My name is Pramila. I am an Indian. I am now 36 year old and presently stay in a small town in an African country with my husband. I do not have any kids as my husband has problem with pre-ejaculation and low sperm-count. I have been married for last 16 years and have always been faithful to my husband though he has never satisfied me sexually. But he loves me so much that I could never think of cheating him.
I have always stayed in India and it was only last year that we came to this small town, in an African country. My husband was working with a mobile phone company in India and he was transferred to this remote small town where we do not know anyone. My husband agreed to take this transfer because he was offered a six-figure salary and also because we did not have kids we had the least hassle. But the condition was that he had to live in this town for a minimum of three years.
So we packed our bags and left for Africa for three years. On arriving at the airport I was surprised and depressed to learn that most of the local people there were blacks. They were tall, strong and muscular but they were absolutely black and they were ugly to look at with thick wide lips and funky smelling bodies.
I told my husband that it would be difficult for me to adjust to this new place which was full of black people. Anyway we managed to reach our new house allotted to us by the mobile company for which my husband worked. Our new house was situated inside the office complex. There were about 20-30 row houses inside the complex out of which we were allotted one.
After settling down my husband asked me whether he could make love to me. We went to our bedroom and he took out his penis from his trousers without getting naked and asked me to open my salwaar. Since I was tired too, from the visit I just loosened the salwaar and without opening my panty, I lied on the bed. My husband then pushed my panty aside and immediately entered me. After a few thrust in and out for about a minute he ejaculated inside me. That was all.
Since the time we had been married this was all I got from my husband. A few thrust not lasting for more than a minute and then ejaculation. I had taken resort to masturbation and everyday before I took my bath I played with myself and had a somewhat satisfying climax. Since my husband was not interested in my body, as much as I had wanted, I took less and less care of it as time passed.
Even so, I have a good figure (34 29 36) and I am very beautiful. I have a very fair skin and people in India used to mistake me for someone from England. I had a thick bush of hair on my armpits and also on my vagina since no one bothered to admire my body. I did not take pains to shave them or trim them.
Before I took my bath I played a little bit with myself using a hairbrush or just my fingers or sometimes cucumber or a banana usually fantasizing about bollywood actors or other handsome males I had met on office parties. I would think about how they would make love to me for hours and about how big their tool would be tearing me apart and how they would make me pregnant again and again. But this was my little world and I would never utter a word about this to anyone.
In about two to three days time things started settling down. On the fourth day of my arrival I went to the grocery supermarket there. I saw all black people, males and females of all ages roaming inside the store. Oh how much I hated these black people. Not because I have anything against them or because I don’t have respect for them. I hated them because of their ugliness and also because of the funky smell coming from their bodies.
To my surprise I found all the black men ogling at me. Maybe because I was new there or because I was an attractive woman. It never struck me that they were watching me because I was a white married rich housewife. These black men were all working for the same company and I found it odd that they watched me in a sexual manner. They were about four of them aged about 35-45 and they watched me intently, their eyes resting on my breasts and my back. I was wearing a salwaar suit and in hurry I had forgotten to carry the chunni.
I took what I wanted from the store and rushed back to my home.I was angry and disgusted at the way the four black men stared at me. I called my husband and told him about what had happened and he asked me to take it easy and relax. He would come home and then discuss the matter with me. I started doing my household chores and sorting out the purchases which I had just bought from the store. In a little while I felt my anger reduced. After all they were just human beings and they had not harmed me. All they did was they watched me, in a manner no one has ever watched me. I felt my nipples hardening inside my bra and immediately I realized what had happened to me.
I rushed to the toilet to confirm. I opened all my clothes and then I saw myself wearing only the panty in the mirror. I could see that my panties were wet and my nipples were aching hard. How could it be? I had been sexually excited by the dirty ogling of the four black men without realizing it myself. I pinched my nipples to re-confirm and then tweaked it again. Yes it was hard and excited. I then pulled down my panty and pushed my finger into my vagina and I could not believe that I was soaking wet there.
Immediately I felt the need to masturbate. I sat down inside the tub and started fingering myself. With one hand I played with my breasts, squeezing it and pinching the nipples and with the other hand I fingered my vagina. Then I exchanged the hands and with the wet fingers I rubbed my nipples with my juices and made it harder. Oh I realized it was going to be a good climax after a very long time. I finished after about 20 minutes having the best climax.
In the evening my husband came and after he had changed and settled down for having dinner I told him about what had happened in the store. He asked me all the finer details and I told him everything. Of course I did not tell him about me getting excited and masturbating. He then asked me which part of my body they were ogling at and I told him that they were concentrating on my full body but more on my breasts and back.
