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Joyti Chadha the-MILF PUNJABAN SHEMALE

When I was 25, I went through a really bad break up. Bad as in traumatic to me, not necessarily as in messy. Her name was Sanjana and we had dated almost all the way through university, having met at the very beginning of the second semester, and being official and exclusive by summer break. We had been young and passionately in love, I thought she was my soul mate. The girl I was going to marry. But then, just as we were entering our final year of school, she left me. She said that she was sorry, but that she couldn't keep holding me back - that there were things she wanted out of life which were different from what I wanted, and she didn't want us to hold each other back from our dreams - and with that she gave me back the key to my apartment, had her friends pack up her things a few days later, and left.

I was an absolute wreck for weeks. I yo-yoed between not eating anything, and eating everything in the house, I left my beard unkempt and sloppy, I stopped showering, and I was drunk all the time. I barely went to class, and I only managed to maintain my high grade average under extreme pressure. I was, simply put, a heartbroken wreck.

After a while, my best friend and housemate, Arun, had had enough. He threw out all my booze, unplugged my xbox, and practically fireman carried me into the bathroom and dumped me in the shower and locked me in and refused to let me out until I had showered, shaved, and returned to some semblance of "normal Manjeeet", as he put it. Then we went out to bars in gurgaon. For night after night after night we went out to the local bars and got hammered and hit on girls. We were actually pretty successful, too. The two of us are not unattractive young men - though Arun is a bit more of the classic good looks guy and I'm something of a mix between geek chic and lumberjack chic - and that, coupled with my break-up, got us both a lot of sympathy sex over those weeks. But it wasn't the same.

It wasn't the same, first and foremost, because it was all meaningless hookups with girls I'd never met before and probably would never see again - and I tended to like to make connections with people before I slept with them - but also for a certain particular key reason.

See, Sanjana had had special equipment "below decks" as it were. She was 100% fully a woman in all the ways that counted, was the way she phrased it to me when she first told me and I first saw, but instead of a cute little slit, she had some very different equipment down below. She was a girl with "something extra" as the saying was. A futanari, as they are sometimes called. Essentially, she was a girl, but instead of a vagina, hanging between her legs had been a 7.5 inch penis, a way bigger than my 5 inches. I'm not going to lie, I had been turned off, almost repulsed, even, at first. But I loved Sanjana, and I couldn't imagine never having sex with her. And I couldn't imagine letting her think I found her disgusting or repulsive or anything like that, so I had allowed myself to...experiment. We started slowly at first, and very incrementally. First our sex was more or less what any other non-futa couple would be, with the exception of me giving her a handy at some point during it. And as I began to get comfortable with that, we started pushing my boundaries more and more until by the time we celebrated our 6 months anniversary not only did I let her fuck me, I actually enjoyed and preferred it - as did she, as I learned later that she was naturally more of a top than a bottom and always like to fuck me, but since most guys wouldn't even consider it, she usually wound up bottoming if she wanted to have sex at all.

And after two and a half years of some of the craziest, hottest, kinkiest sex of my life, nearly every night, with the woman of my dreams, going back to more vanilla vaginal sex with non-futanari women in a series of repeating one night stands seemed essentially hollow, and it was doing nothing to get me over Sanjana. In fact, it just caused me to miss her more. Eventually Arun and I stopped going out to the bars.

Arun was the only one of my friends, male or female, who knew the truth about what Sanjana had been packing - it wasn't that either of us were ashamed, it was just that for reasons of societal expectations, and given the highly conservative nature of the surrounding area in which we lived, and the fact that she simply wanted to be seen as a regular girl like any other, rather than "that girl with a cock on campus", we decided to keep the specifics of our sex life essentially between ourselves - Arun only knew because he was my best friend and house mate, and he accidentally walked in on us one day when we had both snuck back to my place for a mid-afternoon delight. He had been overwhelmingly supportive and accepting of the whole thing, and had helped otherwise keep Sanjana's secret.

Because he was my best friend, he wanted to see me happy and to stop sulking around in my own depression, though, as I had been doing. Sanjana was gone and she wasn't coming back. So he had slowly started to arrange blind dates for me, and had eventually even persuaded me to go on them and try to have a good time. Most of them were disasters, of course. There were so many bad ones I had begun to wonder where he found these girls and if he was setting me up on bad dates on purpose in some kind of zen-master way to teach me a lesson. I had just about had enough of it, though, and I had told him as much one day when he told me he had found the perfect woman to set me up with. That he knew she and I would hit it off, and that if I went on this one last blind date and it didn't work out that he promised he'd leave me alone and let me pine after Sanjana all I wanted - for the rest of my life, if I had wanted - and he wouldn't say shit. Well, with an offer like that, I couldn't hardly refuse. And I'm glad that I didn't.

