Reading regularly the stories published in the blog of HD, I thought I should try to put one of my own experiences. It may look odd, but please see it from my angle and judge me. I am Ann, 26, mother of two children 6 and 4 going to the school. My husband working in a bank has some audit duties to do and hence his comings and goings are very unpredictable. We are staying in a cluster of apartments in a suburb in a flat in the fourth floor. It is an isolated flat and in the normal case it is very difficult to find the flat.
But the interior is very comfortable with two self contained bed rooms. One big advantage is that vendors seldom come to our flat. My children go to school in the morning and return only in the evening by 4 pm. If there is any spl class, they may be delayed say upto 6 pm.
I had some friends in the neighborhood who had similar inconveniences like me, husband going away for work for long intervals depriving us the regular family life. Sometimes we meet to exchange notes. Once children leave for the school, all my household work will be over. cleaning the house and the clothes will be done by a parttime sweeper.
My parttime sweeper comes late in the evening and completes the work. During day time I have no work except watch TV, browse computers, check mails, watch porno videos etc. But without husband at home watching porno video is a waste. I call on my neighbor, Mala and chitchat with her.
One day in the morning I had an unexpected visitor, Abdul, a Kashmere youth selling carpets, door mats etc. At the first reaction I told him I don't need any carpets. But he insisted that I should just see his ware, whether I buy or not. He said this is the first house he has called on since morning and requested me not to turn him down.
Somehow I was impressed by his looks and allowed him to enter the house and open his bundle. Just around 20, Abdul looked very fair, lean and handsome. His movements were graceful, Clad in just shirt and a pyjama with a cap on his head, He spoke only Urdu. I could recollect some of the language Urdu which I learnt when I spent my early childhood in Delhi.
I was not that fluent as the occasion demanded. He was spreading the carpets on the floor. I was not looking at the carpets but just at him. My mind roamed into some sinful thoughts. If his hands and neck was so fair how fare his tool would be. He is so young he would not have had any sexual experience at all. His innocent face was impressive. I asked whether he has had any breakfast.
Suddenly he stopped talking about carpets, looked at me and told me that he had no breakfast and he is waiting for his first sale to take place to eat something. I told him, wait, I will give you some breakfast, will you take? His face brightened and said certainly I will take and I am hungry.
I had some idlis left from the morning breakfast, I took a few of them in a plate with some chutney and brought it and asked him to come to the dining table and eat. I sat near him and was watching him eat. His long fingers were very daintily moving. I just felt like touching his hand. I was sitting on his left side and took his left hand and just felt the softness of his palm.
Abdul was taken aback. He stopped eating and was watching me. I told him, your fingers are very beautiful and don't stop eating, shall I bring you two more idlis. Abdul said he will take one more. He just gulped the idlis, washed his hand in the washbasin, gulped the tea and sat near me and took my hand in his. I was looking at him at close quarters.
His handsomeness was amazing. His skin texture, color and softness were impressive. I wanted to touch his face. Abdul was smiling and allowed me to touch his face. He removed his shirt and asked me whether he may use my bathroom and take bath. I said ok. He went inside my bathroom and closed the door. I wanted to enter the bathroom along with him and see him in naked form.
But I restrained myself. I was wondering at my own attitude. Abdul came out bare bodied in his pyjamas. He has some black hair in his chest and on his arms. His face and neck were very fair and beautiful. I just went near him and made him sit in my bed. Abdul was silently watching me smiling. I just wanted to hug him. He responded well and hugged me too.
I untied his pyjama strings and removed his pyjama and his undergarment was there. I pulled it down and looked at his cock which was in a shrunken condition. Surprisingly even his cock was fairer in colour. I did not know that much Urdu to transmit my ideas to him. He too did not try, but just watched smiling. He did not take any initiative to touch my body.
I took his cock in my hand and squeezed it. It was pulsating and was growing in size. Abdul got up and removed all his clothes. He was stark naked. I continued to manipulate his cock. It was growing very big. I had not seen a circumcised cock ever. This was magnificent, big and stout. I took it closer to my face and sniffed at it. I just planted a kiss on it.