To my surprise, hearing all this made him excited and he took me to the sofa and made love to me. I was wearing my nightie and nothing inside it. Though this lasted for not more than a minute my husband told me that it was more satisfying than what he had been getting out of me before.
The next day was a Sunday and my husband surprised me by asking me to wear a saree. Upon asking why he wanted me to wear a saree, he told me about his plans. He wanted me to wear a sleeveless blouse without the bra. I was supposed to wear my petticoat well below the navel and of course no panties. After I finished dressing the way my husband wanted, we went out to the same grocery store.
We walked in the store and what happened there made me sexually excited as never before. There were about ten black men there from all age group. There was one old man aged about sixty. All of them looked at me as if I was an object to be enjoyed sexually. They were all trying to get a glimpse of me. Someone was looking at my blouse trying to see my hard nipples. Others wanted to see my exposed navel. I saw my husband and he watched the black men watching me. There was a black boy aged only about 18 or maybe 20 and he came close to me pretending that he wanted the jar of orange juice. He smelled me definitely because I could feel him sniffing around. As I was wearing a sleeveless blouse my armpits were exposed and I could see the young boy watching the dense jungle of hair on my armpits. Oh I might be smelling bad too, I thought.The old man then came closer to me and started talking to my husband. He wanted to look at me closely. I could feel his eyes exploring my body as if he wanted to strip me naked and enjoy me. My husband knew that he wasn’t interested in talking to him. He watched the old man ogling at me. All this was making both of us excited. The old man then said goodbye and left. But just before leaving he managed to pinch my bottom thinking that my husband wouldn’t notice it. He soon disappeared.
I looked at my husband for help but he didn’t say anything. Then the other black men also came close to where we were standing. They must have been 30-50 years of age. I saw one of them winking at me. Then there was another who made a sexually gesture at me when my husband was busy buying something. He took out his throat and wiggled at me. His friend rubbed his hands on the front part of his pants. Oh I was excited but I knew that if I made any wrong signal then the game might become dangerous. And so I asked my husband to finish quickly and take me home.
END OF PART ONE.
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Wednesday, March 10, 2010
black c**k agreement -part2
I looked at my husband for help but he didn’t say anything. Then the other black men also came close to where we were standing. They must have been 30-50 years of age. I saw one of them winking at me. Then there was another who made a sexually gesture at me when my husband was busy buying something. He took out his throat and wiggled at me. His friend rubbed his hands on the front part of his pants. Oh I was excited but I knew that if I made any wrong signal then the game might become dangerous. And so I asked my husband to finish quickly and take me home.
We went home and quickly removed all our clothes and my husband made love to me on the sofa. But he finished in one minute leaving me unsatisfied as ever before. I had to go to the toilet to clean myself and I masturbated thinking of all those dirty black men and I had a fantastic climax. After finishing I wore a house gown and came out of the toilet. My husband was sitting on the sofa where we just made love. He looked at me as if he wanted to say something. I went and sat beside him.
He then told me that he was sorry he could not satisfy my physical needs. He told me that if I wanted I could sleep with any of these black men. I was surprised and hurt. I told him that I was not interested in them, and I loved him and no one else. As regards sex, these black men were just my fantasies and I would never think of converting my fantasies into reality. He smiled and hugged me.
The next day life went on as usual. I stayed at home. My husband came back from his office early that day. I was wearing a saree that day. We were just sitting on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly the bell rang. There was somebody on the door. Who could it be at this hour? It was around 6.00 pm and we were not expecting anybody.
My husband asked me to open the door and I went to the door to check who was there. I was shocked to see two black men on the door, one aged about 40-45 and the other was younger, about 25-28. I asked them what they wanted. They told me that they were from the local office and wanted to talk to my husband. I took them to my husband. They sat on the sofa next to my husband. The younger one was staring at my body as if he wanted to have me. I looked at him and then looked at the other guy. He was talking to my husband about where we had come from and what was his position in the office.
All of a sudden the younger guy got up from his seat and he went and sat very close to my husband. He forced him not to get up from his seat and listen to them silently without making any noise.
Both of us were surprised and could not guess what they were up to and why they wanted my husband to remain seated.Both of us were surprised and could not guess what they were up to and why they wanted my husband to remain seated. Then the older guy told my husband that he wanted to ask some questions. I was afraid and pulled my saree closely towards me to cover myself.
The following conversation followed between all of us: Old Guy (OG), Young Guy (YG) Husband (H) and Pramila (P).
OG: Look Sir, we do not mean any harm. All we want is that your wife answers our questions and performs a small operation. But if you resist us then we might have to use force which you might not like.
H: Go ahead; ask her whatever questions you like.
OG: What is your name and age?
P: My name is Pramila and I am 36 years old.
