalow few miles outside the town. I have told the caretaker that we are newly weds but live in a joint family. Our flat is small and we are unable to have privacy. He has agreed to let us use one of the rooms when no other guest is there. Naturally some money helped' he clarified and laughed. 

After that day we went there regularly. We not only fucked but also sixty-nined and I let Amit fuck me in my ass hole. I reminded Amit about our marriage. He said, 'Darling let me graduate first'. What he said made sense so I did not press him. 

Three months after he had graduated I reminded him again. He said, 'In a weeks time I am going on a two week holiday with my family. I will talk to my parents then'. I waited. After the holiday I asked him again. He said, 'Kala I have been thinking. What if my parents say no? Then how will we live? I thought it was best to wait till I get a job'. This also made sense. 

We kept meeting and Amit continued to fuck me. After a few months he got a job. On reminding him again he said, 'Kala darling my job is still new and my pay is low. After marriage I want to support you in style. In six months I will be confirmed and get a substantial raise then I promise I will definitely talk to my parents'. I thought, since I had waited so long another six months would not be the end of the world. 

Six months also went by. One evening he told me that he had been confirmed in his job and had got the promised raise. He also told me that his company was sending him abroad for three months training and as soon as he came back he would talk to his parents. 

Three months later we were again at the inspection bungalow. We were both very keen to fuck. Amit was very eager and impatient. As Amit got ready to enter me I noticed he was not wearing a condom. 

'No Amit no not without protection' I told him. 

He said, 'Darling in my eagerness and impatience to be with you, I forgot to buy condoms'. 

'No protection no chudai (fucking)' I said. 

Amit begged and begged me. Sahebji my choot had also been fasting for the last three months and I wanted to fuck as much as he did. In the end I relented. Amit fucked me four times that evening. Sahebji I tell you I had seldom enjoyed a fuck as much as I did that day. 

Within a fortnight the result of our indiscretion was before me. I was pregnant. 

Immediately I met with Amit. Amit wanted to go to the inspection bungalow but I told him that I wanted to talk to him first. So we parked in a deserted side lane. 

Then I told him the bad news. I was shocked at his reaction. 

He said, 'It is impossible. It can't be mine. I have always been careful. Kala you have definitely been fucking some one else in my absence'. 

'Have you forgotten that when you returned from your training, in you eagerness and impatience you forgot to buy condoms. Yaad hai maine chudai ke liye bahut mana kara tha. Maine kaha tha agar kuch karna hee hai tau meri gaand maar lo lakin meri choot main laurda mat dalo. Nahin tumhari zid tau choot chodene ki thi (Remember I had refused to let you fuck me. I told you if you have to do anything then fuck my ass hole but don't put your cock in my cunt. No you were adamant to fuck my cunt). Now that the fruits of you forgetfulness and impatience are before you, you have the gall to say that I have been fucking some one else. How dare you accuse me of such a thing?' I told him seething with anger. 

Amit apologised, 'Kala I am extremely sorry. I did not realise what I was saying. Now there is only one course left. You must abort the child'. 

I refused point blank. I said, 'Under no circumstances will I abort the child. You are right there is only one course left and that is you talk to your parents and marry me'. 

'No I can't do that. They will kill me' he wailed. 'Why should they do that? I am beautiful, educated and from a respectable family'. 

'It is not that. I should have told you much earlier but I was afraid to lose you. You see I am already married'.

I was aghast. 

I asked him, 'When did you get married?' He said, 'Remember when I told you I was going on a holiday with the family. Actually I went on my honeymoon'. I was livid. 

Something kept nagging at the back of my mind. Then I got it. I asked, 'Amit agar tumhari shadi ho gayi hai tau tum jab vaapis aaye tau tum mujhe chodene ko kyon aaye apni biwi ko kyon nahin choda (Amit tell me if you were already married then on your return why did you come panting to fuck me and did not fuck your wife? 

Main apni biwi ko nahin chod sakta tha kyon ki usske do hafte pahele bachcha hua tha (I could not fuck my wife as she had given birth to a baby two weeks ago)' was his reply. 

I lost my cool and shouted at him, 'You despicable bastard. Amit you are a spineless weak-kneed son of a bitch. I don't want anything more to do with you. Take me home immediately'. 

Amit kept pleading that everything would be as before between us. All I had to do was to get rid of the baby. I got fed up of his sniveling and said, 'I will see you in hell first before I let you touch me again' and got out of the car. He shouted after me that if I tell anyone then he would deny everything. 

In the days that followed I had a lot of thinking to do. I explored my options. 

The first was that I could go to his parents and confront them with the facts. Amit would naturally deny everything. My only witness was the caretaker at the inspection bungalow but he had been bought once and he could be bought again. Amit had enough money. I came to the conclusion that other than being insulted and labeled a slut nothing more would come out of it. 

Second option was that I could commit suicide. No I was too much of a coward to do that. 

Third was I could have an abortion. Destroy a life? No I couldn't do that either. Only course left to me was to go ahead and have the baby. 

Few days later I told everything to my parents. Poor dears they were crestfallen but supportive. Sahebji my parents were popular and well respected in the community but when my pregnancy started to show people started to avoid them. They could not bear it too long. When Ashoo was one year old they both died within two months of each other. 

I sold the house and all other assets for whatever I could get and came here. I bought a small house and started a new life. Now I am quite happy. I have a good job with terrific colleagues and an understanding boss. 

'Well this is my story. Sahebji what is your judgement' she concluded. 

'Who am I to sit in judgement? You met the wrong man and had a bad experience. You have done well to put it behind you but remember all men are not like Amit. The world is full of good men' I said.

'Yes you may be right. Meeting you has given me fresh hope' she said.

At this moment a doctor came and said, 'Mr. Sahebji'. When I went up to him he smiled and said, 'Sir your son will be fine. There is nothing to worry about. You did well to bring him here so promptly otherwise....'. 

'May I see my Ashoo?' Kala cried. 

'No, not yet ma'am. He is still in the recovery room. I will instruct the nurse to inform you as soon as he is shifted to the ward' he said. That day I remained with Kala till Ashoo had regained consciousness. 

During his stay in the hospital I kept visiting him. On his insistence I became a regular visitor at their house also. Ashoo was a delightful child. He insisted that I continue to visit them. I also enjoyed being with him. He loved his 'Sahebji uncle' also very much. 

During one such visit Ashoo said, 'Sahebji uncle why don't you have dinner with us some evening'. I hesitated not wanting to inconvenience Kala. 

