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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
Hi people, I am priyanka. Born and brought up in delhi. I come from a very rich family, punjabi. I am the only daughter of my parents, present age 18. Most of my childhood was encompassed with the visions of my parents or the lack of their presence (daddy busy with business and mom with kitty parties) and to compensate the lack of good and loving parenting, my papa gave me everything I wanted – money, credit cards, cars and what not. Well u could define me as the classic rich spoilt brat and daddy’s pet. My mom never really took interest in my upbringing but after I turned 16, she took up the shape of a devil in human form and her sole motive in life became to protect my virginity at all costs. I sometimes feel that she gradually became stinking jealous of my lithe 32/24/32 figure and striking beauty. She made my life hell and I wanted to get out the situation as fast as I could.
My only solace in my mother infested life was sudhir ji, my 32 year old private tutor, teaching me economics. He used to come during the afternoon, when the streets outside used to look like windswept deserts under the april delhi sky, through my cold air-conditioned window. The smell of his sweat, his shirt clinging to his muscular body made me tighten up my thighs to prevent the wetness seeping down my legs and made me pant like a bitch in heat. He realized what I was going through and obviously, it showed in my eyes. I simply couldn’t hide the animal passion and my desire for him.
I hoped that one day he would take me in his arms like a crazy bull in full heat, tear off my clothes, kiss me till he draws blood from my lips. I wanted him to take me between his strong legs and I dreamt of nothing else other than to take his huge cock in my mouth and worship it as my god. The only thing I wanted is to kiss and suck his cock with long loving strokes of my tongue while he hold my long flowing hair tightly in his hand while stroking my naked boobs so that I can reach ecstasy in orgasm and make him cum in my mouth and I would joyously drink his cum. I wanted him to ravish me on my bed so that I could be a woman instead of a girl.
Sudhirji was very well aware of my animal feelings and he took total advantage of the fact and of the teenage hormones raging in my 18 year old body. When my mother is in the house, he would scold me for no reason, humiliate me as if I am a ten year old kid and would treat me like dirt. Sometimes when my mom came into the room (I think to ogle at sudhirji) he would complain about my lack of interests in studies and would say “ at this age, you should study and study only.
I feel that u are getting interested in other aspects of life more than your studies”. And saying that he would cast a knowing look at my mother. He did this on purpose knowing fully well from experience that this much complaint would lead to a solid slapping session from my mother. He did it on purpose so that the next day he would take pleasure from seeing my bruised cheeks, my red eyes and would pat and cuddle me and make me want him more and more. Every time I went forward to kiss him, he would roughly shove me away but again go on petting me and touching my sweet boobs over my t shirt.
I loved and hated sudhirji for making me love and hate with all my soul. I was tormented and tortured by him everyday and suddenly one day luck smiled on me. It was the monsoons and most of our domestic helps and been away in their respective villages for cultivating their crops. My uncle who lives in chittaranjan park suddenly had a heart attack and by the twist of fate I found myself all alone in the house. Sudhirji came. The last time he came was his scolding day as mom was in the house and I knew that today he would be in a mood to coddle me.
I had already dressed myself up in the most sexiest g string top I had. It had a revealing low cut hem, which showed the whiteness of my heaving mounds.
The barely visible strings showed off my beautiful shoulders where I hoped he would kiss me first. The flimsy fabric of the tee shirt clearly showed the protrusion of my young nipples. The touch of the fabric on my nipples made me wet and felt my juice slide down my inner thighs. It sent me into a dizzy of organisms thinking of what will happen when his lips and tongue would touch and caress my nipples for the first time. Needles to say, I did not wear a bra. There is no need for any wastage of time. Along with my g string tee shirt I wore the shortest mini ever invented, you know the type, which are worn by girls to show off their panties rather than hide it.
I sat cross -legged on the bed waiting for him to enter my room. I was afraid that he would hear the thud thud of my heart and would realize how nervous I was. He entered. For an instance I saw the gleen registering in his eyes on seeing me in my outfit. He regained composure in a second, that bastard. “what are you doing on the bed? Come to the table, we have to study”, he drawled. “that’s what I am doing sir, I am ready today, teach me”. I could barely recognize my voice. I was beyond understanding. The very scent of his manliness in my room, his very presence made my panty dripping wet. Oh god, he was feet away from me and I had I feeling that I was about to burst in the estacy of orgasm.