OG: Are you from India?
P: Yes.
OG: Then how come you are so white. We thought you are from the western world.
P: (smiles)
OG: We have a different set of rules for beautiful white married woman here in this place. You have to follow the rules which are prescribed for you. Otherwise we use force if you don’t follow.
P: what kind of rules? I don’t understand.
OG: We would tell you the rules and you have to sign the agreement containing the rules, but first you have to answer the remaining questions. Now tell us about your figure. Give us the stats.
P: why do you need that for?
OG: just answer what I ask, otherwise we use force.
P: Its 34 29 and 36
OG: and your cup size;
P: excuse me (angrily)
OG: yes, your cup size
P: it’s C
OG: We have to confirm your stats. Leone, take her measurements now. (Leone was the name of the younger guy)
Leone took out a measuring tape from his pocket and approached me. He removed the pallu of my saree without asking me. I did not object. He then looked at my breasts hungrily and then proceeded to measure. He put the tape behind me and from the front of my blouse tried to read the measurement. He touched my nipples and immediately I realized that its hardening. He read it out as 35. Its not 34 but 35 he said. Probably its grown one inch since she came here, he said. The older guy smiled.
Leone then put his tape on my naked waist where my navel was. My petticoat was worn 3-4 inches below the navel. He measured my waist and in between managed to finger my navel deeply. Its 29 ok, he said. Then he put his tape behind my back. He tried to adjust the tape behind me and in so doing he pinched my back twice and also tried to feel my vagina from the front. I then felt his hand on my vagina feeling its softness. I was getting wet down there but acted as if I was very angry. Its 37, one more inch than what she told us, he said.
He went back to his seat and I put the pallu back on me.
OG: so you are now 35 29 and 37. If the measurements were taken without the clothes then it should be what you told us. Right? What are you wearing now?
P: It’s an Indian dress called saree. It’s worn with a blouse and a petticoat.
OG: is your navel always exposed when you wear your saree?
P: …….. Yes.
OG: You wear anything below your blouse and petticoat.
P: ………….. Yes I wear my innerwear below it.
OG: What are they called?
P: Bra and Panty.
OG: What kind of bra and panty you wear?
P: excuse me; I don’t understand why you are asking such personal question?
OG: Just answer them Miss Pramila.
P: What do you mean by what kind of bra and panty I wear?
OG: I mean whether the bras are sexy lacy thin fabric type covering only your nipples or are they normal cotton types? Color or white? You like sheer panties or thongs or those lacy type sexy panties revealing your big white firm ass. Or you wear normal cotton panties covering your big ass.
(I could not believe my ears. What was this old person saying? Why was he using dirty words in front of me like nipples and ass? How could he know about my big firm back? I had never used those dirty words myself and here I was in front of two strangers giving all my personal details. I should have been very angry at them and not allow them there wrong actions but it surprised me that I was getting excited by the dirty questionnaire. I looked at my husband for help and he nodded his approval.)
END OF PART TWO.
We went home and quickly removed all our clothes and my husband made love to me on the sofa. But he finished in one minute leaving me unsatisfied as ever before. I had to go to the toilet to clean myself and I masturbated thinking of all those dirty black men and I had a fantastic climax. After finishing I wore a house gown and came out of the toilet. My husband was sitting on the sofa where we just made love. He looked at me as if he wanted to say something. I went and sat beside him.
He then told me that he was sorry he could not satisfy my physical needs. He told me that if I wanted I could sleep with any of these black men. I was surprised and hurt. I told him that I was not interested in them, and I loved him and no one else. As regards sex, these black men were just my fantasies and I would never think of converting my fantasies into reality. He smiled and hugged me.
The next day life went on as usual. I stayed at home. My husband came back from his office early that day. I was wearing a saree that day. We were just sitting on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly the bell rang. There was somebody on the door. Who could it be at this hour? It was around 6.00 pm and we were not expecting anybody.
My husband asked me to open the door and I went to the door to check who was there. I was shocked to see two black men on the door, one aged about 40-45 and the other was younger, about 25-28. I asked them what they wanted. They told me that they were from the local office and wanted to talk to my husband. I took them to my husband. They sat on the sofa next to my husband. The younger one was staring at my body as if he wanted to have me. I looked at him and then looked at the other guy. He was talking to my husband about where we had come from and what was his position in the office.
All of a sudden the younger guy got up from his seat and he went and sat very close to my husband. He forced him not to get up from his seat and listen to them silently without making any noise.
Both of us were surprised and could not guess what they were up to and why they wanted my husband to remain seated.Both of us were surprised and could not guess what they were up to and why they wanted my husband to remain seated. Then the older guy told my husband that he wanted to ask some questions. I was afraid and pulled my saree closely towards me to cover myself.
