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Those who already know me, once again hold your hands to shake your cocks… And for those who are new, let me introduce myself.
My name is Ritika; live in Delhi. I have already written it above. I am 21 years old now, and the size of my boobs has increased to 36 inches.
But still, the thin waist is 28 inches. Formerly 36 inches thick and prominent, it has now become 38.
I have soft lips and intoxicating eyes.
I am fair. black, thick hair from my long snake, waving till my ass.
My pussy is also light pink.
Because of all these intoxicated parts of mine, I am a wonderful asset.
I love having sex. My hunger to take cock is not satisfied yet, but the seal of both my pussy and ass has been broken.
In the last Adult English Sex Stories you read how Amit sir broke the seal of my pussy, and after that, the principal of my own school also hit my pussy.
After that, the peon with water and finally the karate head left my ass open.
In the whole session of that 12th grade class, all three of them fucked me a lot and made me a cool whore.
But when my school journey was over, Amit sir went back to his village and got married there.
After Amit, sir, the principal fucked me one last time when I went to collect my 12th grade mark sheet and school TC.
Since then, all contact with them has ended.
Now I went to my home for further studies.
There was some problem with that, due to which I had to take admission to a private college.
I didn’t have to go there every day; it was just a scene of going to give the paper.
My daily habit of kissing—how could it change because I’m staying at home?
For a month, I had to resort to fingers and a dildo.
But now I wanted a real man and his dick at any cost.
My pussy and Big Ass were yearning for cocks.
So I started looking here and there.
Two outsiders used to come regularly to my house: one was the milkman, and the other was the washerman.
So I first thought of hunting both of them.
Now, whenever the milkman used to come, I always used to wear loose clothes from the front.
Because of this, it used to happen that when I bent down to take milk, the milkman would start looking at my milk.
Similarly, I started giving my bra pants to my washerman to wash.
He used to take and give my clothes separately from my room itself.
Slowly, I was showing both of them the glow of my beauty, and they were also getting trapped in it.
One evening I was getting very bored at home, so I got my old bike fixed and started cycling for one hour every evening.
One day like this, I was going down the road, so I saw a man.
That man looked like the milkman who used to come to my house.
I was seeing her from behind, so I could not recognize her.
When I went after him, he passed through a stable and stopped outside a small hut.
When he turned back, I saw that it was him.
Till then, he also saw me and said, Hey wife, how are you here?
That milkman used to call me BBG.
I said to him, Hey, I ride my bike every evening in the evening, so I thought to leave here today… then you have seen.
He said to me, Come on, it is good that you came to my house. Come sit in my poor house.
I said, Oh, leave it; I am right here.
He started speaking: No, I will not let you go like this. You have come to my house for the first time, even unknowingly, but I will not let you go without drinking tea.
I had to give in to his stubbornness.
He took me into his house.
His house was inside the same hut. A cot was spread, and there was a kitchen in it. There was a stable of buffaloes outside.
I asked him, Who else lives in your house?
He said, I only live here. Everyone else lives in the village.
While talking to me, he started making tea, and when I started leaving after drinking tea, etc.
So he said, Keep coming, wife.
In the same way, I found the house of my washerman and also saw his house.
In the evening, I would go to his house and give him clothes, or sometimes I would bring them from there.
Like this, a few days passed.
One day, the weather was bad in the evening. That day I went out in a skirt top as usual.
On reaching some distance, it suddenly started raining, so I stood under a tree.
That little shower of rain and that cold wind were entering my pussy through my skirt, which was without pants.
On top of that, my nipples also became hard because of the cold air. Today he was also without a bra, so now I started getting cocked very fast.
One hand automatically entered my Tight Pussy, and the other hand started caressing my nipples.
I did not get satisfaction even after standing there for some time and doing all this. nor did the rain stop so that I could go home.
Then I thought, Why not get wet and go to the milkman? Rain will also be used as an excuse, and maybe today there will be a fight for sex too.