Ashoo said, 'Please Sahebji uncle mummy is really a good cook. Mummy why don't you ask him?' I looked at Kala. 

Kala nodded and said, 'Yes Sahebji please we would be happy to have you'. I still hesitated. 

'Please Sahebji uncle say yes' Ashoo pressed. I said, 

'Of course I will love to have dinner with you both'. 

'Yippee' was Ashoo's reaction. 

On Saturday I rang the bell at the designated time armed with a bouquet of flowers, a large box of chocolates and a bottle of wine. Ashoo was delighted to get the chocolates. We talked and played for an hour. 

Kala announced that the dinner was served and added, 'Sahebji I hope you don't mind, we are having an early dinner as our host Ashoo wants to eat with his Sahebji uncle'. 

'Not at all' I replied. 

The food looked good. I said, 'Kala the food looks great. It has been a long time since I have eaten such delicious looking food'. 

Ashoo laughed and said, 'Dig in Sahebji uncle it tastes much better than it looks. Mummy is really a great cook. Don't worry you won't get poisoned'. 

After the delicious meal Kala said, 'Sahebji you smoke your cigarette and in the meanwhile I will put Ashoo to bed' and pulled a reluctant Ashoo behind her. 

She returned in about twenty minutes and remarked, 'Poor boy was so sleepy that I had difficulty in getting him to change'. We then opened the bottle and sat chatting. After an hour or so Kala said, ' I have a surprise for you. I will be right back'.

When she came back she was dressed in a near transparent nightie. I could clearly see her large tits and their brown nipples. The slit of her clean-shaven choot was also plainly visible. I immediately got a hard on. 

She was right I was surprised. I asked, 'Kala w...what does this mean?' 

'This is an invitation for you to spend the night with me' she replied calmly. 

'No, no what I mean is why are you doing this?' I asked. 

'That day you gave your name to my son. As his father you have full right on his mother's body' she said without turning a hair. 

'Please Kala don't do it because you feel indebted to me in any manner' I said. 

'No, that is not the reason why I am doing this. The moment you said 'His father's name is Saheb Sahebji' I got wet and wanted you badly. All this time I was waiting for the right opportunity but if you find me unattractive......' 

'No I find you very attractive and desirable' I said interrupting her and kissed her tenderly on her red lips. 

She smiled and said, 'It won't do for Ashoo to see what we are doing. It would be better if we go into the bedroom' and led the way. 

She took off her nightie and lay down on the bed and with open arms she said, 'Sahebji please hurry up I want you inside me urgently'. 

As I was entering her she said, 'My god Sahebji you are huge. Oh dheere se dalo. Lug raha hai. Haan, ab thorda aur. Theek hai issi terah se dheere dheere. Thank goodness poora ghuss gaya. Ab mujhe zor se chodo (Oh slowly. It is hurting. Yes now a little more. That's right, like this slowly, slowly. Thank goodness it is fully inside. Now fuck me hard)'. 

I started to fuck her with long and slow strokes and kept varying the length and the speed of my strokes. But Kala was very impatient she shouted, 'It is so nice to feel a hard lund inside me after such a long time. Sahebji I want to cum in a hurry. Fuck me faster and harder'. 

I fucked her harder. Her bottoms started to move in rhythm of my strokes and she moaned loudly, 'Oh it is heavenly. I am nearly there. Fuck me harder. H..yes faster. I am there h..yes I AM COMMMMIIINNGGgg' she cried and fell back. 

I did not stop but continued to move my cock in and out of her fuck hole. It was not long before Kala again started to moan with pleasure. I increased my speed and shortened the strokes. 'My god I have never felt like this before. Haan aisse hee chodo. Aur zor se haan chod kar meri choot ka keema bana do (Yes fuck me like this. Still harder make mince meat out of my choot)'. I was also not too far away. I was now moving like an express train. 

Kala was ecstatic, 'SAAHEEBBJIIIIII I AM COMMMMINNNNGGGgg'. At that very moment I shot my seed inside her waiting choot and fell panting on her breasts. Her lips sought mine. We lay kissing for several minutes. 

As I lit a cigarette Kala panted, 'Sahebji you really know how to use that big lund of yours. I envy the girl you marry. Someday you will make some girl very, very happy. 




Kala, The Single Mother



We made love several times that night. It was only at the crack of dawn that Kala let me go home. 

Few days later I was surprised to receive a letter from her. In the letter she wrote how happy she was and described all we did on that night. She wanted me to visit her soon. 

During my next visit Kala asked, 'Did you get my letter?' 

I told her, 'Yes I got it but why did you write it?' 

'When I am very happy I want to share my happiness with some one. I have no real good friend so I decided to tell you how happy I was. I hope you don't mind? Kala explained. 

'No I don't mind at all actually I found it nice' I said.

One evening she said, 'Sahebji every day you give me so much pleasure but today you relax and I will give you pleasure. Getting down on her knees she took my rigid cock in her mouth and started to give me a blow job. She was good. Soon I was moaning, 'Oh Kala it feels lovely. You are very good. Just go on like this. Don't stop. Yes faster. Oh, oh I am about to come. Yes I am COMMINGGGG and shot my load into her waiting mouth. 

When I was erect again she said, 'Sahebji tum meri gaand marna chahoge (Sahebji would you like to fuck me in the ass hole)'. 

'I would love to. Have you got some Vaseline otherwise it is going to hurt' I told her. 

She laughed and said, 'You seem to have forgotten that I have had a lund in my gaand countless times before but I think you are right your laurda is so big it will hurt. Best you should use some Vaseline'. 

I applied Vaseline on her ass hole and my shaft. As I pressed for entry she groaned, 'My god it is hurting'. As my cock entered her ass hole she screamed 'OOOWWWWW'. I then moved my cock in and out of her butt while rubbing her clit with one hand. 

She said, 'It is lovely. Just go on like this'. Soon her choot was overflowing and I filled her ass hole with my-cum. 

As I lit a cigarette Kala said, 'Tell me truthfully do you think I should get married?' 

'Absolutely, if not for yourself but for Ashoo's sake. Ashoo definitely requires a father'. 

'Do you think men will still find me attractive? Kala asked. 

'Of course. You are not only very pretty but also very, very desirable' I replied. This was the end of the matter. 

We met twice a week. She continued to write letters. I was having a great time. On one hand I was fucking the lovely mature choot of Kala and on the other hand I was screwing the unpredictable Nisha, the little one. 