Arun had set everything up, of course, but made sure that it reflected my personality, instead of his. Reservations at a very hip, posh chines tapas restaurant and wine bar on the main entertainment street near our university, followed by tickets to and a groupon for a tasting menu at a chic local desert-only restaurant near the theatre. All I had to do was show up, dress nice, and make a decent impression. Which I did, and I'm glad that I had.

She showed up quite late - almost a half hour after the time we agreed to meet - and I was considering getting up, paying for the glass of wine I had already drunk, and leaving, but just as I was looking around for someone who would get me my bill, I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned my head in the direction of a sweet, feminine voice as it asked

"Excuse me, are you Manjeeet, Arun's friend?"

"Why yes, I am," I replied, as I turned to face the voice. When I saw who it belonged to, I was stunned silent for a minute before I was able to catch my breath and speak.

"Mrs...Dhillon?"

Mrs. Dhillon was my across the street neighbour for a significant portion of my childhood, and was a friend of my mother's, despite their difference in age (my mother was about 15 years her senior). She was certainly old enough to have been considered a MILF when I was younger, and going through puberty - and in fact, she was my very first crush; I remember thinking I was so sneaky when I would peek through my bedroom window at night when I was fourteen and fifteen and see her changing in her bedroom, even though of course now I know she had to have known - and now, in her lower forties, was the perfect age to be considered a cougar.

She was still as hot as ever, if a bit different than I remembered. She was a full grown punjabi aunty, probably taller than my five foot four, maybe five foot eight.
Her skin was the colour of toffee; her heart-shaped face held a prominent, Iranian nose, piercing grey eyes, and brownish-black hair that framed her face and fell down to her shoulders in ringlets, giving away the fact that before she had married and become Mrs Dhillon, she had been a Chadha. On her heavy size, her body supportive large, watermelon breasts - which were probably enhanced slightly, but I remember they were large and tight even when I was a young teen - Her ass, too, was very wide , round, and firm.

She wore a form fitting salwar suit that accented her skin colour perfectly and accentuated all her curves in all the right places, and showed just enough typical punjabi hairy skin to be daring, whist being modest enough to be classy.

"Manjeeet? Manjeeet singh?" She asked, shock colouring her face as she studied me.

"Well, I go by Manu or MANJEEET now to everyone but my mum and sister," I said, "but yeah, its me...what are you doing here, Mrs Dhillon ?"

"Wow, Manju...err, I mean, Manjeeet, you certainly have grown up nice," she said in a way that was far too sultry than I thought any of my mother's friends - even her super hot friends - were capable of.

"Umm...thanks, Mrs Dhillon?"

"Joginder...or Jyoty, if you like"

"What?"

"Well, I mean, I'm not Mrs D anymore...I'm not exactly Mrs Anything anymore, after the divorce," she said, sitting down across from me, as I barely noticed.

"What? You and Mr D now divorced? When? That's horrible," I said, truly. Mr.Dhillon was such a nice guy, he always helped out all the kids in the neighbourhood, even after his son had grown up and moved out, which was several years ahead of me in school.

"Yeah, a little," she said, honestly. "But it was mostly mutual. I mean, he did some things he shouldn't have, I did some things I shouldn't have...we were fighting too much and not making love nearly enough...eventually, basically we decided that our marriage had run its course. It was fun whilst it lasted, but we found out that if we wanted to have any chance of staying friends, we couldn't stay married," she said, ruefully. "He is still a good man and I care about him a great deal. But we needed different things out of the rest of our lives. So, I'm back to being Joginder Chadha, city girl on the hunt," she said, chuckling. "Which brings us to here. To our date," she said, pausing to drink some wine which the waiter had brought to the table without me fully noticing.

"And you're not...wierded out by going on a blind date with me? Your friend's son?"

"Not at all. Age is nothing but a number, after all. And you're cute, I'm a big woman...we're both adults. Whatever we get up to, if anything, doesn't have to be anyone's business but our own"

"Really?" I asked, almost incredulously. In all the time I had known Mrs. Dhillon , she had never been this, well, cool. At least, not when I was around anyway. Maybe being Joginder Chadha agreed with her (A Masculine name though). "But what about my Mum?"

"I won't tell her if you wont," Joginder said. "But...if this is too weird for you, going on a date with your Mum's hottest friend, I can leave..." she said, clearly slightly hurt but also very understanding.

"No!" I cried, almost too eagerly. I could see the hint of a devilish smirk flash across her face. "No," I tried again. "Its not that, its just...a bit awkward, maybe a little. But you're here, I'm here...let's just have some dinner, go on with the date and worry about everything else later," I said, motioning for her to please sit back down. She complied.

"I would like that very much, Manjeeet," she replied, smiling demurely. "So tell me...what's a young, attractive guy like yourself doing relying on blind dates with older women?" she asked, almost teasing.