Sudhirji looked at me for an instant and before I understood, he jumped at me and both of us fell on my waterbed, his very weight crushing me. I could feel stiff manhood through his jeans, throbbing on the naked skin of my legs. We kissed. He was an animal like I thought he would be. He found it fun to hurt me. His lips bit into mine and he sucked them like he would suck up my very life force. I could feel his teeth tearing into my mouth. His hands pressed against my body, he was mauling my legs, he caught hold of my back in a fierce grip and pulled me towards him with all his might while his body weight was crushing me beneath him. “yes sudhirji, take me, love me, hurt me, ravish me, I am yours. Do anything u want.” My mind wanted to say so many things. But I could only manage to moan, moan and moan. The very rhythm of our grating bodies made me want to die in pleasure.
Somewhere in between my tee shirt was ripped away from my body and I saw the animal joy in his eyes when he saw that I was not wearing any bra. I waited for the moment I had dreamt for so long. The moment when his lips would pluck my breasts and suck my nipples like honeydew. I wanted him now to be gentle. “please please darling be gentle, my breasts are yours to saviour, I wanted them to be yours for so long, please take them gently, they will be yours forever” I do not know whether he heard it or not. I do not know whether I said it or not for by that time, the only thing I felt in this universe was the touch of his tongue on my nipples. I heaved my breasts towards him and pulled him down with my hands. I caressed his hair, I moved my arm on his body and drank the scent of his manly sweat. I was ready to do anything for him anything.
I got up. Made him lie on the bed, feet on the ground. He was panting like a bull in full heat. I had a good mind to stop all this that moment just to punish him for torturing me all these months and all the beatings he made me get from my mom. I knew it would make him a horny crazy bull and would serve him right but I knew that I was only fooling myself. I needed him today.
I took off his jeans and his underwear and his huge manhood jumped up from the restraint of his undies like a angry hissing serpent and stood there rock erect. At last I saw my god. I looked at his huge cock and suddenly had a fear attack. That thing would go inside me !! God I would be torn apart. But some one inside me told me “priyu you bitch, you want to be torn apart”. I slid off my skirt. It was a joke really. A skirt that size does not need to be taken off. And then with a practiced hand, I stood erect, naked, in my panties, beads of perspiration on my heaving breasts, put my feet together and slid off my panties just like the girls do it in the movies. I heard it from a reliable source of my classmates that men go bonks on seeing a panty taken of in style and not just taken off. Sudhirji’s eyes told me it is true. Poor man, I better hurry, or his cock would burst. I slid between his legs and for the first time, held my god in my hands and slowly, very slowly kissed the top of his penis. I saw him shiver in estacy.
The musky manly smell of his penis made me crazy. I slid my mouth all over his cock and he groaned in pleasure. I was lifted from the ground by his manly arms and he plonked me on the bed. I was ready. I stretched my legs wide apart. He sat over me, his legs besides me and looked me into the eyes. “darling you are the first. You are going to take my virginity’’. I felt his penis on the tip of my enlarged labia. I was dripping wet. Now. “oh god is it going to hurt?” I could feel his penis entering me, pushing open the tight walls of my virgin vagina. I felt a sheer sensation of pain as if something ripped inside me. I clutched the bed sheets with my arms and my scream was stifled inside me as his mouth covered mine in a passionate kiss. The pain was unbearable. I left the bed sheets and embraced him with my hands hugging him as tightly as I could, wishing the pain would go away.
I felt is cock ramming inside me in a rocking rhythm and my hips started to move in symphony. I lost all idea of time and space. I could just feel the throbbing of his pulsating cock inside the walls of my ravished cunt and could feel the sweat dripping off his body on my face and boobs. Suddenly his rocking changed. He went into a frenzy, taking me with him. His grip crushed the very breath off me and I clung him with my legs and hands. He hammered me relentlessly, I opened my eyes and saw that his face was like a demon. I felt a change inside me, in unision we came. I felt his warm juice flowing inside me like the manna from the heavens. Gobs and gobs of his juice flowed inside me as I lay on the bed under him exhausted, ravished and a woman. He completed me.
Sir slid off me and lay besides me on the bed exhausted. He moved me to his cock and put my mouth on his cum and juice dripping cock. I wiped his cock clean. The combination of his cum and my juice made a strange taste. But I did what he wanted. After all he was my god.
Priyanka.
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