Unfortunately someone up there did not like to see me so happy. 

One day I received a telephone call from Kala asking me to meet her that evening in a coffeehouse in town. When we had settled down she handed me a card and said, 'Sahebji I am getting married on 17th of the next month'. 

'Congratulations I am so happy for you. It seems Dilip has at last popped the question' I said. 

Surprised she exclaimed, 'Who told you about Dilip? Don't tell me that you know him?' 

I laughed and said, 'No I don't know him. In the recent weeks Ashoo has been talking a lot about his Dilip uncle. It was just a shot in the dark'. 

'You are right it is Dilip' she confirmed.

Hesitatingly I asked, 'Are you both.....?' 

Interrupting me said, 'No of course not. I made this mistake once I am not about to repeat it'. 

'Have you told him about the past?' I asked. 

'Yes I have told him everything about Amit and me' she said. 

'Have you also told him about us?' I asked. 

She laughed and said, 'Here I cheated a little. I told him every thing about you except that we are sleeping together. You know what Dilip said I quote "I must meet this great man who saved the life of our son and personally invite him to our wedding". 

This is the reason I wanted to meet you alone and apprise you of the situation. Promise me that you will come to our wedding'. 'I would have liked to but another dear friend is getting married on the same day and I have already promised to attend it'. 

She asked, 'Is it a girl? I nodded. 'I bet tum usse bhi chod rahe hoge (I bet you are fucking her also' she said with a naughty smile. Not wanting to discuss Nisha I changed the subject, 'Tell me something about Dilip'. 

'I met Dilip about two moths ago. He took a shine to me. We went out together and last week he asked me to marry him. Dilip is a childless widower. Dilip is good man. He is loving, gentle and caring. Main thing is that he loves Ashoo and adores me. Ashoo also loves him dearly'. 

I asked, 'What about you? Do you also love him?' 

'No I don't think I love him. Deep down in my heart I think I am still in love with Amit but I am certain that I can learn to love him' Kals said, 'Sahebji I think you are in love with this girl'. 

'Frankly I don't know myself but what I know is that I like her very, very much. I am going to miss her' I replied wistfully. 

'Why don't you fight for her?' Kala said. 

'I don't know whether she loves me. She is marrying her childhood sweetheart' I replied. 

'Can't you manage to attend both the weddings? She asked. 

'No I can't do that. She wants me to be the first guest to arrive but the last one to leave. She has also threatened to send the baraat (Bridegroom's party) back if I don't do as she says. She is unpredictable and impulsive. She is quite capable of carrying out her threat'. I clarified. We chatted for another ten minutes or so before I took my leave. 

When in the car I thought this was the end of Kala's choot. Both Kala and Nisha are getting married. My thoughts went back to Nisha's last visit. 

Nisha walked into the flat and as usual walked straight into the bedroom and started to undress. I could see that she was looking very happy. 'What has happened little one you look very happy today' I asked. 

'Batauingi lakin pahele mujhe chodo (I will tell you but first fuck me)' she said and spread her legs invitingly. I could never resist her. We fucked. 

As I lay smoking Nisha was busy kissing and sucking my cock. I repeated my question. With my cock in her mouth she said, 'M...m ...m' and gestured with her hand to wait. Soon she had my cock erect again. She climbed on top of me and inserted it in her choot. 

Then she dropped the bombshell. 

'I am getting married on the 17th of the next month' she said moving up and down. I was taken by complete surprise. 

' What? When was this decided and who is the lucky man' I asked nearly losing my erection. 

'His name is Mohan, my childhood sweetheart. I will tell you more afterwards. Ab tum chodo main aur nahin kar sakti (Now you fuck me I can't do it any more) she said between moans. I turned her over and started to fuck her. 

The first thought that came to my mind was that I am going to lose Nisha. May be today is the last time I am going to fuck her. This gave way to frustration. She must have known earlier but kept me in the dark all this time. 

I started to bang my lund viciously in her choot. Nisha was in throes of pleasure, 'Oh my big one you have not fucked me like this for a long time. Y..hes fuck harder. Y..hes faster. Y..hes, y..hes I am there I AMMMM COOOOMMMMMINGgg' she screamed in ecstasy triggering of my orgasm and I shot my-cum into her. 

As soon as we had finished she quickly got up and started to dress. 'Hey little one what are you doing? You have just come. You have yet to tell me about your wedding plans etc.' I said and caught her. 

'Please darling let me go today. I will answer all your questions when I come on Friday. Today I have to get home early. I promised mother that I would be back in an hour. Mohan and his parents are coming to the house for some ceremony or the other. I can't be late for it otherwise my mother will never let me out of the house again. Be a darling and call me a cab'. 

But before she left she extracted my promise to attend her wedding. 'You have to be the first guest to arrive and leave only after I have left with Mohan otherwise I will send the baraat (Bridegroom's party) back' she threatened. 

This is all I knew when Kala called me. 

On Friday as promised Nisha was back. As usual she was impatient to fuck. 'Not yet my little one first you tell me about Mohan and your marriage. 

She took my cock in her hand and said, 'Okay. Mohan is tall like you, he is well built like you but he is much handsomer than you are and if his laurda is as big as your cock then I will I be in heaven'. 

'If it is not' I asked jokingly. 'Then I will have be to be happy with him here on earth' she said and laughed. 

'You met him for the first time only the other day and you are already in love with him' I said. 

She laughed merrily, 'Met him for the first time? Who told you this? I have known Mohan all my life and been in love with him for half of it. Have you forgotten that he is my childhood sweetheart'. 

Her answer came as a complete surprise to me. 'What? I said 'You never spoke about him in the last two years'. 

'Hum chudai kar rahe hain tau iss ka matlab yeh tau nahin ki meri koyi bhi secret nahin hai (We are fucking this does not mean that I have no secrets). Haven't I been a good girl up till now? Don't I deserve a fuck? Just a teeny weeny one, please. I will tell you whatever you want afterwards. Please' she said. 

I laughed and said, 'Sure why not'.

After a satisfying fuck I asked her to tell me more details. 

She said, 'Mohan's father and my father were business partners, neighbors and great friends. Mohan's father always said that he wanted me for his daughter. He even called me bahu (daughter in law). It was agreed between the families that I would marry Mohan. I was happy as I was in love with him. 