I told her about Sanjana and everything that had happened since - well, aside from Sanjana being a futanari, that is - and she was so understanding. We talked about how we both knew Arun in order for him to set us up - she had recently moved to the area from the old gurgaon neighbourhood where we had both lived after the divorce, and she got a job working at the same company he worked for - and all sorts of other things. From everything and anything under the sun. We talked for hours about music and philosophy; about the future, about the world, about politics; I told her about the backpacking trip I was planning, she told me about the backpacking trips she took in college to Nainital to walk the Haridwar and to Dehardun..and so much more besides. We had talked for hours but the time seemed to go by in a breeze. We continued talking and drinking long into the night after our meals had finished, and we had missed both the Three Stooges revival and the desert tasting menu as the bakery was closed by the time we realised what time it was and the restaurant was closing.

Neither of us wanted to go our separate ways just that moment yet, however, and after sharing two bottles of wine between us, Joginder asked me back to her apartment. I was originally hesitant, because I knew I would rather go to bed with Sanjana, or at least a futanari woman like her, but I had enjoyed my time on our date, and knew that if we wound up sleeping together, at least this sex would be fun and meaningful, if not as kinky as I was now used to.

When we got to her apartment, she gave me a quick tour and then beckoned me to sit on the couch in her living room, as she freshened up.

"Can I get you anything before I go? Beer? Water? Coffee?"

"Water would be great, actually," I said honestly.

"Bottles of water are in the fridge, second shelf. You'll see them," she said, indicating with her hand towards the kitchen and the fridge which was directly in my line of sight thanks to her open floor plan.

"I'm going to go freshen up," she said, "I'll be right back" she said, before kissing me, hard, on the lips.

As she left to do that, I grabbed a bottle of water, cracked open the top, and began to drink the cool liquid. She had been taking a few minutes so I began to wander around the living area aimlessly looking at the art and photographs that adorned the wall.

"Like what you see?" I heard a voice behind me ask, and I was about reply that I didn't know art but I knew what I liked, when I turned around to catch her gaze and saw the most beautiful sight I thought I'd ever see.

Joginder was standing behind me, legs spread shoulder width apart, completely naked - unless you counted the hungry look in her eyes - and stroking a massive ten inch cock surrounded by dense forest of black pubic hairs that swung between her legs.

I was so surprised and shocked by the sight - I never would have guessed in a million years; though the same was true about Sanjana - but also the boldness of it that I was stunned silent for a moment. Even at her most aggressive and dominant, Sanjana never would have been so up front, confident, and casual about this sort of thing. I have to say though, that it was one of the hottest things I'd ever experienced.

"Well? Do you like what you see?" She asked again. "Arun told me that you and I would be a good fit, sexually. He told me you'd be into this sort of thing, but he didn't tell me why...I take it Sanjana was a futanari, like me?"

"Well, no one is like you, Jyoty," I replied, finding my voice again

"Aww, you're such a charmer," she said, smiling. Still stroking her cock, she continued,

"But she was, wasn't she? A futa?"

"Yes"

"Did she fuck you?"

"Yes"

"You liked it, didn't you?"

I simply nodded in the affirmative.

"I'm a top-only girl. Do you know what that is?"

I had a sneaking suspicion what it was, but I shook my head no because I wanted to hear her say it. I wanted to know for sure.

"I think you do, Manjeeet, but I think you want me to tell you anyway...its okay, I'll humour you," she said, laughing lightly as she stroked her cock lightly. "It means that when I have sex, I don't get fuck, anywhere, ever. It means that when I have sex with someone, it means that they suck this big dick and I fuck them. That sounds hot to you, doesn't it?" she asked, almost taunting me.

I nodded in the affirmative. Yes, yes it did sound hot. Especially the way she said it.

"Do you want to have sex with me, Manjeeet?" she asked. "Do you want to suck my cock and let me fuck you deep?"

"Y...y...yes," I said, stammering in nervousness and excitement. I couldn't believe this was happening.

She smiled a bright smile that could have lit up the entire room.

"Good, cos I want that too, Manjeeet. I want it so much. I wanted it since I saw you in the restaurant earlier today," she said, dropping the cock out of her hands and approaching me. She kissed me, deeply and hard, but also passionately. When she pulled away, she helped me get out of my clothes as quickly as I possibly could.

When I, too, was naked, she started slowly stroking her cock again, though this time she was much closer to me than she had been before.

"So...you wanna suck my big dick?"

All I could do was lick my lips and swallow the nervous lump in my throat.

She smirked devilishly.

"I'll take that as a yes. Good, now why don't you get on your knees and put that pretty mouth of yours to good use...this cock isn't going to suck itself, you know," she said, pushing me down by my shoulders so that I sunk down onto my haunches until I was eye-to-eye with her cock.

I hesitated. Licked my lips.

"What are you waiting for? Blow me," she said, grabbing her dick by its base with one hand and the back of my head with the other and forcing them towards each other with a power I didn't know she had.

