Lily Plucked And Fucked

Hi, my name is Lily. I find many interesting stories in this site, but not as exciting like mine. I will appreciate if you hold on to your cocks and cunts, because after reading mine, you will surely masturbate.

I’m now second married. Thanks to Prem uncle ( 62 years). He has taught me very nice ways to spice up sexual activities in marriage.

I was separated from my first drunkard husband and was looking out for a full time job. I didn’t want to be a burden on my brother and sister-in-law.

I was selected on my first interview. I applied as caretaker for Prem’s guest house in Mt. Abu. That’s when I met him. He’s a tall well built personality. Very handsome. He looks so much like Anil Kapoor.

He has fucked me royally and shown me ultimate pleasures of sexual energy. He is a king of sex. I can bet that no one in the world can give a girl so much orgasm and keep her gasping for more. Call me shameless, but I’m so eager to share what a sexciting time i enjoyed in his arms.

He has made me into an angel of sex. He is the one who has taught me that female body is an object of worship.

He’s got a fantastic appeal that will move girls like me to keep asking for more sex. By the way, I’m 26now.

Here’s how it all began. I hope I haven’t made you jealous. But I promise you that when you reach the end of this post, you too will feel sexually aroused and screw your partner with Prem’s magic. And if you have no partner, screw me in your dreams!

I was selected under the condition that I had to be staying in the guesthouse and manage the affairs. I was hired at an attractive salary of 50k a month. But I never knew I had to take care of the old man’s sexual drive too.

I realized that the sexetarian had designed my life. I have nothing to complain. Because he screwed me and taught me things that I should do to keep my man satisfied. He got me married to a successful businessman.

We have massive 18rooms in the suburb of a place called Mount Abu. It’s a place where honeymooners come and enjoy. Prem had a private cottage in the property.
He stayed in there for three to four months every year.

I was fond of yoga and maintained my figure (36-24-39). I have beautiful glowing skin and a lovely shoulder length hair. The color of my eyes is ash-grey and I inherited it from my mother.

He arrived in the guesthouse and ordered me to shift into his cottage till he stayed in the place. I felt it funny, but obeyed. A job is a job. I had to impress him with my work and show off my management.

Before he came, I shopped around for beautiful sarees and stitched the best patterns of blouses. And also for some nice fitting bras. The parlour bill was an enormous 4000.

When we were both alone inside the cottage. he gave me a gift wrapped box with a smile. What a killer personality he looked! I opened it in excitement. I saw the most beautiful lingerie in my life. It was a ‘Jimmy Choo’. My jaw fell in amazement. I blushed and said, “aapne itni talkleef kyun kie?”

“Pasand aayi? Tumhare naram, komal angon ko pyar se dhakne ke liye.” (Did you like it? I want to cover your soft body parts with them.)

“Uncle, aap mujhe sharminda kar rahe hain.” I looked up to see him in the eye.

I turned my back to him. My red saree was showing off my curves. My blouse had a low back. He touched my shoulder and my sleeveless arms and I felt a current in my spine. He came closer and hugged me. I lifted my neck up to believe this.

I was with a man old enough to be my father. And he was feeling my body in lust. Should I allow it? Should I turn back and slap him?

Then a thought came. What would I loose. I don’t belong to my husband anymore. And if I would make this man happy with my body, he will look after my sexual and material needs.

“Main tumhare jaisi kamsin, jawan ladki ke liye bahut dino se intezar kar raha tha. Aur tum Ab apne pati ko bhool kar mere saath mere bistar par mere mote laude ka maza lene tiyar ho jaao. Auron ke beech me mujhe ‘uncle’ bulao. Lekin is room me mujhe Jaanu bulao. Agar tum meri baat manogi, to tumhe bahut maza aayega.” ( I had been waiting for a delicate and young girl like you in my life. And you must now forget your husband and prepare to sleep on my bed and enjoy a fat cock like mine. Call me ‘uncle’ in front of others, but call me Jaanu (lover) in this room. If you obey my words, you will enjoy it.)