When I was fourteen Mohan's grandpa passed away and his father, after selling his share of the business to my father, moved to his hometown to look after the family business. Lady luck smiled on him. His business flourished and in few years he was a very rich man. At our end my father died. This did not improve our finances. At sixteen I decided that my dream of marrying Mohan would remain a dream. Therefore I shut Mohan out of mind and got along with my life. 

Two weeks ago my mother gave me a letter from Mohan's father reminding mother of the old promise and asking for my hand in marriage for Mohan. At first I was overjoyed. My childhood dream was coming true but soon this gave way to anger. What right did Mohan have to intrude in my well-settled and happy life? I did not know what to do. So I told mummy that I wanted to think it over. 

'What was there to think over? I asked. 

'I had to think about us and about the big one' she said kissing my cock. 

'What conclusion did you come to? I asked. 

'I told you already. I decided to marry Mohan' she said. 

'No what I mean is what you thought about us and the big one? I asked. 

'You won't understand. You are a man. Now do something manly for a change and fuck me' she said. 

She refused to explain her last remark and insisted that we make love. 

She kept visiting me and on each visit she would talk to my cock. She would take it in her hand and say, 'You are like a bumblebee. You love tasting the nectar of all the flowers in the garden. I am sorry but I have to go but don't fret my big one I will do something for you'. 

Despite my asking her what she was talking about she would say, 'Please keep out of this it is between the big one and me'. 

The last time she came was two days before her wedding. While leaving she again reminded me of my promise to attend her marriage. I said, 'I have been thinking. What am I to say if someone asks me how I know you? 'Kya main unhain bata sakta hoon ki main aapki beti ko do saal se chod raha hoon (Can I tell them that I been fucking your daughter for the last two years'. 'Personally I would not mind it but you can't say that they will have a heart attack. Just tell them that you are a friend of Cassie and she has invited you' she said. 

'Cassie? Who is Cassie?' I asked. 

'You don't know her? When I shook my head she added, 'She is my best friend'. 

'See you day after tomorrow. Byee' she said and left.

As promised at five sharp I reached Nisha's house. I was the first guest to arrive actually I was so early that arrangements for the wedding were still not complete. I stood out like a sore thumb. 

An elderly gentleman approached me, 'I am Nisha's mama (uncle- mother's brother). Do I know you?' 

'No sir. My name is Saheb Sahebji. Cassie asked me to come' I replied. 

'Oh I see you are dear Cassie's friend' he said. Before I could say anything I heard Nisha shouting, 'Mamu it is all right. He is Cassie's guest'. I turned around and saw Nisha running towards us with a very pretty girl in tow. The gentleman smiled and left us three together. 

'Thank you for coming big one' she said. 'My pleasure little one. Won't you introduce me to my lovely host? I asked smiling. 

'Of course. The main reason I called you so early was to meet her. This is my best friend Cassie and Cassie this is the big one' she said. 

I looked at Cassie. She was a real beauty. She was much prettier than Nisha. She was 5'6" tall and had short bobbed hair that suited her longish face. Her boobs were of the right size for her tall slim body. She had a marvelous figure. 'Pleased to meet you. My name is Saheb Sahebji' I said. 

I was not prepared for her reaction. Cassie's face became pale and then red and she stammered, 'S.. Sa.. Sahebji'. Nisha laughed at her discomfort and said, 'Yes my dear the very same Saheb Sahebji, my big one'. 

Slightly irritated I asked, 'What are you two girls talking about?' 

'I will tell you' Nisha said. 

'Please Nisha don't I beg of you' Cassie pleaded. 

Nisha said, 'Inhain kuch dinau main tau pata lag hee jayega (He will find out in a few days anyway'. 

'Inhain kaisse pata chalega? Cassie countered. 

'Jab big one tujhe chodega (When the big one fucks you)' Nisha replied laughing. 

Hearing Nisha talk about my fucking Cassie I got a hard on. It would really be nice if I could get to stick my cock into Cassie. I listened to them with a big bulge in my trousers.

Cassie said, 'Kaun keheta hai ki big one mujhe chodega? (Who says that the big one will fuck me?)' 

Nisha pointing to herself said, 'Main keheti hoon. Then pointing to my big bulge 'big one bhi chahata hai (Big one also wants to)'. Cassie looked at my bulge and blushed. 'Aur hum dono ki shadi ke baad big one ko chodene ke liye bhi tau koyi choot chahiye (And the big one will need a cunt to fuck after we both are married'. 

Cassie said, 'Both? You and who else?' 

With a straight face Nisha replied, 'Kala aur main (Kala and me)'. 

Kala's name brought me out of my dream world, shocked I said, 'What do you know about Kala?' 

Cassie asked, 'Now who is this Kala and what has she to do with this all?' 

Nisha turned to me and snapped, 'Everything! More than you can imagine' then turning to Cassie she said, 'Kala is some girl big one was fucking on the side since last one year and the problem is that she is also getting married today'. 

Cassie was shocked, 'You knew Sahebji was screwing another girl and you still went to him. You must be mad'. 

'Yes I am mad. When I found out about Kala I checked the big one out he looked the same, tasted the same and felt the same. Kala was not taking anything away from me. I didn't own him but I liked being with the big one so I went to him again and again'. 

'So this is what she was doing that day' I thought. 

'How did you find out about Kala?' Cassie asked. 

'I read her letters' Nisha replied without batting an eye. 

Cassie said, 'What? You read his private correspondence? Shame on you Nisha'. 

With tears in her eyes Nisha said, 'You say nothing when he lures me to his flat, takes my virginity and fucks me day in and day out making my sweet little choot as big as a railway tunnel but when I read his lousy letters you reprimand me'. 

Cassie said, 'Now Nisha that is not fair. You told me that you forced Sahebji to take you to his flat. It was you who begged him to deflower you. You went back to him time and again to get fucked on your own free will. If your choot is now as big as a railway tunnel then you have yourself to blame for it'. 

'Okay, my mother you are right but this is no time to get too technical about it' Nisha said and laughed. Her tears disappeared as quickly as they had appeared. 

Then turning to me Nisha said, 'Big one believe me when I found out about Kala I was very unhappy. You made me cry for three whole nights. I had planned to marry you but then I realized that the big one likes to taste the nectar of all the flowers in the garden and is not satisfied with just one. Once married to you I could not have tolerated sharing you with anyone else. I wanted you to be happy. Therefore when Mohan's proposal came I agreed to marry him'. 

Thinking back I remembered her mumbling about bumblebee etc.