The following conversation followed between all of us: Old Guy (OG), Young Guy (YG) Husband (H) and Pramila (P).
OG: Look Sir, we do not mean any harm. All we want is that your wife answers our questions and performs a small operation. But if you resist us then we might have to use force which you might not like.
H: Go ahead; ask her whatever questions you like.
OG: What is your name and age?
P: My name is Pramila and I am 36 years old.
OG: Are you from India?
P: Yes.
OG: Then how come you are so white. We thought you are from the western world.
P: (smiles)
OG: We have a different set of rules for beautiful white married woman here in this place. You have to follow the rules which are prescribed for you. Otherwise we use force if you don’t follow.
P: what kind of rules? I don’t understand.
OG: We would tell you the rules and you have to sign the agreement containing the rules, but first you have to answer the remaining questions. Now tell us about your figure. Give us the stats.
P: why do you need that for?
OG: just answer what I ask, otherwise we use force.
P: Its 34 29 and 36
OG: and your cup size;
P: excuse me (angrily)
OG: yes, your cup size
P: it’s C
OG: We have to confirm your stats. Leone, take her measurements now. (Leone was the name of the younger guy)
Leone took out a measuring tape from his pocket and approached me. He removed the pallu of my saree without asking me. I did not object. He then looked at my breasts hungrily and then proceeded to measure. He put the tape behind me and from the front of my blouse tried to read the measurement. He touched my nipples and immediately I realized that its hardening. He read it out as 35. Its not 34 but 35 he said. Probably its grown one inch since she came here, he said. The older guy smiled.
Leone then put his tape on my naked waist where my navel was. My petticoat was worn 3-4 inches below the navel. He measured my waist and in between managed to finger my navel deeply. Its 29 ok, he said. Then he put his tape behind my back. He tried to adjust the tape behind me and in so doing he pinched my back twice and also tried to feel my vagina from the front. I then felt his hand on my vagina feeling its softness. I was getting wet down there but acted as if I was very angry. Its 37, one more inch than what she told us, he said.
He went back to his seat and I put the pallu back on me.
OG: so you are now 35 29 and 37. If the measurements were taken without the clothes then it should be what you told us. Right? What are you wearing now?
P: It’s an Indian dress called saree. It’s worn with a blouse and a petticoat.
OG: is your navel always exposed when you wear your saree?
P: …….. Yes.
OG: You wear anything below your blouse and petticoat.
P: ………….. Yes I wear my innerwear below it.
OG: What are they called?
P: Bra and Panty.
OG: What kind of bra and panty you wear?
P: excuse me; I don’t understand why you are asking such personal question?
OG: Just answer them Miss Pramila.
P: What do you mean by what kind of bra and panty I wear?
OG: I mean whether the bras are sexy lacy thin fabric type covering only your nipples or are they normal cotton types? Color or white? You like sheer panties or thongs or those lacy type sexy panties revealing your big white firm ass. Or you wear normal cotton panties covering your big ass.
(I could not believe my ears. What was this old person saying? Why was he using dirty words in front of me like nipples and ass? How could he know about my big firm back? I had never used those dirty words myself and here I was in front of two strangers giving all my personal details. I should have been very angry at them and not allow them there wrong actions but it surprised me that I was getting excited by the dirty questionnaire. I looked at my husband for help and he nodded his approval.)
END OF PART TWO.
black c**k agreement -part3
P: I wear the normal cotton type bras and panties. Sometimes white and sometimes colored.
OG: You wear blouses only with sleeves as you are wearing now?
P: Sometimes I wear sleeveless also.
OG: When you wear sleeveless then do you shave your armpits?
P: No I never shave my armpits. Only trim them sometimes.
OG: Leone, are you taking down the notes promptly?
YG: Yes Sir, I am.
OG: You shave your pussy hair?
P: what? ….. (hesitatingly) …… No I don’t.
OG: then you trim them?
P: yes (angrily).
( I had never used dirty words like pussy before even in my fantasies, though I had always known its meaning but here was this old guy using it so freely in front of a woman. It made me more excited and I could feel the wetness betweenThe dirty questions now started. I was surprised with myself. How was it that I was enjoying the dirty words by these black strangers. The old guy went on asking:
OG: You like to ****.
P: what, dont you know how to talk to a lady?
OG: shut the **** up and answer me.
P: No I wont
OG: If you dont then we have to use force on you too.
P: yes I like to make love to my husband.
OG: say I like to ****
P: I like to make love
OG: say ****
P: OK I like to **** (I used this word the first time in my life)
OG:you like sucking cocks
P: no I have never done itmy legs.)YG: what are you saying madam, you have never sucked a cock
P: no I have never done it and I think no woman should do such a thing
OG: have you ****ed other men than your husband?