The next thing I know, her fully engorged head, as well as about a quarter of her already-big and only partially-hard dick was in my mouth, and she released a low, guttural, almost growl-like moan of pleasure as my desires took over. I used my tongue to trace small circles around the head and up and down the shaft as I sucked her for a few moments, encouraging her to get harder and bigger in my mouth. After a few moments, I pulled her cock out of my mouth and exclusively used my tongue to flit over her, starting with the tip of her head, all the way down her shaft, and making my way all the way down to her big, hairy, rough, and heavy ball sack. I did this several times, teasing her, making her excited, showing her that I knew exactly what I was doing and knew exactly how to make her feel good with her cock in my mouth and down my throat. After several minutes of this teasing I heard her growl, and almost whine, in pleasure. I knew that a dominant girl like her could only handle so much of such teasing before she took control of matters in her own hands - and I really wanted to do this myself, rather than her taking control - so I quickly placed my fingers as far deep down my throat as they would reach, in order to produce some more spit and saliva, and spit on her cock, before plunging it as deep into my mouth and down my throat as it would go.

I continued to bob my head up and down on her cock like this, working as much saliva into it as I could. After all, if I was going to give her head, it was going to be sloppy and enthusiastic, not half-assed. Her cock was long, about ten inches, maybe slightly more, and thick too, probably about two inches wide, at least, though, so that made it a bit difficult.

"Oh yeah, suck it nice and wet and sloppy, just like that," she said as I was bobbing up and down on her. I had still only taken about a little over half of her down my throat, but I could already tell that she was really into it, and if she continued to dirty-talk to me like that when I was blowing her - Sanjana had never really been in to dirty talk - well, let's just say I was going to find as many reasons and ways as possible to ensure she kept talking dirty to me.

"That's right, give me nice, sloppy head," she was saying to me as I pulled off her cock to spit on it.

As I stroked the spit along her shaft I replied,

"That's the only kind of head I give, sloppy and enthusiastic...otherwise, why bother?"
She smirked and laughed wickedly and replied,

"Well then, don't let me stop you, randi...get that mouth of yours back on my cock"

I didn't have to be told twice, and I returned my mouth to her dick giving her an increasingly sloppy and wet blowjob, working more and more of her cock into my mouth and down my throat.

"Oh fuck yes," she moaned a few minutes later. "I seriously think I need to find Sanjana and thank her for helping you tap into your inner cock-randi...because...oh fuck...no one has ever sucked my cock as good or as greedily as you, my eager little cock pig..."

That only got me more excited and turned me on even more.

"Oh, shit...you must really like it when I humiliate you and call you randi like this, don't you?" she asked

I tried to answer, but my reply was muffled by the fact that I had eight and a half inches of her ten-inch cock down my throat.

"I asked you a question you craven little fuck-randi," she said. "Show some respect by taking some control of your addiction to my cock and pull your dirty little mouth off of my cock long enough to answer my question"

"Yes," I replied simply

"Yes, what?" she asked

"Yes, Jyoty, I love it when you talk dirty to me and humiliate me, it turns me on like nothing else," I said, truthfully, and leaned forward to try to put her dick back in my mouth but she held my head just out of reach of her.

"Good...but that's not what I meant"

"No?"

"No"

"Then...what did you mean?"

"I want you to call me Daddy"

"What?" I asked, incredulous.

"You heard me, randi"

"But...but why...I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that"

"Because its what I like to be called during sex, is all. There's nothing creepy or weird to read into it, I promise, Manjeeet," she said, breaking character, but only slightly. "I'm confident in my femininity and womanliness and sexuality enough to admit that yes, I have a big cock and I like to use it, and yes, I fuck dominant and aggressive, I am way more masculine than you or my ex husband and I like being called as a man names in bed that reflect that...and the one I prefer the most is 'Daddy'. I have bigger and stronger cock than you so I am man here.
Is that...is that too weird for you?" she asked demurely. "Is it something that you'd at least be willing to try with me?"

I thought about it long and hard for a few moments. It was certainly weird for me, having never experienced anything like that before, but it made sense. And her explanation was certainly valid and made a lot of sense; it also did away with a lot of my immediate weird feelings. In fact it kind of made a lot of a weird sort of perverse sense. Lots of guys, myself included, when they're fucking girls with vaginas, like the feeling of power of that kind of subtle domination, and often do similar things, or slap her on the ass and ask her "who's your daddy?"...it only made some kind of perverse sense that she was a dominant, aggressive, top that she'd have the same kind of desires. I slowly nodded in the affirmative.

"Ok, I'll...I'll try it," I said nervously. "But if I start feeling gross or uncomfortable, it stops, okay?"

"Thank you, baby, that's all I can ever really ask," she said tenderly, leaning down to kiss me passionately for several minutes. When she pulled away, she was back in her dominant character.