I was getting wet down. After six months of separation, I was again missing a cock. I suddenly wanted some steamy sex. But, I thought what can a sixty year old man do to me. He cannot be as horny as my much younger husband. I was wrong.

“Ab hum dono ek saath nahayenge. Tum mere badan ko sabun se dhona, aur main tumhare badan ko sharaab se dhounga. Chalo bathroom me.” (We will together take a bath now. You wash my body with soap, and I’ll wash yours with scotch.). My tits had suddenly become harder.

We entered the bathroom and he saw me removing my saree. I exposed my nice shaped melons and flat navel to him. He removed his shirt and showed me his hairy chest. Then removed his pants and hung it. I removed my petticoat and showed him my pink panties. Then my blouse came off, exposing my nice cleavage and global boobs. He started the shower and the steam engulfed the room.

I followed him into the water and hugged him. I didn’t want to loose this job. I thought I should forget everything that happened and start enjoying life.

He groped my boobs and kissed my lips. The straps of my bra came away and showed what milk tankers I had. “Beautiful. Wow. Beautiful. Mmmmh. Mujhe maza aagaya. Lily, tu meri zindagi ki sabse khoobsurat tohfa hai. Beautiful.”

I rubbed the soap on his chest and he lifted his arms. I rubbed there also and felt his cock touching my waist. He lifted me in his laps and kissed me. Both my legs were in the air. I was struggling to come down. He applied soap on my tits and kissed me so many times on my shoulders. My thin arms kept moving behind his back. I was horny to be fucked.

The best part is there was no one to disturb us. After three months of separation, I was suddenly feeling the need of a cock. When a man feels horny he finds it easy to masturbate. When a girl like me is horny, It becomes very difficult to control, so I take a cold water shower and try to divert my thoughts.

“Wah, kya mast hain tere pair. Inke beech me so jane ko man kar raha hai.” (Wow, you have such beautiful legs. I want to sleep in between them.) I’m conscious of keeping myself free of unwanted hair. So, my legs, hands, armpits and pussy hair is always a clean slate.

I pulled down his underwear and saw his cock. The long and hard bone had the red head like Mt. Abu. I rubbed the soap on it and muzzled it with both my hands. The heat of this manhood made me wet in my pussy. Both my hands kept moving up and down the length and I was enjoying a lot. My eyes were fixed on it. “Hmmmm. Maaa. Uffff. Aaaah. Wahh. Lily , lillllleeee, lily, lilllleeee. Maza aa raha hai, lily.” The way he was calling my name, I was more aroused. And I pressed even harder.

He rubbed soap on my breasts and caressed them. I felt like a virgin, touched for the very first time. I wanted to have a nice time. I hugged him and pressed my boobs on his hairy chest and whispered, ” I love you. Kiss me. I love you. Main aapke liye tiyar hoon. Meri jawani ke jalwe looto. Mujhe itni achi tarha se khodo, ki main aapki deewani ban jaun. Mere jism se khelo. I love you. Prem. I love you.” ( I love you. Kiss me. I love you. I’m horny for you. Screw me and enjoy yourself. Dig your cock deep inside me and make me crazy. Fuck me and play with this body. I love you. Prem. I love you.)

I turned off the shower and wiped his back and thick thighs. I took chance to kiss his cock and wipe it clean. After all, his cock is the hero of tonight’s play. He also wiped me and caressed my ass. He pinched it and smiled with my sensuous expression. I was mad in lust.

Naked, I lied on his fluffy bed and felt the soft cushions. He came on top of me and I lifted my arms. My both melons were glowing in the light of the bulb. And my cherry tits waited to be licked by him. He was the second man who had seen me without clothes after my husband. His mouth went straight to my under arms and his lips kissed me there continuously.

Both my armpits, he kissed like I was butter. He licked the sides of my boobs and I was still waiting for him to suck the nipples. He teased my soft globes for several minutes till I ordered him, ” Chooste ho ya maarun. Is zaalim jawani ko tarsa tarsa ke kya milega. In naram aur garam aamo se doodh piyo. Aaj raat Lily ko choos lo aur loot lo. Jaldi karo, Prem. Main bahut pagal ho rahi hoon. Peelo meri jawani ke jalwe.” ( are you going to suck them or not? What will you get by making them wait. Drink the milk from these juicy mangoes. Hurry up, suck them and enjoy them. Tonight Lily is ready for a rape from you. Hurry up, Prem. I’m going crazy. Drink from my boobs.)