P: no , never
OG: what about masturbation?
P: no I never do it (I was lying)
OG: have you been ****ed in your ass?
P: no
OG; say properly, say "I have not been ****ed up my ass"
P: I cant say these things
OG: come on
P: ok I have not been ****ed up my back
OG: say ass
P: ok assOG: have you been ****ed in your armpits or in your belly-button
P: no
OG: have you ever seen a naked black men
P: no
OG have you ever fantasized about other men ****ing you
P: no
OG: have you fantasized ****ing black men
P: no
OG: Look madam, we know that you are lying about many things here, but anyway we shall come to these things later. Meanwhile we have to carry out some operation on you to prove that you were lying. Also you have to sign this black cock agreement beofre we leave. Ok
P: whats in this agreement?
OG: after the operation you shall know everything.
I did not know what he was talking about. What operation he wanted to perform and what agreement he wanted me to sign.The old guy got up and went to my husband. He told him that if he moved a little bit from his sofa seat then he would blow his brains out.He asked Leon to remove the pants and the underwear of my husband which he did quickly.
He then asked Leon to kiss me but I resisted. I requested them to stop and not bother me anymore. But deep inside me I wanted both of them to make love to me. I knew I was hot and horny for sex but doing it with two black strangers of different age groups (one quite old and second too young) and that too in front of my husband was difficult.
Anyway Leon approached me and took my face in his hands and tried to kiss me. I resisted. But his hands were very strong and he forced me to open my mouth and allow his tongue deep inside my mouth. I wanted to kiss him back but being a woman belonging to a conservative culture I could not.
I looked at my husband for help but on the contrary I saw his penis erect. How was it possible? How could this excite him? He should have been angry at all this, at the two black strangers sexually molesting his wife in front of him. I looked into his eyes and saw consent.
Leon started kissing me and I responded now. The old guy was standing only a few feet away from me and Leon. After kissing me Leon moved his hands towards my breasts and started fondling them. The old guy then came towards me and pulled down my saree . He started to pull out my blouse and Leon took care of my bra. They made me naked from waist upwards and both of them took one breast each and started sucking them.
Both of them made my nipples hard and wet with their thick saliva. I lost control of myself and wanted both of them to have sex with me, to use me , to have me. God help me, I wanted them to **** me. I was dying to see what was inside their pants. I thought maybe the old guy might not be able to do much with me, but I was confident that Leon will take good care of me.
I was surprised at myself. How come I started thinking in dirty words. Words I had never used. Well what happened next shook my peaceful world. Leon pulled away my saree and then pulled down my petticoat and panty. I stood there absolutely naked with nothing to hide my sexual parts excepting a thick bush of hair covering my vagina.
My husband had a very big erection, something I had never seen in my entire married life. He had started masturbating. What was happening? Then I saw something which changed my life. Leon took my hand and asked me to take his penis out from his pants without opening his pants. He had already opened his zippers and he wasnt wearing anything inside. I put my hand inside hoping that I would take out a penis like my husband, but what I found inside made my hand tremble.
I could not hold his penis with my hand. It was like a snake, big and fat and black and something which came out of his zippers with great difficulty.
P: oh my God, whats this
Leon: Its a real cock, feel it and squeeze it
P: I have never seen such a penis before.
Leon: Its not a penis, its a cock, say cock you whore
P: cock
Leon: Yes and now play with it and then suck it like a slut.
end part-3
OG: You wear blouses only with sleeves as you are wearing now?
P: Sometimes I wear sleeveless also.
OG: When you wear sleeveless then do you shave your armpits?
P: No I never shave my armpits. Only trim them sometimes.
OG: Leone, are you taking down the notes promptly?
YG: Yes Sir, I am.
OG: You shave your pussy hair?
P: what? ….. (hesitatingly) …… No I don’t.
OG: then you trim them?
P: yes (angrily).
( I had never used dirty words like pussy before even in my fantasies, though I had always known its meaning but here was this old guy using it so freely in front of a woman. It made me more excited and I could feel the wetness betweenThe dirty questions now started. I was surprised with myself. How was it that I was enjoying the dirty words by these black strangers. The old guy went on asking:
OG: You like to ****.
P: what, dont you know how to talk to a lady?
OG: shut the **** up and answer me.
P: No I wont
OG: If you dont then we have to use force on you too.
P: yes I like to make love to my husband.
OG: say I like to ****
P: I like to make love
OG: say ****
P: OK I like to **** (I used this word the first time in my life)
OG:you like sucking cocks
P: no I have never done itmy legs.)YG: what are you saying madam, you have never sucked a cock
P: no I have never done it and I think no woman should do such a thing
OG: have you ****ed other men than your husband?