"Now, I believe you were in the middle of answering a question, randi"

"Yes...uh...yes...Daddy," I said. "Yes, I do like it when you talk dirty to me and call me as your wife. It turns me on"

"Just like I fucking thought, you dirty little whore," she said, shoving her dick back in my mouth. "Suck my fucking cock, you little randi...suck me off so that I can dump my cum all over your face and turn you into my wife like I always wanted to do with Mr. Chadha but he run away," she said, as she placed both of her hands on either side of my head and threaded them into my hair, which she then proceeded to grip firmly as I bobbed my head up and down on her cock, and she proceeded to meet my bobbing head halfway by thrusting into my throat with her hips.

"Yes, that's right randi, suck Daddy's big cock...all the way down you little whore that's right, just like that..." she would say as she thrusted into me and I bobbed my head down on her massive length. Eventually, my throat relaxed enough, and her cock was wet enough to the point where I was able to deep throat her - my chin touched her balls and my nose her jungle of pubic hair.

"Oh fuck yes," she growled out in a low voice. "Deep throat my big fucking cock. Yes, show Daddy how much you love her big monster...holy shit, Arun was right, you are the best greedy little cock sucker I've ever fucking had gobbling on my cock," she said, before I had to come up for air.

I spit all the saliva and spit that had accumulated in my mouth on her cock as I went.

"You like the way I suck your cock, Daddy?"

"You're goddamned right I do"

"Do I give you the best head you've ever had, Daddy?"

"Well, its certainly fucking up there...but the jury's still out on whether or not it's the best yet...in the meantime, randi, why don't you shut the fuck up and put that mouth to better use and get back on my cock?"

She didn't have to tell me twice. I spit on her cock as I went and took her all the way down my throat again, whilst she held the back of my head in place and my lower jaw open with the other hand and proceeded to fuck my face like it was a pussy.

She proceeded to fuck my mouth for about ten minutes, maybe longer, before I felt her tighten up and her pace quicken. I knew she was close. Then, all of a sudden, without warning, she pulled her cock out of my throat, pushed my head back with one hand and commanded me,

"Keep your fucking mouth open, randi"

The next thing I know, I hear her orgasm. I was a low, guttural, growling sound - almost masculine, but still inherently feminine in nature - which she growled out in caveman-like sounds, no words, as rope after rope after rope of her hot, sticky, thick cum landed all over my face, for nearly a minute. It was one of the longest orgasms I had ever experienced, on either side. When she was finally done cumming on me, my face was a hot sticky mess, covered in the sheen of the plastering of cum my face had received from her.

After a few minutes, she had finally caught her breath. Eventually, she was able to speak.

"Holy fuck, Manjeeet," she began. "You can really suck a dick...you are such a dirty little whore," she said.

"I guess that's true," I said, wiping the cum from my eyes.

"But that's good," she continued. "Because as you can see, I'm still hard as a rock, and I really wanna fuck...what do you say about letting me fuck that tight hole of yours?"

I hesitated for a moment. She was much bigger than Sanjana had been, even at her most excited.

"I don't know..."

"I don't know,what?"

"I don't know...Daddy..."

"That's better"

"Like I was saying, I don't know, Daddy. You're much bigger than Sanjana ever was...I'm scared you might do some damage"

"Oh, I'm gonna do some damage," she said. "But not the medical kind, like you're thinking. I promise I'll be gentle, at least until you get used to it..."

I hesitated for a further moment, before giving in to my desires.

"Alright, I guess...as long as you fuck me good"

"Oh, Manjeeet, you won't ever have to worry about that," she said. "Now why don't you lube up my cock with some of your saliva, so I won't hurt you when I fuck you?"

I did as I was told and after I had gotten her cock nice and wet for a few minutes, she pulled me off of her, stood me up, walked me over to her desk which was in the corner of the room, and pushed me forward onto it.

"Open those smooth legs for me," she said. I did as I was asked.

"You ready for this Manjeeet? You ready to get fucked?" She asked as he lined her cock-head up with my star and began to tease me.

"Yes," I gasped.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Daddy...please fuck me," I said.

"Well, since you asked me so nicely, who am I to deny a randi their pleasure?" She said, as she thrust inside of me. I screamed out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. It hurt, but it hurt so good.

"What happened to going easy on me?" I cried. "You went in all at once!"

"Yeah, sorry about that," she said, genuinely sounding contrite. "I lied. You're just too tight and too willing and hot...I can't control myself," she said. "I'm a bull, and I fuck like it..My ex runaway but I hope you're ready to get fucked, because here...we...go..." she said, and began thrusting powerfully into me.

She fucked me for the next several minutes the same way, and it hurt, but the pain eventually gave way to extreme pleasure as my insides got used to her, and she began to start massaging my spot with her cock. At first, all I could hear from her was grunts and groans of pleasure.

"My god, you are so fucking tight," she said eventually, as she gaped my asscheeks open around her cock. "Didn't Sanjana ever fuck you?"

