Malini Ki Chudayi

I’m horny and I’m lucky. My name is Manik. I’m a handsome 25year old who is fond of porn. I love girls with big boobs. But yes, I’d surely want them to be taut to squeeze.

I’m unmarried but have had sex with one dream girl. She’s my office Colleague and we had a freak out day of enjoying each other’s body.

Her name is Malini. She’s a divorcee and stays with her mother. She’s 40 year old but has the body of a 20 year old virgin. Her boobs are my titillation and her ass makes my cock go bonkers under my pants.

She joined our office about eight months back. We work for an investment banker as account keepers. Small businesses would borrow money from us as term loans and would repay us in installments. And our role would’ve to keep the follow up of their due payments.

She’s a voluptuous lady with nice pair of tits. The day she would wear a saree, I could see her thin navel on her flat belly. Most part of her waist and tummy would be visible for my feasting eyes. But the marvel was that when boss used to be around, all her body parts would be carefully draped to cover her assets.

I would often stare at her nicely shaped boobs and my cock would be out of control. I shagged many times in my dreams about her but didn’t dare to fuck her.

We were highly paid because we were trusted employees. Boss would be out most part of the day, leaving us alone. But I was suffering because I had not yet enjoyed the sexual pleasures of a woman’s body.

She would sometimes wear a nice strand of jasmine flowers on her hair. Sometimes her blouse would show off her bulges and the gap between them. Sometimes her hands would be placed my shoulder while I showed her something on the monitor.

Her dress sense was so sensuous that I found myself uneasy to look into her eyes while we spoke. She was light hearted, but serious to her work. And I had become naughty in my thoughts just seeing her body features.

Days moved to weeks and weeks became months. But I didn’t have the guts to ask her for sex. Though I could make out that she was attracted to me. She would giggle and bend her head when I spoke to her; or she would move her hands up to make a pony in front of me. And when she did such gestures, she would show me her tits from the side, or her clean shaven armpits.

I began to shave more often and went to the gym regularly. Though I had sex with her in my dreams, still I would maintain dignity in the workplace. But through the day, sex thoughts drilled into my mind and I made silly mistakes.

One borrower had taken a huge sum of money and vanished. His mobile phone was Unreachable and his office locked for several days. In such case, a complaint was lodged with the police. They tapped his mobile phone which was our only hope to trace him.

In two days we came to know that he was in his native in Mangalore. Boss summoned me and Malini to rush there and identify him to the local police. We already had his photograph in our records. But Malini refused as her mother would be alone. Boss grew furious and threatened to send her to be questioned by police if she wouldn’t.

She was in tears. I told boss to leave us alone, so I can talk to her. After he went, I told her that it was our duty to see that company money got back our money. Only a matter of one night journey to reach Mangalore and return. I wiped her tears and placed her hands in mine. It was the first time I had touched her.

She stopped crying and smiled. “Agar tum mere saath ho, to mujhe darne ki zaroorat nahin.”

That night I couldn’t sleep as her white blouse and thin cleavage line didn’t leave my memory. “Jane kab Malini ko baahon me bhar ke uske boobs dabaunga? Jane kab Malini mere is mote laude ka aanand uthayegi? Jaane kab uske gol-gol ras bhare boobs ko choosne ka chance milega?” I rolled on my bed the whole night.

We took the next night’s train to Mangalore. She was wearing a white tshirt with skin color leggings. What a beauty she looked. Her boobs looked even bigger without the pallu. I made the sheets and laid the pillow for her to sleep. And when she lied down, I put the blanket on her.

She winked and bit her lower lip. “My god,” I thought, “what is happening?” The bulge in my pyjamas swelled. I turned away and rushed to the toilet to hide it. I moved into the toilet but didn’t notice that she was following.

I went inside and was about to bolt the door, but she pushed her way inside. We bolted the door and asked her why she came here? “Aaj kuch khas raat hai, Manik. Tum bhi akele, aur main bhi. Aur saath me boss ki bhi permission hai. Tum bache to nahi ho. Tumko sab pata hai.”