P: no , never
OG: what about masturbation?
P: no I never do it (I was lying)
OG: have you been ****ed in your ass?
P: no
OG; say properly, say "I have not been ****ed up my ass"
P: I cant say these things
OG: come on
P: ok I have not been ****ed up my back
OG: say ass
P: ok assOG: have you been ****ed in your armpits or in your belly-button
P: no
OG: have you ever seen a naked black men
P: no
OG have you ever fantasized about other men ****ing you
P: no
OG: have you fantasized ****ing black men
P: no
OG: Look madam, we know that you are lying about many things here, but anyway we shall come to these things later. Meanwhile we have to carry out some operation on you to prove that you were lying. Also you have to sign this black cock agreement beofre we leave. Ok
P: whats in this agreement?
OG: after the operation you shall know everything.
I did not know what he was talking about. What operation he wanted to perform and what agreement he wanted me to sign.The old guy got up and went to my husband. He told him that if he moved a little bit from his sofa seat then he would blow his brains out.He asked Leon to remove the pants and the underwear of my husband which he did quickly.
He then asked Leon to kiss me but I resisted. I requested them to stop and not bother me anymore. But deep inside me I wanted both of them to make love to me. I knew I was hot and horny for sex but doing it with two black strangers of different age groups (one quite old and second too young) and that too in front of my husband was difficult.
Anyway Leon approached me and took my face in his hands and tried to kiss me. I resisted. But his hands were very strong and he forced me to open my mouth and allow his tongue deep inside my mouth. I wanted to kiss him back but being a woman belonging to a conservative culture I could not.
I looked at my husband for help but on the contrary I saw his penis erect. How was it possible? How could this excite him? He should have been angry at all this, at the two black strangers sexually molesting his wife in front of him. I looked into his eyes and saw consent.
Leon started kissing me and I responded now. The old guy was standing only a few feet away from me and Leon. After kissing me Leon moved his hands towards my breasts and started fondling them. The old guy then came towards me and pulled down my saree . He started to pull out my blouse and Leon took care of my bra. They made me naked from waist upwards and both of them took one breast each and started sucking them.
Both of them made my nipples hard and wet with their thick saliva. I lost control of myself and wanted both of them to have sex with me, to use me , to have me. God help me, I wanted them to **** me. I was dying to see what was inside their pants. I thought maybe the old guy might not be able to do much with me, but I was confident that Leon will take good care of me.
I was surprised at myself. How come I started thinking in dirty words. Words I had never used. Well what happened next shook my peaceful world. Leon pulled away my saree and then pulled down my petticoat and panty. I stood there absolutely naked with nothing to hide my sexual parts excepting a thick bush of hair covering my vagina.
My husband had a very big erection, something I had never seen in my entire married life. He had started masturbating. What was happening? Then I saw something which changed my life. Leon took my hand and asked me to take his penis out from his pants without opening his pants. He had already opened his zippers and he wasnt wearing anything inside. I put my hand inside hoping that I would take out a penis like my husband, but what I found inside made my hand tremble.
I could not hold his penis with my hand. It was like a snake, big and fat and black and something which came out of his zippers with great difficulty.
P: oh my God, whats this
Leon: Its a real cock, feel it and squeeze it
P: I have never seen such a penis before.
Leon: Its not a penis, its a cock, say cock you whore
P: cock
Leon: Yes and now play with it and then suck it like a slut.
end part-3
black c**k agreement -part4
start part-4
I started fondling it. It was circumcised and it was so hard that I tried to squeeze it with all my strength but nothing happened to it. I shaked it a bit and then I knelt down ready to take the big monster inside my mouth. Oh it was stinking but still I wanted it. I wanted to feel its hardness and softness inside my mouth. What had become of me? Here was this guy. half the age of mine, calling me a whore and a slut and even then I was liking it.
I started fondling it. It was circumcised and it was so hard that I tried to squeeze it with all my strength but nothing happened to it. I shaked it a bit and then I knelt down ready to take the big monster inside my mouth. Oh it was stinking but still I wanted it. I wanted to feel its hardness and softness inside my mouth. What had become of me? Here was this guy. half the age of mine, calling me a whore and a slut and even then I was liking it.
I took it inside my mouth and for the first time in my life tasted a real cock. I never thought I would one day use such dirty words but here I was enjoying it. Leon wanted to force the whole thing inside my mouth but I could only manage about half of it. He was ****ing my mouth. Oh my God what language I had started thinking in. I became a slut for black cock immediately and I could not believe that such types of cock existed in this world.