'Darling Cassie you have told me hundreds of time how you missed fucking that is why I am telling you to get together with him. You will enjoy his big lund it make you feel like a virgin again. You also want to get married. The big one is very lucky. See he fucked Kala and me and we both are getting married. I am serious. I have your best interests at heart. I am not only your best friend but we are also sisters in a sense as we both lost our virginity in the same bed'. 

This was not true. Blaming me for screwing Kala I could take, as it was true but Cassie no way was I going to be the fall guy. 'Hey back off little one, main Cassie se aaj paheli baar mila hoon. Maine isski choot nahin phardi (I have met Cassie today for the first time. I did not take her virginity' I protested. 

Nisha laughed and said, 'Of course we know you didn't do it. Do you remember having lent your flat to your friend Ramu?' 

'Yes I remember but what has Cassie got to do with it' I asked perplexed. 

Nisha giggled, 'Everything. You see Cassie was the girl Ramu took to your flat'. 

Things were getting clearer. I looked at Cassie. She was blushing prettily. 

'Nisha tell me out of all the men in this world, what stroke of fate brought you and Sahebj together? Cassie asked changing the subject. 

Nisha replied grandly, 'What has fate got to do with it? Nisha makes her own kismet. My dear it was all planned. Three months after you left town I rang up the telephone number you had given to me and asked to talk to Ramu...'

'B..b..but you knew that Ramu was not in town'. 'Of course I knew. I was curious to find out what kind of man would let his friend take the virginity of my best friend and then leave her. We had a long chat. I found him very interesting. I met him. You already know what happened afterwards. The only thing I had not planned on was loosing my virginity but on that fateful afternoon my curiosity took over and when I came back to my senses I was no longer a virgin. I enjoyed what had happened and decided to make the best of it. I have no regrets. Enough talk about the past. Big one, talk to Cassie. I am sure you would love to stick your big laurda into Cassie's choot. She also loves to fuck'. 

Before we could say a word Nisha looked at her watch and said, 'Friends I must fly. I have to shower and get ready. Cassie please come in soon and help me get dressed' and left. She stopped half way and shouted, 'Cassie, think over my proposal. Another thing I will teach you how to cook 'tandoori murgha' you will love it. See you' and was gone. 

Left alone Cassie said, 'What did she mean by cooking tandoori murgha?' 

'It would be better if you ask her to explain' I replied solemnly. Cassie wanted to know the latest news about Ramu. We chatted about Ramu till she had to go to help Nisha.

Two hours later Nisha came out all decked up. She was looking devastatingly beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off her. 'She is looking very pretty isn't she?' I heard Cassie say. 




Kala, The Single Mother



'Yes ravishingly beautiful, ravishingly beautiful' I sighed. 

'I hope Nisha will be happy' I said. 

Cassie said, 'Sahebji don't worry about her. She will be happy. Nisha has the ability to shut her mind to anything unpleasant and continue to enjoy what she likes. I have also met Mohan several times. Mohan is a good man and madly in love with Nisha. He will make sure that she is happy. So don't worry'.

Marriage ceremony over, Nisha was saying goodbye to her family. Suddenly she saw Cassie and me standing in the background. She ran to Cassie and embraced her. Both cried. Then she embraced me and whispered it my ear, 'Goodbye big one. It was lovely as long as it lasted. Go after Cassie, I know she wants you and don't you forget that her ass hole cherry is still intact'. Before I could utter a single word she had left with Mohan.

'May I drop you home? I asked Cassie. 

When we were in the car Cassie asked, 'What was Nisha whispering?' I laughed, 

'You know her. The same theme of the evening'.

Would you like to know if Cassie and I get together? Yes? Then read 'Taming of Roma'. Coming soon on this site.

Hi readers did you enjoy this episode about how my relationship with Nisha came to an end? Yes? No? Write and tell me at sahebji70@yahoo.com. I would love to hear from you. I am waiting. Thanks. Take care. Sahebji 

REMEMBER NO CASUAL SEX WITHOUT PROTECTION. HELP FIGHT AIDS.



Kala's Quiet Night In



"A great night this is turning out to be" she said to herself as she walked down the marble floored corridor to her apartment.

She rummaged in her clutch bag for the door key, not paying any attention to the surroundings, and why should she, she lived here.

Other things were on her mind, firstly, the phone call from Gray saying he could not make it tonight as he had been seconded into a major meeting with clients because the boss had been otherwise engaged.

Yeah, engaged alright, to that tramp of a secretary he had been shagging for the past few months.

So, because of this, her special birthday night meal and night out had been flushed down the plug-hole.

Gray knew exactly where he stood which was "in deep shit" as she recalled cursing down the phone and then cutting him off mid sentence.

"Where the hell is that door key" she said at the same time dropping her clutch bag on the shiny marble floor.

She bent down to pick it up a little too fast and she suddenly became slightly dizzy and just managed to grab hold of the door handle to steady her.

"Christ sake" she fumed, but then again, she should not have had that bottle of wine to herself in the lobby bar.

But hell, why not, she was supposed to have a night out and she "fucking well would have one", even if she was her only company.

As she regained her composure, she caught a glimpse of her self in the walled mirrors that lined the corridor, and apart from her glazed red eyes, she didn't half look good for a 43 year old and certainly got many jaw dropping looks from the younger men she glided past on her way to the salon everyday.

Even from that cocky hunk at the bar trying to give her his best chat up lines, bless him, he'd have shot his load in his pants by the time he recovered from her first mouth fucking kiss with her enormously snake like tongue.

She nearly did give him the chance, but then her angelic side got hold of her and told her to stop behaving like a selfish whore and that she had better get upstairs to her room before she did something she would regret.

The hunk was already half cocked as he sat at the bar beside her, looking her over in her little white number with slits up the side which where showing off her white stocking tops, especially when she sat crossed legged. She was sure he gulped when he caught a glimpse of her orange cami-knickers, which matched her orange half cupped bra and high heels.

At one point she deliberately put her hand on his shoulder and whispered some utter girly bollocks in his ear, just so he could look down her top and she her wrinkled nipples popping above her bra.

When he put his hand on her smooth silky leg and tried to move it up under her skirt she knew it was time to stop playing games and get out of this playful situation.

Without warning or a word she picked up her bag and trotted off to the ladies, but as soon as she was around the corner she slipped into the elevators and back to her apartment.

Well it killed an hour or so, and serves Gray right, the bastard.

She found the key, opened the door and walked into the room.

