Hell on Earth
Everyone is aware of the severe heatwave in Delhi with temperatures rising above 50°C, breaking records. No matter what you do, wherever you go, you are bound to get drenched in sweat.
You can get a free sauna in your very own bathroom because of the amount of humidity and sweat you’ll lose weight in no time. It’s like you can’t even shit without sweating.
And with this, Delhi has become ‘Hell on Earth.’ And still, around all these odds, people are going to work every single day. I am one of those victims in the rat race, Vinay, a 21-year-old with an athletic body and 6 inch-beautiful rod.
Apart from being a 9-5 innocent corporate on weekdays, I tend to be a ‘Fuckboi’ on weekends. I travel and go clubbing in search of pussies of different kinds. Usually, I visit clubs to try my luck and hook up with chicks.
For a change, I decided to go to the zoo. Avoiding the buses flooded with people, I caught a rather empty bus for today. There were only 5 people on the bus. Driver, Conductor, Myself, a couple sitting in the front seat and a lonely girl in the middle row of the bus.
By the looks, she seemed poor. Her hair was messed up, her saree was torn from the side, and her blouse was torn from the top. This made her cleavage visible. She was dusky in colour. The moment her cleavage came under the sunlight, it was like a beautiful dawn.
My journey was long, so I decided to chit-chat and maybe try my luck out. I sat beside her and tried to start a conversation. But when I saw her face up close, it astonished me. She was gorgeous, but her face was a bit swollen up due to crying for a while. The wet strings of tears on her face were visible clearly.
At first, she ignored me. But I think deep inside, she needed someone’s shoulder to cry on. She hesitatingly answered my questions about why she was crying or if she was facing an issue. She told me that her husband has been cheating on her with her cousin and prostitutes for months now.
She whimpered and said, “He brings a new prostitute every week. Before marriage, he was a good man and a good boyfriend. We got married and tried to get pregnant many times, but we couldn’t. We checked with the doctor, and he told us that I could not bear a child due to the infertility problems I had.”
“He began drinking, and after a few months, I found out that he was having an affair with my cousin sister. I was heartbroken and tried to sort things out, but nothing changed. I could change things, but to my dumbness, I was trying to wipe the shores on a beach. ”
I was shocked hearing her sad tale and consoled her and tried to cheer her up. Slowly, she became calm and relaxed as she let her thoughts out. She introduced herself as Pooja.
Then she pointed at the couple that was sitting in the front row and said, “Me and my husband were total romantic fools like them and loved each other. But it has taken a dark turn.”
I told her to forget her husband and start a new life. “With all the things you tried to do to solve the issues with your husband, you deserve more than that.”
Pooja decided to divorce him and start a new life. But she said she wanted to have revenge, and she will not be satisfied by just divorce. While all this I forgot about hooking up with her and began to feel for her situation. But to my luck, the fish caught the hook while I was reeling back.
I understood what situation we were in now. I gave her a suggestion of having her best time with someone else and somehow recording it to show it to her husband. Yes, you know what I am talking about.
She thought for a bit and jumped from her seat, shouting, “That’s it!” She was ready to do it and she thanked me for the idea and asked for a favor. She respectfully asked me to sleep with her. As a certified ‘Fuckboi’, I couldn’t refuse her request.
We got off the bus somewhere far away from the city. After walking for 10 minutes we found a secluded mansion that was in ruins now. It was the perfect place to fuck.
Pooja told me that she was scared and excited at the same time. We found a room where there was some light coming from a window. Pooja stood beside the window and began undressing her saree. I set up the GoPro (I keep it with me when I travel) to record ourselves.
Her brown blouse got along with her dusky tone. I couldn’t wait for more, so I went closer and took off my clothes. In excitement, she broke the hooks of her blouse, freeing her brown tits. She was standing naked in the sunlight, and her body was shining golden because of the sunlight and sweat.
I was mesmerized by her beauty. She was slim and had perfect perky boobs with a respectable ass. We started off hugging and kissing each other, Feeling each other’s body. The smell of her body intoxicated me that made me more horny. I sucked on her brown tits first, and she started stroking my cock.
She moaned a bit as I sucked on both of her tits. Pooja got on her knees, ready to give me a blowjob. She first licked on the tip of my cock and rolled her tongue around my cock. She was doing such a fine job that I couldn’t control. I pushed her head down the cock, fucking her mouth.
She, too, took it well and spilt too much saliva on my cock. She took my 6-inch cock whole inside her mouth so that I could feel the back of her throat. Then she stood up and kissed me while I rubbed her clit. She was getting wet from all of this. I got down on her and saw that she had pubes that were trimmed neatly.
I appreciated Pooja about it. Pooja said she doesn’t like hairy pubes, so she keeps them clean and trimmed. I tasted her pussy and made it more wet as it was now time to do the deed. She turned around and bent down with the support of the window. I got a better view of her ass now.
That ass was smooth and toned. I spat on her pussy lips, and my cock to enter her. It was slippery, so half of my cock went in easily. Pooja moaned as it was her first time taking a cock this big. Then in a few seconds, I pushed my whole cock inside, and her body jerked quickly in response.
She started shouting and moaning. In between, she was cursing her husband while looking at the camera. It was the first time for both of us as we fucked in front of a camera and cucking someone. This thrilled us both.
She shouted, “Bewde randibaaz! Dekh mujhe kaise yeh anjaan aadmi chod rha hai, dekh kaise ek asal mard iss chut ko chodta hai, tere jaisi chhoti lulli nahi hai.”
(Watch me get fucked by a stranger, you drunkard manwhore! Look at my pussy getting drilled by a real man, not like your insecure tiny dick.” (while gesturing tiny with her fingers.)
I was nearing my limit, too, so I asked Pooja where to cum. She replied, “Haan merijaan, mere andar hi jhaad do aur apna beej merko do taaki main iss madarchod ko dikha saku ki asli mard kya kar sakta hai.”
(Yes, baby, cum inside me. Give me your seed so that this motherfucker can see your semen flowing inside my pussy.)
And to end it, I pulled her hair back and increased my speed and pumped her pussy. After some seconds, I cream-pied her pussy. We stayed in that position for a while, and I kissed her passionately to calm her down.
Then we went towards the camera to show my cum inside Pooja’s pussy, then ended the video.
Pooja (with tears in her eyes): Thank you very much, Vinay, for helping me out. It feels like all my anger, grief, regret, and sadness have vanished. But my clothes are all torn apart. What will we do now?
Me: Don’t stress, Pooja, you stay here. I’ll go and buy some clothes for you to wear. Then we can go to my place so that you can freshen up and also have some food.
Pooja lived with me for a week and got her divorce. We had a lot of fun for a couple of weeks together then she shifted back to her parent’s home. One day, I got a call from Pooja.
She said she finally got pregnant, all thanks to me while crying on the call. She said she didn’t want to be a burden, that’s why she called to ask my choice about what to do.
I told her that she owed me a favour, and I asked her to keep the baby. She was delighted to hear that.
It was my first story. I hope you like it. Comment your thoughts, and if any suggestions, email me at v7446991@gmail.
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