“Par, Maliniji aap to kisi ki wife ho. Ye baat theek nahi.” She covered my mouth and her mouth began to kiss my neck. She kissed my neck for so many times. Her tits were brushing my chest and her warmth was very seductive.

I held her neck like a chicken and kissed her lips. We kept lip locked for several minutes. I was controlling myself, but her hands ripped away my night dress top and her kisses continued to wet my chest.

“Ab humko chalna chahiye, Maliniji. Logon ko doubt ho jayega. Kya pata boss ne humpe nazar rakhne ke liye kisi ko bheja hoga to?”

“Chalenge, Manik. Par mujhe tumhara land dekhna hai. Is pyase choot ko ek mote aur bade land ka anubhav karna hai.” Before she completed, her hands pulled my pyjamas down and my underwear too.

She held my erect cock in her hands in such a tight grip. I tried to free it, but she was horny. I didn’t know what to do? What a lady this one is. I tried again, but she started to shagg me by kneeling in the floor.

I felt very bad with such behaviour. I gave her a gentle slap and told her to stop it. She frowned. With angry expression, she made her top and moved away to the compartment. I got scared. I didn’t want to reject her, but I was doubting that we are being watched.

We slept and reached Mangalore in the morning. Boss had arranged for taxi to take us to the hotel. We freshened and drove to the police station.

The constable showed us the photo of the culprit and we recognised him. That was it, we went with six armed cops to his small house. He didn’t offer resistance. Just brought our cash and settled the borrowed sum.

It was just 12 in the noon. Our train was at 11pm. We took the amount and remitted to our company bank account. Then headed to the hotel.

Once inside the room, she hugged me.” Manik, mujhe maaf kar do. Kal raat mujhe sex ki bhookh thi. Maine tumhe kitne mahino se mere body dikhayi hai.”

“Maliniji, Maine aapke har inch ko apne sapne me chaata hai. Chaliye, Ab hum maza karenge.”

We pulled away each other’s clothes and hugged like lovers. Without the blouse, her nice boobs looked even spongy. The color of her tits was black. She laid on the soft bed and pulled my head to suck her taut nipples.

I sucked and teased the boobs, my nose rubbed on the soft skin and my teeth kept biting the soft flesh. She was moaning like a woman does for being fucked. The only difference was that my cock had not entered her yet.

She put both her hands up. As she did that, her both boobs went up to show the tightness.
I kissed her armpits. She moaned like Mad.

She told me that from the day she joined, she was waiting for me to fuck her.

She told me that she wore flowers keeping in mind that one day, I would squeeze the juices from them and fuck her madly.

She told me that whenever boss would not be there, her hands would purposely lift the pallu to show off her side-boob view.

She told me that since the day her husband left her, she was dry of sex. He had given her a thunderous experience of a man’s dreaded tool. And he divorced her because of her excess needs of sex.

She told me that on the train, she wanted to suck my cock.

She told me that whenever she took a shower, her thoughts of me fucking her would engulf her.

Before joining our company, She had left two other jobs because there were only ladies working there. And she wanted to trap a man who could fuck her to satisfaction.

I went mad with her talk. My cock is 8.5inches. I went down and saw her clean shaven pussy. She was the first woman I had seen naked and hungry for a man like me.

I spread the walls of her cunt and saw her redness. I kissed the opening and she moaned, “today, you’re the only man who is seeing this cunt after my husband.” I kissed her again, but this time I was jealous.

“Manik, tum mere doosre mard ho. Tumhara land to mere pati se bhi bada aur tagda hai. Main janti thi, ke tumhara bada hoga.”

I was becoming hornier with her talk. I kissed her soft thighs. They were like the hottest models in my penthouse mag. She asked me to spread the legs and enter her. But I was in the mood of teasing.

I kissed her thighs, and went down to her knees, and her calves. The shape of her legs was very nice. Every mans fantasy is to be between the two legs. Suck her juices and make her moan. I teased her pussy with my fingers and she looked at me in appreciation.

Her hands now moved and held my cock. The erectness of my cock, her small hands held it with pride. I turned her around as I didn’t want her to shag me again.