"Of course she did," I replied, myself gasping in pleasure as she massaged my prostate with her cock. "But she was a lot smaller than you are, and she didn't fuck me like this"

"Well, don't you worry, she was younger and I am punjabi by nature randi," she said as she thrust into me. "I'll dick you down real good...you'll finally know what it feels like to get fucked by a real futa"

She slowly started fucking me harder and faster, though each time she changed intensity or speed, she gave me time to get used to it. She was certainly very talented at topping and making it a pleasurable, rather than painful, experience. I had never felt pleasure like I had when she was fucking me.

Eventually as she started speeding up or increasing intensity, she would start getting more and more aggressive and dominant as well.

"Oh fuck yes," she growled, as she slapped my ass. "You like this big cock, don't you randi?"

"Y...y...yes, D...D..Daddy," I cried out in gasps of pleasure in between her thrusts.

"Oh fuck yeah, that's hot. That's right," she said, as she fucked me harder and faster. "Call me Daddy when I fuck you...that's right, you little whore..."

I could barely see or think straight, as my eyes rolled to the back of my head due to the pleasure of her long, powerful, intense strokes of her cock as she pounded me hard, fast and deep. I gasped out an incomprehensible jumble of sounds in a moan, but that was it.

She pulled my hair with one hand as the same as she slapped my ass, making me arch my body in just the right angles to hit all the right spots perfectly.

"I told you to call me Daddy when I'm fucking you, randi," she growled at me. "What's my fucking name?"

"Da...da...duh..."

She slapped my as and pulled my hair again, harder this time.

"What's my fucking name, whore?"

"Da...da...da..duh..."

She pulled my hair back, hard, and wrapped her free hand around my throat, as she continued to plow me, with rough, long, and deep strokes.

"What's my fucking name, you worthless cock sleeve?"

This time, I managed to form full words.

"Daddy," I moaned.

"What was that? I didn't hear you?"

"Daddy," I moaned, louder this time.

"One more time?" she teased.

"Daddy!" I screamed.

"That's fucking right," she said, slapping my ass again. "When you're blowing me or I'm fucking you, my name is fucking Daddy..i am the man you are my woman.you got that, randi?"

"Yes, Daddy," I moaned.

"That's what I fucking thought," she said, slapping my ass again. "Now tell me, randi...who's your Daddy?"

"You are"

"What was that? I couldn't hear you?"

"You are," I groaned in pleasure. I felt like I was going to pop any minute, even though Jyoty was nowhere near finished.

"Who's your fucking Daddy, randi?"

"You are"

"I didn't hear you," she said, slapping my ass again. "Who's your fucking Daddy?"

"You are, Daddy!" I cried in exquisite, torturous pleasure. "You are, Daddy!"

"That's fucking right I am, randi...and you like when Daddy fucks you like the bull she is and treats you like a breed cow cum receptacle, don't you?"

"Yes, Daddy"

"Oh fuck yeah, that's right, randi...tell Daddy how much of a dirty whore you are," she said, picking up speed and brutality even further, and fucking me as if both our lives depended on it for several minutes before she spoke again.

"Oh fuck yes, you love this big dick in you, don't you, you little cum bucket?" she tanted.

"Yes, Daddy, I do," I manage to ground out between waves of pleasure.

"That's what I fucking thought, you little randi...you love the way Daddy fucks you, don't you?"

"Yes...yes...Daddy"

"You love that Daddy's a big, strong bull and you want her to breed you, don't you?"

"Yes Daddy"

"You love the idea of me dumping my seed inside you, don't you? You want me to fuck you until I get you pregnant, don't you, you little whore?"

"Yes, Daddy...please breed me..."

"You'd love that, wouldn't you, randi? For me to knock you up...you'd love to carry my seed and have my babies, wouldn't you, you filthy little whore?"

"Yes, Daddy...please get me pregnant...I want to have your babies..."

"You'd just love that, wouldn't you. You mothers son impregnated by one of her best friends...so naughty...I bet you'd love that, you fantasise about that, about going to your mother's house and telling her that one of her best friends fucked you, and that you're carrying her baby..."

"Oh, yes, Daddy...please..." I cried, the pleasure was overwhelming and her dirty talk was so good.

"Yeah, you'd love to go home and tell her how you slobbed and gagged all over my cock, and how I slapped you in the face with my dick, before I bent you over and had my way with you like the bull I am, and that now her first grandchild will be the product of one of her best friends and former neighbour fucking her son..." she said, slapping my ass and pulling my hair, as her thrusts got more and more erratic. I could tell she was going to cum soon.

"Yeeeees...Daaaaaaaaddy..." I moaned as she fucked me.

"Yeah, I would too," she said, pulling out. "But not today, randi. Come finish me with that wet mouth of yours," she said, pulling me off the desk, and back down onto my haunches, by my hair. No sooner was I back down to eye level with her cock, did she shove it straight down my throat again.