Opening my mouth wide, I just put it in my mouth and sucked it. Abdul did not seem to know how to handle a lady in such a situation. I asked him, kabi kiya hai kya. Have you done before. He replied, na. He said he has never done it. I hurriedly removed my clothes. Lying in the bed, I asked Abdul to come on me on the top. Seeing my naked boobs and pussy, he was flabbergasted.
He obeyed me. I asked him to put his cock in my cunt. He was searching for the hole in the cunt. I was loosing patience. I just took his cock and placed it at the entrance of my fuckhole. I asked him to push it in. He did but it was too big to make an entry. I too felt the pain. Opening my legs wide, opening the pussy also wide I helped him to make the insertion. It went in slowly bit by bit.
My vaginal walls were tightly gripping his cock. It went in and further in and to those area where my husband could not reach. I felt a pleasurable fullness. He started his fucking slowly and every time he went in it went deeper. I kissed him on his cheeks. With one hand I was manipulating my clitoris to enhance my pleasue and I could feel that his cock length has not completely gone inside.
I was climbing new heights of pleasure. Each time he plunged his rod inside, I was getting nearer to my orgasm. My orgasm was lingering and was going high and down. It was a most pleasurable situation. Abdul continued to fuck. He was panting but was not tired. He went on pumping. I had my second big orgasm. I encircled my legs around him and pressed him down into me.
He had gone totally into me and was doing his fucking fine. Finally he sprayed his fluids into me. It came in spurts for a long time. He was fucking slowly. I told him to stop and pull out. Out fluids were flowing down into my bed and made a big pool. I rushed to the bathroom and cleaned my hole. His thick fluid was flowing continuously.
Somehow I cleaned and asked him to wash his tool and come out to the bed room. I hugged him and kissed him. He too kissed me and told me that it is the first time his doing it. He said he will come on the next day. He left carrying his bundle. It was a rare experience for me to be fucked by a kashmiri with a bundle to carry around to sell to his prospective customers. He promised to come on the following day also.I was waiting for him eagerly. Let me continue in the next post.
But the interior is very comfortable with two self contained bed rooms. One big advantage is that vendors seldom come to our flat. My children go to school in the morning and return only in the evening by 4 pm. If there is any spl class, they may be delayed say upto 6 pm.
I had some friends in the neighborhood who had similar inconveniences like me, husband going away for work for long intervals depriving us the regular family life. Sometimes we meet to exchange notes. Once children leave for the school, all my household work will be over. cleaning the house and the clothes will be done by a parttime sweeper.
My parttime sweeper comes late in the evening and completes the work. During day time I have no work except watch TV, browse computers, check mails, watch porno videos etc. But without husband at home watching porno video is a waste. I call on my neighbor, Mala and chitchat with her.
One day in the morning I had an unexpected visitor, Abdul, a Kashmere youth selling carpets, door mats etc. At the first reaction I told him I don't need any carpets. But he insisted that I should just see his ware, whether I buy or not. He said this is the first house he has called on since morning and requested me not to turn him down.
Somehow I was impressed by his looks and allowed him to enter the house and open his bundle. Just around 20, Abdul looked very fair, lean and handsome. His movements were graceful, Clad in just shirt and a pyjama with a cap on his head, He spoke only Urdu. I could recollect some of the language Urdu which I learnt when I spent my early childhood in Delhi.
I was not that fluent as the occasion demanded. He was spreading the carpets on the floor. I was not looking at the carpets but just at him. My mind roamed into some sinful thoughts. If his hands and neck was so fair how fare his tool would be. He is so young he would not have had any sexual experience at all. His innocent face was impressive. I asked whether he has had any breakfast.
Suddenly he stopped talking about carpets, looked at me and told me that he had no breakfast and he is waiting for his first sale to take place to eat something. I told him, wait, I will give you some breakfast, will you take? His face brightened and said certainly I will take and I am hungry.