I kissed her back and moved my hands around it. The weight of her boobs was nice. I squeezed one of them while kissing her back. She was pleading me to fuck her. I thought that I should do it now.

I told her that I had never had sex before. She asked me to come close to her. I laid my head between both her boobs and she kissed me. She showed me how to wear the condom.

“Mere pyare aashik. Main tumhe poori tarha se expert bana dungi. Tumhare liye aajse main Maliniji nahi, Mali hoon. ” Her hands went down and held my dick. Then she put it on the opening. ” Ab tum pehle dheere-dheere isko andar ghusao.”

I pushed firmly but gently. Her mouth opened in a shock. She pleaded me to be slower as she had never had sex for two years. But I was on fire. A sexy beauty below me, her soft pussy lips were pulling my cock inside her. How can I be slow. I pushed with all my might.

“Aaaaaaaaaah. Haraaamkhor. Ooooh. Kutttte.” She screamed as I pushed strongly my cock inside her. “Aaah, aaaaaagh, aaaaaah.,oooooh. Bade kameene ho Manik.”

Her screams only ignited my fire. Until now I was just entering. Now I felt inside her. I lifted myself on my knees and ploughed her inside out. “Aaaaaah, aaaaaaah,” she moaned in enjoyment. Her hands were hugging my back tightly. I stroked harder as I saw her facial expressions of satisfaction.

“Tumhare liye itne din tarasti rahi hoon. Aaj ye din aaya hai. Manik, mere premi, meri choot tumhe pasand aayi?”

“bada maza aa raha ha, Malu. Tumhari choot badi nazuk aur kamsin hai.”

I had such good fun in enjoying her body. if a 40 year old can be so good in bed, how will a woman of my age be? She was ‘garam maal’ for me. even after removing my cock, she kept moving her hands on my chest.

We took a bubble bath in the bathroom. She made me sit in the tub and came on top of me. Her hands took my hands and placed it on her boobs. I got the signal. I pressed her boobs together and soaped them. I loved the sight of her under arms. She was fair and had clear skin. No sight of pimples anywhere, yet she was hot. I soaped her boobs in circles and went down to her navel.

“Ye kya kar rahe ho. Mujhe gud guddi ho rahi hai.” I could make out that she wanted me to continue. I pinched her on her soft waist and she screamed, ” ouch. Mat karo Na. Please, aise mat karo. Mujhe gud guddi hoti hai.”

She turned around and the weight of her boobs pressed on my chest. She was not tall. Maybe 5.2 feet, but her body was electrified. She had the current of sexuality in every inch. I soaped her back and her head rested on my nipples. As I was feeling her back, she started to kiss me. She brought her head up and licked my neck.

It was then that I saw that she had a thin mole on her left shoulder. I soaped her shoulder and we smooched. It was a day of pure enjoyment.

During the day, we strolled the market and I bought her a nice pair of lingerie. We went back to hotel by 6pm. But we still had 4-5 hours for our train.

She made me drill her cunt with my finger for sometime and we had another session of hard screwing. This time, I fucked her like an expert. I had all the energy of an animal and she had kept moaning through out the fucking. She kept encouraging me to move deeper.

By the time we finished, my cock was red. I took a shower and felt pain in my cock that time. But after half an hour, it was normal. We returned to Bangalore and reported to work next day.

Boss was happy with our work and rewarded us with 5 percent of the money we had recovered.

I’m going to be married next month. I want to leave this job because, Malini may become possessive of me, so I haven’t told her about my engagement. I have applied in another company and may get employed there soon.

Malini is a beautiful lady, but very unfortunate. She doesn’t have anyone to satisfy her every night. I had fucked her for five months every alternate night. The best posture she likes is the doggy style because of the size of my cock. Her husband had tried hard, but couldn’t satisfy her from back.

Apart from the alternate nights of screwing, She would take my cock in her mouth daily and enjoy it to fullest in the office.

If you have liked my experience, please feel free to write and tell me what happened while reading it.

I hope that I can satisfy my would-be wife sexually. Even more, I want my fiancé to be as wild as Malini in bed. My email I’d is [email protected].