The lights came on automatically and were on the "dimmed" setting which bathed the apartment in a soft glow.

The door shut silently behind her.

Then she heard a noise behind her, "was that footsteps"? in the room!

She didn't have time to turn.

Strong arms were across her chest, and a large hand clamped swiftly, but not too hard across her mouth.

She tried to let out a scream but all that came out was a whimper.

"Shut your fucking mouth bitch and you won't get smacked about" was the word she heard, spoken in a low gruff voice.

The man tightened his grip on her and pulled her closer, to him.

She knew he was tall and strongly built, just as she liked them.

"Leave me alone" she thought of saying, but her mouth had become instantly dry and no word came out.

That wine went down too quickly and she felt parched, which was good as it would give this guy the feeling that she was startled and taken aback.

"You do as I tell you and you'll be safe, but if you try to scream or run or do anything stupid and you'll regret it" he said into her right ear.

She could feel his face close to hers, feel his heavy breathing.

She could smell him, her senses were on overload.

She could smell his cologne, Jesus Christ, it was gaultier, why the fuck would she want to recognise that at this time.

"I'm going to let you free, but one smart move and you will wake up with a nasty headache, do you understand me" he said.

She nodded feebly, playing the game

"Do not attempt to turn around, you hear me slut" he growled.

She nodded acceptance of the fact.

"slut!" she thought, that was new.

What do I do now, she thought, do I try to make a run for the bathroom across the way and lock myself in?

No chance of running in these heels.

She became aware of cold beads of sweat running down her back and chest, the wine? or was she getting into this.

"Drop your bag" he said, and she did instantly.

"Walk towards the window" he said and prodded what felt like a cylindrical tube into the small of her back.

"Oh fuck, was that a gun, what was he going to do"

She moved forward on unsteady legs and almost fell, but swiftly he grabbed the back of her dress and steadied her.

He pushed her until she was a few feet away from the floor to ceiling windows which overlooked the main park.

She could see his outline reflected in the window but not any distinguishing features to recognise, the bloody dimmed lights caused that.

"Put your arms above your head" he said.

She raised the slowly, clasping her hands together.

She felt his hands upon her shoulders, and she jerked in repulsion.

"Hold it right there you whore, don't go getting any clever ideas".

He lifted one hand and grasped the zipper and slowly pulled it down towards her ass.

She gulped as she felt the dress begin to slide down her body until it rested in a crumpled heap around her ankles.

"Step out of it now and stand with your legs apart. And keep your arms raised" he commanded.

She shuffled, not wanting to loose her balance and stood there wondering what he wanted next.

He said nothing, and she could sense his leering eyes wandering over her entire body.

She was right; he was admiring the figure before him, tanned skin, glistening with cold sweat. The orange cammy knickers gripping her curvy arse cheeks, the white hold up stockings showing off the exquisite curves right down to her petite ankles and those orange high heels.

With her arms above her head, her arse was pert and because her legs were apart he could make out the mound of her cunt flaps, jutting out inside her knickers.

He became rigid immediately.

He took a step backwards and without a sound undid the zipper of his trousers and shook them off, and then quickly stepped out of his boxers.

Then lastly he removed his shirt.

All the while she stood there silently, feeling vulnerable and alone, or so he thought.

She heard a mechanical sound and suddenly there was a flash, which caused her to jolt and she became blinded by it.

"Shit, shit, and shit she thought", this crazy bastard is taking photos of me, what is he going to do next?. She did'nt want these posting on the usual "fuck my wife while i wank" websites.

"Don't do anything stupid bitch and you'll be ok" he said, his speech becoming a little stuttery and laboured; he was becoming intoxicated with desire.

He moved closer to her and then undid her bra and let it fall.

Her "d" cup 36's jutted out and he quickly pushed her up against the cold window.

She gasped at the cold .

Her face was flat against the window and her eyes were closed, she did not want to see this bastard, or give him any caused to inflict pain on her.

He stood right against her now, could feel his body pressing, almost crushing her.

He moved position slightly, and then she could feel something between her legs, pressing up against her knickers, against her cunt lips.

It felt long and fat and as hard as iron.

She then realised it was his cock, jutting between her.

"Please, no she whimpered, please I'll give you money, please no" she was good at this.

"Cool it bitch, you'll give me what I want when I want it or you'll be fucking very sorry now shut the fuck up"

She bit hard on her bottom lip, trying to stop herself from laughing out loud.

She was sweating profusely now; she could feel it rolling down her back, her legs and her tits.

"Lower your arms, now, and reach behind you".

She did.

"Put you're hands down lower and grab my cock, now, further that's it grab it with both hands"

She gripped his tool, oh Jesus, it was long and fat and ragingly stiff.

"Reach back some more and tug my balls" he slurred.

Her hands reached his tight sack and she could feel his balls, large as plums almost busting out his sack.

She knew she had to take control.

She started to rub his bollocks with one hand and stroke his shaft with the other, all the time his cock was being jarred from side to side against her Pussy lips.

He bit gently into her shoulder and nibbled.

She could still smell his gaultier cologne.

She focused on the smell, it was Gray's favourite.

She felt him begin to stand fully upright, which drove the length of his rigid shaft tighter against her pussy, she could feel her lips spreading apart.

He stepped away from her just enough to allow his huge tool pop into the ridge between her arse cheeks and small of her back.

He then began to jab his cock up and over her arse and shed could fell it slipping and gliding up and down as his man-juice leaked.

"Take your knickers off" he said.

She began to pull them down until they slipped off themselves.

"Bend down and pick them up and give them to me" he ordered.

She did this and reached behind her and he took them.

He then gripped her arse with one hand and with the other began rubbing her knickers on her pussy; at times his fingers pushed the knickers into her hole.

She clenched her teeth loudly to give him the impression that she was realising the horror of being violated.

He then brought the knickers up to her face and told her to open her mouth and then began to stuff them in, not all the way but enough to gag her.

There she stood, naked, in orange high heels, orange knickers gagging her.

He took hold of the back of her hair and led her to the sofa.

It was a large black leather corner affair with an open ended settee which looked almost like a small bed.

Bend over and put your hands down.

She did, and there she was bent over, in position ready to have his huge throbbing tool jammed up her dry cunt.

Flash!

"Fuck" she said out loud, surprised.

Slap! she felt a stinging on her right buttock.

"I fucking told you to shut it" he snarled.

"I'm, I'm sorry I wasn't expecting..."