The old guy then came towards me and he opened his zipper and took out his black monster. I was shocked to see his size. He was bigger than Leon and I realized for the first time in my life that even an old man's cock could be so big and hard. He took one of my hand and asked me to play with his cock.
I started sucking their cocks alternatively. Then Leon asked me to stop and made me kneel down on all my fours. He went behind me and since I was in doggie position he ****ed me from behind. He wanted to enter my vagina in one or two shots but because his cock was very big and fat and because I had never been ****ed by such a fat cock before he could not enter me. He tried very hard as if trying to **** a virgin girl.
Ultimately he succeeded. I cried loudly when he entered me fully. I felt as if someone had taken my virginity first time in my life and I could feel the pain inside my vagina. I could feel that I was hurt and bleeding because of a real cock entering me, ****ing me and hurting me like never before. I enjoyed that pain and I wanted him to tear me apart, to fill me completely without leaving any void inside me. I felt like a complete woman that moment of time and I wanted him to **** me for eternity, to use me like his slut, to make love to me like a wild animal
He started ****ing me hard and his cock stretched my pussy to its maximum. If his cock had been one millimetre more it would have tore my pussy. Ohh how I loved it and I was in heaven. Then the old guy positioned his black cock in front of me in such a way that I could easily suck on it. So I was enjoying the two biggest cock at the same time. Since I was in doggie position Leon was ****ing me like a dog , his balls slapping my pussy everytime it made a forward thrust. The old guy wanted me to take his stinking cock inside my mouth fully and deep throat him. I did that and yes I loved its kinky smell. Then all of a sudden he took his cock out from my mouth and he wanted to rub his black shaft between my underarms. I had some hairs on my armpits which was now in sweat and he started rubbing his cock between it.
Then Leon took out his black fat cock and he stood little away from me. Suddenly even the old guy stopped rubbing his cock and went away from me.
I was surprised. Why have they stopped? We have just started and all of a sudden they both stopped. I looked at them in such a way as if asking them to continue. But they would not budge. Then I had to ask:
P: What happened? Why did you stop?
Leon: (to my husband) Look at your slut wife. Look how she wants us to **** her.
OG: Pramila if you want us to **** you then you have to answer our questions truthfully.
P: what questions?
OG: the same ones which you answered before, but I know that you told us lies.
P: Ok I would answer all your questions truthfully but please dont stop now. Please do it.
Leon: Please do what?
P: Please continue what you were doing.
Leon: Yes but what? Ask us like a whore which you are.
P: Please **** me, both of you.
Leon: Beg for it.
P: Please , please I beg, please **** me.
OG: ask in a dirty manner
P: Please **** my pussy with your big black fat cock.
Leon: Yes thats better you slut.
OG: Ok we would start ****ing but you have to anwer our questions correctly while we are ****ing you. If you tell lies we would stop.
P: ok
They started ****ing me, both of them taking alternate chances. While I sucked one of them the other ****ed me. I was in the doggie position. Simultaneously they asked questions and I had to answer correctly:
OG: You like to ****.
P: yes I like to ****
OG: say I like to **** like a slut
P: I like to **** like a slut
OG: say I am a whore
P: I AM A WHORE
OG:you like sucking cocks
P: yes i love sucking big fat cocks
OG: have you ****ed other men than your husband?
P: yes , once I ****ed a servant who worked for us
OG: what about masturbation?
P: Yes I masturbate
Leon: what do you fantasize when you masturbate?
P: I fantasize bollywood actors and other handsome men whom I meet in my life, like friends, neighbours, relatives , and others.
OG: have you been ****ed in your ass?
P: no
OG; say properly, say "I have not been ****ed up my ass"
P: ok I have not been ****ed up my ass
Leon: would you like it if I **** your ass now.
P: I dont know, I have never tried it.
Leon: ok you finish your sucking , then I would bang your asshole now
OG: have you been ****ed in your armpits or in your belly-button
P: no but I have fantasized about it
OG: have you ever seen a naked black men
P: no
OG have you ever fantasized about other men ****ing you
P: yes, of course, a lot of them
OG: have you fantasized ****ing black men
P: yes I have but only from last week.
I started fondling it. It was circumcised and it was so hard that I tried to squeeze it with all my strength but nothing happened to it. I shaked it a bit and then I knelt down ready to take the big monster inside my mouth. Oh it was stinking but still I wanted it. I wanted to feel its hardness and softness inside my mouth. What had become of me? Here was this guy. half the age of mine, calling me a whore and a slut and even then I was liking it.