I had only been sucking her for a few moments when I felt her tighten up inside me. I knew she was about to come and I made to pull my head off of her so she could blast my face again, but I found my head held very firmly in place by her hands.

"Don't you fucking even think about moving, whore," she growled out, before a few seconds later my mouth was filled with a hot, sticky, salty load of her cum as she growled out another orgasm.

"Oh fuck yeah, randi, take my cum...take it, you whore, yeah, swallow my fucking babies..."

I did as I was told and greedily swallowed down her cum like a craven greedy cum randi.

"Holy fucking shit, Manjeeet, that was hot," she said. "You are one kinky little cock randi," she said, finally going soft, and rewarding me with a passionate kiss.

Jyoty invited me to stay the night, which I readily accepted; most of the rest of the night was pretty uneventful, however. We had a snack and a few beers, as we had both worked up one hell of an appetite after that, we watched a movie on Netflix and cuddled on the couch for a few hours before turning in to go to bed. Jyoty fucked me once more before we finally went to sleep, and I gave her morning wood another session of sloppy enthusiastic head the next morning before she went to work and I headed back home to change and head to the library for the day.

My masculine wife and my life in America

I am driving my last 50 miles and I will be turning in my rig for one last
time.  I am retiring from trucking and I decide to call my beautiful of 30
years through the Blue-tooth of my cellphone.

On the 3d ring Suruchi answers and says," Hi, honey you ready for your
retirement?"

I said," Yes, I am and we can fire up the Winnebago within a week."

She laughs and says,"No sooner you get off the road you get the stirring to
go back."

I laughed and replied," This time it will be with you and we can take our
time."

She said," OK by the way I have a surprise for you."

I heard her hand the phone over so I waited for a second.

I heard," Dad!  Congratulations on your retirement!"

I yelled," Lakshmi!  How are my grandchildren?"

She said," They are doing fine Josiah is now 2 and I can't hardly keep up
with him.  Nisha is so impatient to talk to you dad."

All of a sudden I heard," Hi grandpa is it for real that you aren't working
anymore?"

I laughed said," Well I won't be driving a truck anymore as for working
that depends on your grandmother."

Lakshmi got back on the phone and said," Dad, I just want to thank you for
everything you have done for us.""

I said," Sweetheart that is what a husband and father is to do to provide
for his family."

She said," No I mean you would schedule your runs around our birthdays and
Diwali so you would be here even though you would take off a day after
our birthdays and Diwali I started realizing how much you loved and
cared for us."

I felt tears well up in my eyes with the love of a great family and heard
the phone being passed around.

It was my beautiful wife and she said," Don't deny it you are crying,
because I know you."

I asked," Where is Harman?"

She replied," Oh yeah he is still driving he will be in late tonight and
yes his beautiful wife and the rest of our grandkids will be here.  How far
are you?"

I said," I should be turning my rig in in about 30 minutes so probably 45
minutes to an hour."

She said," Great, we will be here."

I hung up the phone and drove for another 20 minutes and pulled my rig into
the slot.  As I got out of the tractor I looked at the gold watch I was
given and smiled at the anticipation of starting a new life with Suruchi.
The company already had the retirement party for me before I made my run.

I came in and handed my keys to the truck and my boss smiled and said," Are
you ready for your retirement?  We are sure going to hate seeing you go."


I said," I will drop by occasionally but I am ready to get the motorhome
started and tool down the road with Suruchi."

He asked," Where all are you 2 heading?"

I said," That is the best part I don't know yet."

I left and walked towards my Ford icon and got in and started it and
headed towards the house.  I drove for 15 minutes and pulled into the
drive-way and no sooner have turned off the pickup and got out when Lakshmi
came running out of the house and jumped up into my arms.

She yelled," Grandpa!"

I said," How is my princess?"

She said," Good, look at my new puppy."

I said," He is cute."

She showed me her new stuffed brown puppy dog and she clung to my neck as
we walked inside.

Lakshmi smiled and said," That brings back memories how I would sit and
watch out the window and when you pulled into the drive-way I would run out
just like that."

I said," I looked forward to coming home to my family."

Than Deepak Lakshmi's husband said," Hi Dad."

I said," Deepak how is work for you?"

He said," It is going well our agency took on a billion dollar client. I
got a good royalty for finalizing it."

I laughed and said," Great, so your advertising agency is doing really well
So you are largely responsible for those annoying commercials."

He laughed and said," Guilty."

 We sat and talked and laughed for 3 hours and decided it was time to go to
bed and Suruchi ushered Lakshmi and Deepak to one room and Lakshmi went into
another room and got Nisha and Brad ready for bed.

Suruchi and I went into our bedroom and snuggled up to each other hugging and
holding each other for awhile before drifting off to sleep.



On Chapter 2 you will get to find out how Suruchi and I got to dating for the
first time and how I got lucky in sharing this wonderful journey with her.
You will find that she is a beautiful Masculine lady.