I had some idlis left from the morning breakfast, I took a few of them in a plate with some chutney and brought it and asked him to come to the dining table and eat. I sat near him and was watching him eat. His long fingers were very daintily moving. I just felt like touching his hand. I was sitting on his left side and took his left hand and just felt the softness of his palm.
Abdul was taken aback. He stopped eating and was watching me. I told him, your fingers are very beautiful and don't stop eating, shall I bring you two more idlis. Abdul said he will take one more. He just gulped the idlis, washed his hand in the washbasin, gulped the tea and sat near me and took my hand in his. I was looking at him at close quarters.
His handsomeness was amazing. His skin texture, color and softness were impressive. I wanted to touch his face. Abdul was smiling and allowed me to touch his face. He removed his shirt and asked me whether he may use my bathroom and take bath. I said ok. He went inside my bathroom and closed the door. I wanted to enter the bathroom along with him and see him in naked form.
But I restrained myself. I was wondering at my own attitude. Abdul came out bare bodied in his pyjamas. He has some black hair in his chest and on his arms. His face and neck were very fair and beautiful. I just went near him and made him sit in my bed. Abdul was silently watching me smiling. I just wanted to hug him. He responded well and hugged me too.
I untied his pyjama strings and removed his pyjama and his undergarment was there. I pulled it down and looked at his cock which was in a shrunken condition. Surprisingly even his cock was fairer in colour. I did not know that much Urdu to transmit my ideas to him. He too did not try, but just watched smiling. He did not take any initiative to touch my body.
I took his cock in my hand and squeezed it. It was pulsating and was growing in size. Abdul got up and removed all his clothes. He was stark naked. I continued to manipulate his cock. It was growing very big. I had not seen a circumcised cock ever. This was magnificent, big and stout. I took it closer to my face and sniffed at it. I just planted a kiss on it.
Opening my mouth wide, I just put it in my mouth and sucked it. Abdul did not seem to know how to handle a lady in such a situation. I asked him, kabi kiya hai kya. Have you done before. He replied, na. He said he has never done it. I hurriedly removed my clothes. Lying in the bed, I asked Abdul to come on me on the top. Seeing my naked boobs and pussy, he was flabbergasted.
He obeyed me. I asked him to put his cock in my cunt. He was searching for the hole in the cunt. I was loosing patience. I just took his cock and placed it at the entrance of my fuckhole. I asked him to push it in. He did but it was too big to make an entry. I too felt the pain. Opening my legs wide, opening the pussy also wide I helped him to make the insertion. It went in slowly bit by bit.
My vaginal walls were tightly gripping his cock. It went in and further in and to those area where my husband could not reach. I felt a pleasurable fullness. He started his fucking slowly and every time he went in it went deeper. I kissed him on his cheeks. With one hand I was manipulating my clitoris to enhance my pleasue and I could feel that his cock length has not completely gone inside.
I was climbing new heights of pleasure. Each time he plunged his rod inside, I was getting nearer to my orgasm. My orgasm was lingering and was going high and down. It was a most pleasurable situation. Abdul continued to fuck. He was panting but was not tired. He went on pumping. I had my second big orgasm. I encircled my legs around him and pressed him down into me.
He had gone totally into me and was doing his fucking fine. Finally he sprayed his fluids into me. It came in spurts for a long time. He was fucking slowly. I told him to stop and pull out. Out fluids were flowing down into my bed and made a big pool. I rushed to the bathroom and cleaned my hole. His thick fluid was flowing continuously.
Somehow I cleaned and asked him to wash his tool and come out to the bed room. I hugged him and kissed him. He too kissed me and told me that it is the first time his doing it. He said he will come on the next day. He left carrying his bundle. It was a rare experience for me to be fucked by a kashmiri with a bundle to carry around to sell to his prospective customers. He promised to come on the following day also.I was waiting for him eagerly. Let me continue in the next post.