I started fondling it. It was circumcised and it was so hard that I tried to squeeze it with all my strength but nothing happened to it. I shaked it a bit and then I knelt down ready to take the big monster inside my mouth. Oh it was stinking but still I wanted it. I wanted to feel its hardness and softness inside my mouth. What had become of me? Here was this guy. half the age of mine, calling me a whore and a slut and even then I was liking it.
I took it inside my mouth and for the first time in my life tasted a real cock. I never thought I would one day use such dirty words but here I was enjoying it. Leon wanted to force the whole thing inside my mouth but I could only manage about half of it. He was ****ing my mouth. Oh my God what language I had started thinking in. I became a slut for black cock immediately and I could not believe that such types of cock existed in this world.
The old guy then came towards me and he opened his zipper and took out his black monster. I was shocked to see his size. He was bigger than Leon and I realized for the first time in my life that even an old man's cock could be so big and hard. He took one of my hand and asked me to play with his cock.
I started sucking their cocks alternatively. Then Leon asked me to stop and made me kneel down on all my fours. He went behind me and since I was in doggie position he ****ed me from behind. He wanted to enter my vagina in one or two shots but because his cock was very big and fat and because I had never been ****ed by such a fat cock before he could not enter me. He tried very hard as if trying to **** a virgin girl.
Ultimately he succeeded. I cried loudly when he entered me fully. I felt as if someone had taken my virginity first time in my life and I could feel the pain inside my vagina. I could feel that I was hurt and bleeding because of a real cock entering me, ****ing me and hurting me like never before. I enjoyed that pain and I wanted him to tear me apart, to fill me completely without leaving any void inside me. I felt like a complete woman that moment of time and I wanted him to **** me for eternity, to use me like his slut, to make love to me like a wild animal
He started ****ing me hard and his cock stretched my pussy to its maximum. If his cock had been one millimetre more it would have tore my pussy. Ohh how I loved it and I was in heaven. Then the old guy positioned his black cock in front of me in such a way that I could easily suck on it. So I was enjoying the two biggest cock at the same time. Since I was in doggie position Leon was ****ing me like a dog , his balls slapping my pussy everytime it made a forward thrust. The old guy wanted me to take his stinking cock inside my mouth fully and deep throat him. I did that and yes I loved its kinky smell. Then all of a sudden he took his cock out from my mouth and he wanted to rub his black shaft between my underarms. I had some hairs on my armpits which was now in sweat and he started rubbing his cock between it.
Then Leon took out his black fat cock and he stood little away from me. Suddenly even the old guy stopped rubbing his cock and went away from me.
I was surprised. Why have they stopped? We have just started and all of a sudden they both stopped. I looked at them in such a way as if asking them to continue. But they would not budge. Then I had to ask:
P: What happened? Why did you stop?
Leon: (to my husband) Look at your slut wife. Look how she wants us to **** her.
OG: Pramila if you want us to **** you then you have to answer our questions truthfully.
P: what questions?
OG: the same ones which you answered before, but I know that you told us lies.
P: Ok I would answer all your questions truthfully but please dont stop now. Please do it.
Leon: Please do what?
P: Please continue what you were doing.
Leon: Yes but what? Ask us like a whore which you are.
P: Please **** me, both of you.
Leon: Beg for it.
P: Please , please I beg, please **** me.
OG: ask in a dirty manner
P: Please **** my pussy with your big black fat cock.
Leon: Yes thats better you slut.
OG: Ok we would start ****ing but you have to anwer our questions correctly while we are ****ing you. If you tell lies we would stop.
P: ok
They started ****ing me, both of them taking alternate chances. While I sucked one of them the other ****ed me. I was in the doggie position. Simultaneously they asked questions and I had to answer correctly:
OG: You like to ****.
P: yes I like to ****
OG: say I like to **** like a slut
P: I like to **** like a slut
OG: say I am a whore
P: I AM A WHORE
OG:you like sucking cocks
P: yes i love sucking big fat cocks
OG: have you ****ed other men than your husband?
P: yes , once I ****ed a servant who worked for us
OG: what about masturbation?
P: Yes I masturbate
Leon: what do you fantasize when you masturbate?
P: I fantasize bollywood actors and other handsome men whom I meet in my life, like friends, neighbours, relatives , and others.
OG: have you been ****ed in your ass?
P: no
OG; say properly, say "I have not been ****ed up my ass"
P: ok I have not been ****ed up my ass
Leon: would you like it if I **** your ass now.
P: I dont know, I have never tried it.
Leon: ok you finish your sucking , then I would bang your asshole now
OG: have you been ****ed in your armpits or in your belly-button
P: no but I have fantasized about it
OG: have you ever seen a naked black men
P: no
OG have you ever fantasized about other men ****ing you
P: yes, of course, a lot of them
OG: have you fantasized ****ing black men
P: yes I have but only from last week.
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