One day, I was walking on my phone when a bicycle hit me, and my phone fell to the ground.
I was furious and about to hit the cyclist, but my hand stopped! I saw a five-year-old girl standing below, saying, “Sorry, Uncle!” “Sorry, Uncle!” My anger subsided instantly.
I said, “It’s okay, son.” Then I let him go.
I checked the phone and found its screen was broken. I had to get it repaired because I wouldn’t be able to see anything on it without it.
I took the phone to the company’s service center.
I went and showed it to the counter.
A girl looked at my phone. You all know that service centers have a lot of beautiful women on staff. Then she asked my name and told me the repair cost.
I deposited the phone there for repair. They noted my information. They also collected some advance money. I observed the girl doing all this carefully. She was between 25 and 30 years old.
She was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. Her breasts were quite tight in the T-shirt; she had maintained her body very well. Her butt was also quite prominent.
Anyway, I returned after depositing the phone. Two days later, I went to the store to get it back. I chatted with her for a while there, during which I learned her name and Facebook ID. Then I took the phone home. A few days later, the lockdown was imposed. During that time, one day, I received a request from that girl.
I immediately accepted the request. We started talking.
We learned a lot about each other and then exchanged phone numbers.
From casual conversation, it escalated to sex chat.
She was married. She said that her husband was very nice and loved her very much. He even took care of her likes, dislikes, and fantasies.
So I asked, “What’s your fantasy?” She said, “Will you mind?” I said, “No, why would I mind?” She made me promise that I wouldn’t laugh at anything she said, and that it wouldn’t affect our friendship, I said, “Okay, tell me what’s on your mind.” She said, “I like sex slaves. I want to have sex with them however I want.” I said, “Really? You like all this?” She said, “I knew you wouldn’t like it, so I told you not to laugh at it, and it wouldn’t affect our friendship. I said, “It’s not like that, friend. I respect your feelings, and as far as your fantasy is concerned, I have a similar fantasy.” Gradually, we started opening up more. The conversations would even escalate to abusive language. We even started abusing each other in chat.
At the same time, we started making each other cum. There was a strange sense of comfort in this.
Now we started to feel the urge to meet each other. Mansi initiated it.
I forgot to mention that her Facebook name was Mansi.
So, the days passed by.
We decided to meet, but there was a problem with Mansi’s husband.
Mansi said, “I already told you my husband loves me very much and wants to fulfill my fantasy. You have to do whatever you want in front of him.”
I agreed.
I went to the address Mansi had given me.
She lived in a row house.
I rang the doorbell.
After a few seconds, Mansi’s husband opened the door and invited me in with a smile.
We went inside and sat in the hall.
Her husband called out to Mansi, and Mansi emerged from the kitchen with a melodious voice.
I was shocked to see Mansi, because she looked so beautiful today.
I couldn’t believe it was the same girl I’d met at the service center.
Well, we started drinking tea.
We chatted for a while.
I didn’t know Mansi’s husband.
As we talked, I felt a little more at ease.
Then they cooked dinner.
We ate lunch.
After we’d relaxed a bit, Mansi called me into the bedroom.
What to do and how to do it was already decided.
Mansi was wearing a black saree and a sleeveless blouse that was very revealing at the back.
She had also tied the saree well below her navel, which made her look even hotter.
Now we came closer.
We looked into each other’s eyes, and our lips met.
Sometimes she would kiss my lips, and sometimes I would kiss hers.
Slowly, I started kissing below Mansi’s ear.
Friends, kissing here arouses women very quickly.
She bit my ear and started sucking it.
This sent a jolt through my penis.
My hands immediately went to Mansi’s ass, and we both began to embrace each other.
We then began to remove each other’s clothes.
We both became naked from above.
Then, Mansi, also naked from below, pushed me onto the bed.
I lay down, and she climbed on top of me.
She started kissing me like crazy, sometimes on the cheeks, sometimes on the neck, sometimes on the chest, sometimes on the lips!
Once she touched her lips with mine, she wouldn’t let go.
Then she moved downwards,
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