She didn't finish the sentence as at that moment she felt him move against her and his cock was thrust deep into her cunt.

It slipped in, it was not dry, and the sick fuck had applied some lube while he picked up his camera.

Her knees buckled at the shock and weight of his thrusting into her.

Her cunt was being reamed by a huge girth; she had never been fucked by anything so large and wide.

Hands gripped her ass cheeks and pulled them open; all the while she was being pummelled by this jack-hammer of a cock.

He was looking at her puckered ring-piece.

He parted her cheeks further and her arse-hole began to open slightly.

He could see that she was not an ass-virgin, but knew that she hadn't been fucked up there regularly, which was good, as she would fit like a glove.

She could feel every vein along his length now that her pussy had relaxed around his shaft.

She even noticed that his head was like a plum, it was massive.

It almost made a popping sound as he drove it in and out, deliberately.

She could not stand up any further and collapsed onto the sofa.

She felt his weight on top of her, she could not move and her face was buried deep into the leather.

His hand gripped her shoulders and he fucked her hard, very hard.

He was bucking, thrusting, dogging and sweating heavily.

Then suddenly he jumped up off of her.

Thank god she whimpered to herself.

She was raw inside; she could feel his length pushing against her stomach onto the leather sofa.

Flash!

She did not jolt this time, just lay there face down, sweating and burning.

She heard a rustling and tearing sound.

Then he was on her again, but he didn't slip it in, he just glided the tool between her ass cheeks, could feel his tight bulging balls rest against her pussy lips.

Focus, Gaultier, Gray,

A hand slid underneath her and found her clit, and it was wet.

Not wet with she-cum, wet with the lube he had used.

His fingers rubbed and probed and folded her lips.

He still slid his shaft along her cheek ridge.

Rubbing became harder now, and two fingers were being slipped inside her.

He pulled her up to raise her from laying completely flat, she responded and raise her ass into the air, ready for better penetration.

Focus, Gaultier, Gray, Gray standing there watching.

Watching his wife being reamed by a big stud with a fucking huge stiff tool.

"Now" she mumbled, "now you dumb fucker" she said breathlessly

She had let her guard down, sick, sick, sick she cursed herself.

Gaultier, Gary, focus she commanded herself.

Hands were sliding into her pussy from behind now, fingers probing downwards to find her G spot, thumb on clit, rubbing hard, fingers flicking inside.

Then she felt a tongue jab at her ass-hole, stab, stab, lick.

Thumb on clit, 3 fingers inside, her pussy widening, G-spot rising.

4 fingers now, tongue forcing into her dark place.

Gaultier.

She raised her buttocks.

He felt her cunt muscles relax further.

In went the full hand

"OHHH, OHHH, NNNG, NNNOO NOOOOOO....

"Hands, now" he growled furiously.

Automatically, without hesitation she reached behind her, gripped her own arse cheeks and pulled them right apart.

She always did this when Gray commanded, it was crazy but she was getting shagged in ways she was used to.

Her arse hole gaped.

He was still fisting her cunt.

She could feel her stomach bulging outward.

His left hand thumb plunged into her starfish, right up to the hand knuckle.

She emitted a throaty gurgle.

Her cunt was being punched.

Her dark hole was full of a fat thumb which was twisting and flicking and wriggling around.

She started bucking against his fist.

She was fucking his fist.

She juddered and bucked.

She was using her arms to push against his fist even harder, her arse raised perfectly to allow the best route deep into her insides.

Out came the fist.

She gasped

Out was ripped the thumb

Another whimper

Stretched was her bum-hole as his cock slid in like a hydraulic ram.

The full 9 inches, right to the hilt, his tight iron hard balls slapping against her lips.

He rammed her hard.

She jammed her arse against him.

She impaled herself onto his weapon.

She let out a deep Groan.

He gripped her ass, jammed like a stallion into her deepness and spat involuntarily over her back whilst he released his mans-milk into her passage.

Spurt, pant, spurt spurt.

She was filled up.

Then he was out.

Stood up and frantically dressing.

She was quivering from the multiple orgasms she was still having.

Then she felt something warm and slinky land upon her back.

Heard something flutter and land close to her face.

Flash!

She didn't care; she was too delirious to care.

Another couple of objects landed close by.

Then she felt his hand open her ass cheek and something was placed between them.

Her eyes were wide open now.

She was re-gaining full control of her senses.

She became rigid, was still laying on her stomach, face sideways in a pool of sweat.

"That was non-refundable" she heard him say.

"Here, I think you had better answer this"

A mobile phone was ringing; it was next to her leg.

She heard the door open and close.

The phone was still ringing.

She reached down and grasped it and at the same time felt the warm thing slip off and fall against her tummy.

Looking down she saw a durex, half full of cum.

"Hello" she said gingerly.

"aramis or Gaultier"

"What "she replied

"Aramis or Gaultier"

She recognised the voice, it was Gray.

"Oh Gray, Gray, I've been, I've..."

She couldn't say the words

Then she clicked on what he said and whispered "Gaultier"

"Good choice" he said.

She suddenly sat upright, and then felt the object between her ass cheeks.

She pulled it out; it was a small card, a business card.

It took a few moments for her to read under the dim lights

"You've just been fucked to order"

"Please recommend us to your friends"

"Discounts for gangbangs"

She dropped the card and felt around for the other items.

They were the Polaroid's of her that he took, then she looked at the bursting durex, then the calling card again.

"Happy birthday" said Gray.

"Look, Kala, I have to go now, meeting is about to start, I'll call you morning your time, love you".

Then he was gone.

Kala lay there, dumb founded looking at the photos.

"What in Christ sake has just happened"?

She had wanted a birthday surprise, but didn't imagine something as heart-stopping as that.

The phone rang again, it was Gray.

"Babe, just a quick one, I'm away again next week so I'll have some guys call around to fix the internal CCTV system"

"What, when, what, what do you mean fix the CCTV, it's not broken" she said.

"I know it isn't, but I want them to test it with you there, just make sure your wearing the red PVC gear I bought you last week, Bye"

Once again, she lay there absently gazing around the room, not believing she had been through this.

Then she began to wind down and it was whilst she was trying to take it all in that she looked out of the windows and she could see the silhouette of her outline against the window when HE was pressing hard against her.

Her body sweat had left a good outline of her upper body; she could see her face cheek marks and best of all her stomach and tits, even the marks her nipples had made.

She chuckled.

Gray won't know of this and she'll make sure every time they fuck in this room, that its doggy style and she'll be looking at her own image and remembering the most sensual fuck she ever had.