He had probably never seen a wild woman like me. I’m pleading him to fuck me, and he was busy teasing me.

His hands parted my legs and he went down and his lips were moving on the mouth of my soft pussy. What a terrific feeling! What a lover he is!

He licked me down and lubricated the hole that was not explored for six months. Then we lied in 69 posture. I took the length of his cock in my mouth. Alas, only a quarter went inside. And he parted the lips of my pussy and dug his tongue and explored all the corners. My mouth was licking and kissing his hard pole. And his hands kept moving all over my thighs and ass. I enjoyed it.

He got up and asked me to show him my ass. I turned and stood on my knees and he pushed me on the pillow. I was now supporting myself in my elbows, my ass facing his pole. He praised my ass. He kissed it several times, while his fingers fingered my pussy.

He came forward and inserted his long cock into my pussy. “Dheere dalo jaanu. Mujhe kabhi bhi mere mard ne idhar se nahi choda. Aur aapka lauda to usse bhi double size ka hai.” ( do it gently, Jaanu. My husband has never entered me from this side. And your cock is double of his size.)

“Aise naram gaand ko peeche se hi marna chahiye. Aisi garam jawani ka maza peeche se chodne me maza aata hai.” ( an ass like yours must be enjoyed from the back. And if I was your husband, I would fuck you every night in the ass.)

He pushed the entire length in full force. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaah. Mar gayi. Saab. Bahar nikalo mujhe dard ho raha hai. Aaaaaaaaaaah. Hmmmm. Mujhe chod do. Pleeease mujhe chod do. Saab. Main aapke lambe laude ko jitne ghante chahiye chaatungi. Lekin isko bahar nikalo. Please, sir.” He mercilessly pushed and squeezed my bum till I could feel the pleasure of his strokes. Then he paused to let me catch up with my breadth. I was panting and sweating with the heat. He felt my back and then cupped my boobs with both his hands. I began to relax.

Then again, he increased the speed of his strokes. His cock had been inside my pussy for few seconds. “Aaammmm. Ooooh. Prem, I love you, Prem.” His cock moved deep inside me and pulled out fully. Again, he pushed it inside and again he pulled out. What a feeling it was. A man had never had me so good. And in my dreams I never imagined a 62 year old screwing me for all my worth.

After cumming, he lied beside me. I was overcome with gratitude. I came on top of him and felt his big chest. Kissed him on his nipples and his neck. His hands caressed my soft ass. I came down and kept moving my hands on his chest. His hands took my hand to his cock. The enormous rod was up again.

He made me lie on my back and kissed my nipples. I have never felt so cared and lucky with a second screw in the same night. He fucked me again in equal force that he had taken me from back.

And again, at maybe at 5am, he woke me and asked me to ride his cock from top. I was surprised with his stamina.

Then again the next day, he screwed me thrice. And every next time he screwed me, he was even better. Only god knows how he managed to gather such energy. This old man had a terrific cock to dig my ass every night and give himself satisfaction. After screwing me to the core, he hugs me near the boobs and goes to sleep.

We had good time for three months. In the meantime, he showed me couple of alliances from good families and my marriage was fixed.

He confided that I was the 22nd girl who he had enjoyed after his wife had died. He never had a satisfactory sex life with his wife.

And all the previous 21 girls were either divorcees or widows whom he employed as caretakers. Every three months, he changed for another caretaker while the present one’s marriage would be fixed. But I was the only one who knew about the count. All of us girls are settled in life because of ‘uncle’.

Today, I’m settled with my husband and know that sex is also important part of married life. So I advise all girls who have read my story to maintain their bodies and enjoy sex. Because, men are always looking for beautiful women with nice curves. And I appreciate men who satisfy their women in bed. You must also know that women have sexual needs and your cock has all the power to do ‘IT’.
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