I reached outside the milkman’s house, soaking wet. He was still in the stable.
As soon as he saw me, he came running to me and started taking my cycle inside.
Then he took me into his house.
I told him, I left, and it started raining on the way, so I came to your house. Because your house was too close.
The milkman looked at my mother and said, Well done, wife, and you are completely drenched. You take off your clothes; otherwise, you will feel cold. I will give you some cloth.
I went to one side and started taking off all my clothes.
There was so much light in that room that he must have seen my naked body clearly.
He brought a white dhoti for me and said, Wife, wear it. I don’t have any other clothes.
I said, Oh, that’s fine.
When I tied it on top of my body, it was such a flimsy cloth that my whole body was visible in it. My nipples were also clearly visible.
I tied that cloth from above, so it was able to cover only my ass below.
Then he made me sit on his throne, and he made tea for me. Which we both started drinking together.
His eyes were palming my own body. He was talking, but his slanting eyes were engaged in measuring my body.
I also started getting a slight pang of lust, and I too had become cool.
Then, once, a very strong wind blew, so I sat right next to it. Due to being completely drenched, I started feeling very cold.
He held my hand and rubbed it, giving it some heat.
me, but still, I had not stopped feeling cold. My teeth started chattering.
He picked me up, made me sit on his lap, and held me tightly in his arms.
I was confined like a touch in his broad chest. He immediately wrapped me in his arms.
Due to this, I had completely stopped feeling cold. But now I was feeling the fire of sexual intercourse very intensely, and probably the same thing was going on in the mind of the milkman also because his cock was getting hard from below in my ass and was getting stuck in the crevice of my ass.
That milkman spoke softly in my ear: Wife, should I say one thing?
I nodded my head, yes.
So he started saying, Bibi ji, you are very beautiful, and I like you very much. I want to taste you once because now my wife lives in the village and I have not even gone to see her for many years. I can’t find anyone here. You are too hot; you are in the spirit of youth. You come to my work, and in return, I will satisfy you completely.
This was the first time with me that a man was asking my permission on this occasion; otherwise, he already knew my intention.
If this had happened, someone would have thrown me down and fucked me without saying anything.
I asked him, Do you want to taste? What does this mean?
He said, Should I tell after tasting?
I shook my head, yes.
At first, he grabbed both my front headlights and pressed them hard, and in one go, he unbuttoned my dhoti and made me completely naked.
I was hot, and I got cool.
When he saw consent from my side, he made me sit on his lap with my face towards him.
Now he was sucking both my nipples alternately in such a way, like a suckling child drinks its mother’s milk.
By now, I had also surrendered myself to him.
He made me lie down, and then, holding both my legs, he hung me upside down in the air.
Resting my head on his lap, I caught hold of both my legs, spread them, and started sucking my salty pussy rising in the air.
He carried me in the air as if I were a toy.
For a long time, the milkman licked my pussy so mercilessly that I fell down, and he cleaned my water by licking it.
Then he put me down, took off his vest and dhoti, and separated me.
He also threw away his briefs.
My saliva dripped after seeing his huge cock. His cock was very long, and it was a fair, hairless cock.
While until now I was fucked by black-colored cocks only.
I instantly broke down on that milkman’s cock and sucked his dick with such intensity that he fell down in a few minutes.
My whole mouth was filled with it.
He continued to suck my cock as he was getting ready for the second round.
He pressed my nipple and said, Bibi ji, today, for the first time, someone has taken my cock in his mouth. You sucked cock so well that I could not stop for long… But it will not happen again.
I started sucking his cock more quickly, and within about five minutes, his cock again started spreading its fun.
After the cock was ready, he made me lie down, and coming in front of me, he set his cock on my pussy.
Then, in one go, he passed his entire cock across my pussy.
I moaned after taking his thick cock. The ants crawling in the chute started dying, and I got Tarannum.
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