That's a bit of payback.

And, that twisted husband will get a surprise when he opens his brief case at next weeks meeting when a Johnny full of anther mans spunk flops onto the table......



Kala's Teasing Ass



First let me tell you a bit about ourselves. My name is Kurt. I am 5'9" tall with a closely shaven head. I pride myself in my ability to keep my body toned, but I am by no means a gym rat. As my love of my life, my wife, Kala has measured many times before, my cock is 7.5" long when fully hard with a nice engorged bulbous mushroom head.

My love, my companion, Kala is smoking hot. She is a fiery 5'4" petite brunette with incredible perky 32C tits. Oh, and how could I forget her amazing taught ass that one could bounce a quarter off of it's so firm. 

Because of her incredible hotness, I have learned to tolerate her bitchiness and her demands. Kala has one of the most domineering personalities of anyone I have ever met. She tells me what she wants, and expects to get her way. 

Kala and I both have a voracious sexual appetite. There are few precious days when my rock hard cock isn't unloading buckets of hot cum into her tight pussy. 

Kala and I have talked about me fucking her perfect rosebud asshole before. She has teased me by entertaining the thought, and getting me worked up for it, only to deny me when it was time. Although it has become a habit that before I fill her pussy that I slap her across each ass cheek as she coos with enjoyment. 

This has been my plan all along to combat her bitchiness. I have been subtly planting the seeds for Kala's anal training. From the first time I laid eyes on her ass, I have wanted to bury my cock into it. I needed to make her want me to fuck her in the ass, and love it. Then she would expect it, and I would deny her the anal satisfaction until I was ready. She would need to beg for it, and get it up the ass when I was satisfied. 

...

A few weeks back, I was sprawled out on the couch watching some sports show when Kala entered the living room without saying a word. She stood in front of me, dropped to her knees and began tearing at my shorts to get my cock out. I had no problem assisting her. Without saying a word, my cock disappeared down her throat and became fully hardened as she sucked me off. 

Just as I was about to unleash my load, Kala stopped, and removed my cock from her mouth. She looked at me and said, "Kurt, I have been doing a lot of thinking and reading and I think I'm ready to let you fuck my ass!"

Before I could say a word, she took my engorged cock into her mouth once again, and sucked me until I unloaded hot spurts of cum down her throat. 

After regaining some consciousness, we discussed exactly what we wanted to do. Kala wanted to spend two weeks training and preparing her ass for my cock. During that time the only sexual play that would occur would be the training each day after work. We also agreed that no solo masturbation should take place. 

With our plan set, I went down to the local sex toy shop and to gather all the necessary training supplies I was instructed to acquire. First, I got a big bottle of our favorite lube. I then got an anal training kit. The kit consisted of increasingly large butt plugs. I also got and an inflatable butt plug as well. The final item I acquired was a set of anal balls. 

The first day of our training would not consist of any toy use. When Kala got home from work on Monday I had a towel laid out on the bed, some soothing music playing in the background and some scented candles lit. Kala offered up an impassioned kiss, stripped down and laid face down on the towel. I then massaged her back and legs saving her ass for last.

Upon reaching her ass, I slowly needed each firm cheek. I then ran my fingers gingerly up and down the furrow of her ass. As my fingers approached her perfect pink rosebud I looked down to see her beautiful pink pussy glistening with its sweet nectar. 

I then got the lube and squirted a dollop on Kala's asshole. I saw her reach for her pussy, but gently reminded her of our arrangements. I then placed the tip of my index finger against her asshole and applied slight pressure without entering. 

I let Kala adjust to the pressure for a minute or so before pressing my finger slowly into her incredibly tight hole. Kala's body shuddered with the intrusion but motioned for me to keep going. Within a few minutes my entire finger was seated in her as. I slowly began to twist my finger around inside her ass, applying gentle pressure to loosen up her ass.

Just then an intense orgasm rode through her body. I removed my finger, laid next to Kala, kissed her, and cuddled until we showered for dinner. As we cuddled we discussed in detail what Kala liked and didn't like about what I had done. This discussion is an extremely important part of the training to ensure that when it is finally time for my cock to enter my lover's ass, it will be the most intimate and incredibly pleasurable experience for both of us.

The second day started out exactly as the first day did. After fingering Kala's ass and working her into an intense orgasm, it was time to try out the first plug. The beginning plug was only slightly larger than my index finger. Before applying a generous amount of lube to the plug, I had Kala turn her head towards me as I stood next to her. I then proceeded to insert the plug into my mouth, and slowly pull the plug from my mouth to symbolize the new connection this experience would bring us.

I then returned to my position behind Kala's ass, applied a generous heaping of lube into the neon pink plug, and pressed it gently against Kala's incredible pink rosebud. As I did this, Kala reached back and parted her ass slightly with her hands to assist in taking the plug. I think my cock got its hardest right then watching the love of my life open herself to me.

As I began to push the plug into Kala's ass, she began to ever so slightly arch her back, allowing even easier access to her ass. It did not take long for the 5" plug to slip fully into her ass. 

Kala then said to me, "Oh, Kurt, that feels amazing! I don't know if I'll be able to take your huge cock, but I want to try so badly!"

"I want to be in you so badly right now!" I replied. "It will be all the more special and wonderful of an experience once we complete the training regimen."

Kala attempted to offer up a reply, but I could tell she was building to another intense orgasm, so I began to gently turn and remove and reinsert the plug. This action combined with me slowly needing her left ass cheek with my left hand sent her into orbit. I wanted to badly to stroke my throbbing cock as I watched the pleasure fill Kala's body.

As with the day before, we cuddled and kissed before showering making our way to the kitchen for dinner.

The remainder of the week started out the same way, but each day a butt plug was introduced into her ass, starting with the smallest and progressing to the largest. We also worked on increasing the intensity of the insertion along with how long Kala was able to keep each plug seated in her ass.

Friday was the last day of training for week one. The toy of choice was the Pink Pummeler Ass Pounder. A beautiful neon pink 5" diameter rippled butt plug. This plug brought the most intense full feeling and the most intense orgasms Kala has had all week.

After Kala had her third orgasm of the night, we cuddled and spooned again. However, today we agreed that I could keep my rock solid cock pressed firmly between Kala's incredible ass cheeks. I could have cum right there without any further stimulation other than the feeling of the love of my life's perfect ass cradling my cock. 

Week two's story to continue next...