He was looking at me with lust in his eyes. I’m talking about Ramesh Babu, the hero of my story with whom I used to have secret sex. I helped him to release his virginity to me.
Hi, I’m Sheetal. I’m 35 years fair skin girl, married with one daughter of 14 years. I’m slim and have nice lips that could kiss and melt any man. So, I’m working as secretary to Ramesh Babu. I am writing to express how he lost his virginity to me.
Babu is a 20-year-old virgin. He’s got porn on his laptop, mobile, and books. I’ve caught him stroking himself before his screen so many times. I too have some mixed feelings of sex as my young energetic body has not been touched for 5 long years. He’s a successful scriptwriter for films.
One day, it was pouring heavily. I reported working fully drenched in the pink saree. The saree clung to my body and my creamy figure was seen through its transparent material. I was wearing a lacy white bra and my thin pinhole navel was a center of attraction. Because of the wetness, my nipples poked through the blouse and the black tits was seen.
My hairs were wet and I pulled out a napkin from my purse to rub it dry. As I was rubbing, my freshly waxed armpits caught his attention. I made efforts to cover my Sunny Leone size boobs with the towel, but my navel could not get covered to his stares. I rushed into the washroom. His glare followed my round ass as I walked. In the washroom, I removed my saree to shake it dry. But what happened after that, I had not imagined in my dreams.
That day, we both were alone inside the cabin. My colleagues had messaged that they will be absent because of lack of transport facilities in Mumbai. Except for the watchman downstairs, no one was there.
Babu knocked on the door. I was wearing just my blouse and petticoat. I called out that I’m getting fresh, so it’ll take 5 minutes. He called to open the door. I opened and asked, “what?” He pushed gently and came inside. I turned my back and faced the huge mirror. He touched my waist or hips. I looked at him in the mirror. My wet blouse had become transparent and the dark nipples were seen thru the transparency. My cleavage was not deep, but the base erotic line made him go bonkers.
He pressed my hip and I yelled, “oyui sir.” His hand covered my mouth and he kissed my neck from behind.
The mood was electric. I turned around and our lips met. We hugged each other in a tight smooch. The saliva traveled from his mouth to mine, and my tongue pushed it away into his mouth. He swallowed and sucked both my lips into his. I allowed him to suck and enjoy the softness of my lips.
Then I bent down and unzipped his pants. Brought it down under his knees. His cock had an erection. I pulled down his underwear and saw his gigantic cock. The mouth of the cock was waiting to be peeled open and taken into my mouth.
I brought down the underwear which was keeping me away from his hardness. Holding it with both my hands I rubbed the whole length and touched it with my lips. “Oww. Hmmm, ” he moaned. I continued by licking it from bottom to top, and then from top to bottom. “Ow. Ow. Shit. Ow. Sheetal. Ow. Ah!” All the while his cock was getting harder and warmer. And thicker and redder.
I took it inside my mouth till it touched my throat and brought it out with a yank. Again I pulled it inside my cave and brought it out with a yank. “Aah. Sheetal. Oh maai. I love it. bahut maza.aaah. de. Aah. Sheetal. Waa. Aahm. Sheetal.”
I got up and removed my blouse. His cock was at 90 degrees. Then my hands went back and removed my bra. My tight nipples were free to be seen. I went down and began to stroke his cock. His hands moved around my round boobs. And pressed them in care. I could make out that he hasn’t touched a girl till date.
I pulled the skin of his cock, back and forth. And more and harder. He yelled, ” hmm. Sheeth. Aaaah. Darling.” I continued to rub and rub and kiss and kiss his hard, hard, haaaard cock. Finally, after fifteen twenty strokes, his cum went up in the sky. I took him into my mouth and licked him from wet to dry.
Then I turned around and wore my bra. My blouse also came on my body. I draped my saree while he looked on. I asked him to wear his pants as the watchman may come up to serve coffee. We both got out of the restroom in neat clothes.
After coffee, I got to know that he is virgin. He enjoyed the blow job and wanted more. He offered me money, but I told him that I’m not a whore.
” Main ache ghar ki ladki hun. Haan, main sex miss karti hun, kyunki yeh (mere husband) 5 saal se bahar hain. Meri beti abhi 10th pass kar gayi hai.” I told him that I’m from a decent family, but missed sex. Husband had been away for 5 years. Daughter had completed 10th standard.
“Mere first sex mere first boss ke saath first time hua. Wo 48ka that, aur main 17saal ki. Usne mujhe sabse acha sex kaisa hota hai, wo kiya aur sikhaya. Ling ko me lene ke bad, aur malai nikal jane ke bad, sabse jyada time aadmi aur aurat enjoy karte hain.” He asked if I missed my husband. I had already been fucked before marriage by my old boss. I was 17 when my boss (48years) taught me that the greatest sex happens after a blowjob. Because the cum has already come out. The lust starts after that and the sex lasts much longer.
“Tum ye nangi ladkiyon ki tasveeren dekh ke kyu time waste karte ho. Tum kisi Ko bhi paise dekar thok sakte ho. Na?” ” Arre, main sexual disease se marna nahi chahta. Choti si laparwahi se problem ho jayega. Isliye kisiko paas aane nahi deta hoon.” “Mujhe aapse kuch nahi chahiye. Ab tak, mere pati ke alava kisi ke saath nahi soyi hun. Agar tum kisi ko nahi bataoge, to mere saath maza le sakte hain. Aur main bhi tumse promise karti hun ki ye top secret rahega.”
Then I asked him why he kept watching porn on the laptop when he can screw some female for few rupees. He said he didn’t wish to attract any sexual disease due to carelessness. So he had remained without sex until then. I told him that I don’t expect anything. That I had never had sex with anybody else after marriage. If he keeps this a secret, he can enjoy with me. And I also will keep this relationship top secret. His face lit up with a smile.
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Sisterly Love with My 20 Year Old Boss (Part 2/3)