Part 2

I was in 5th grade and it was the last day of school and school had just
let out.  Since home was only a mile from school I decided to walk home and
besides I was with my friends.


As we walked out of the school I noticed Suruchi for the first time and she
was outside of school and she was crying.


I said," My name is Surjeet and what is wrong?"

Chris said," Surjeet what are you doing talking to a girl?"

I said," AAAh Shutup Chris."

She looked at me with red eyes and tear-stained face and said," I have no
friends and everybody says I am a freak."

I said," You look normal to me."

She asked," Can you tell your friends to go and you can catch up?"

I said," Sure wait a minute."

I ran up to Chris Mark and Randy and told them I would catch up with them
in a few minutes. After they disappeared I returned to Suruchi.


She said," Let's find some place private can we?"

We walked off close to the woods and out of sight of the school.

She asked," You promise to not tease me if I show you?"

I said," I promise to not tease you."

She lifted up her dress and lowered her panties and I saw for the first
time an Masculine female.  She had a normal sized penis for that age and
also a vagina.  She looked at me and cried and for the first time I found
myself hugging a girl outside of my family.  I stood there holding her with
her panties down for about 30 minutes while she cried.

She said," I wish I wasn't born this way."

I smiled and said," I guess I can't get cooties from you since you have a
ding-a-ling."

She laughed and said," Thanks Surjeet I feel better now."

We walked to the playground and my friends were waiting for me.

I said," This is Suruchi and she is going to be with me now if you are
alright with this good if not than too bad."

They all stood there for a minute and all said in unison," Hi Suruchi come
with us we are going to have some fun."

We all played together and little did we all know that Suruchi, Chris,
Mark,Randy and I would be close lifetime friends and Suruchi and I would
eventually be husband and wife.  Eventually Suruchi would show and tell the
three of them the truth and they didn't care except to understand and we
would help her through her struggles.  I noticed right off the bat there
was something besides just anatomically speaking.

Mark said," Suruchi would you like to go swimming with us Saturday?"

Suruchi said," That would be great."

She grabbed my hand and I think it was to affirm our new found friendship
as much as for security.

Chris saw this and laughed and said," Suruchi and Surjeet sitting in a tree."

I said," Chris can't you stop."

Suruchi flashed me the beautiful smile that I would fall in love with.  We
were playing outside my house when Mummy called out to me it was time to eat
dinner.

As I went inside and Mark, Chris, Randy and Suruchi left to go home Mummy was
looking at me.

She asked," Is that the new girl who just started school this year?"

I said," I guess Mummy."

She said," She is cute and how do you like the beginning of your summer
vacation?"

I said," Great Mummy, me Suruchi Chris and Randy are planning to go swimming
Saturday."

She said," I think that will be alright and it is good you are including
her."

 We ate dinner and dad,Mummy and I talked about the day and Mummy recounted my
new friend named Suruchi and dad teased me about starting early.

After dinner we went to the living-room and watched TV and played games and
talked till it was time to go to bed.

In bed I thought about how I saw Suruchi outside of school crying and how
after listening to her and hugging her how we became fast friends.



Part 3

Today is the day of my 12th birthday and I am waiting for my guest.  I am
now about 4'11 3/4" tall have Black hair and blue eyes my hair would later
in life would turn light brown.

Mummy has found out since the last day of school that Suruchi is a hermaphrodite
and at first she was concerned but is even happier that she and I are close
friends.


Mummy asks," So, Surjeet did you invite Suruchi to your party today?"

I said," Yes, and I can't wait to see her."

No sooner did I say that when there was a knock on the door and Mummy
answered the door.

Suruchi came running in the room and she was wearing a light white dress
since it was summer-time and matching shoes and her Black hair was flying
behind her.

She grabbed me in a hug and said," Happy Birthday Surjeet!"

Suruchi's and my Mummy laughed and her Mummy said," Suruchi became a different girl
since Surjeet and his friends have become her friends."

Mummy said," Yes, Surjeet really likes her.  So where is your husband?"

Suruchi's Mummy said," He had to make an emergency run right before we left and
go to retrieve a broken down car."

Suruchi's father was a tow truck operator and he can get called all times
during the day and night.

My dad walked in and shook Sheila's (Suruchi's Mummy) hand and gave Suruchi a big
hug.

Sheila said," Hello,Ross how are you today?"

Ross said," I am doing fine."

Sheila replied," We were just talking about how good of friends that Suruchi
and Surjeet are."

Ross said," Yes, Surjeet and Suruchi are pretty inseparable. "

No sooner than that was said when there was a knock on the door and Chris,
Randy and Mark came through the door and they came in and saying hi to
Suruchi and I.

Their parents came in saying hi to Suruchi's and my parents and all
commenting on how their sons loved being around Suruchi and I.  We played
games until it was time to for them to sing me a happy birthday and me to
blow out the candles.  I opened the presents and loved them all and we ate
ice cream and cake.


We played games until about 9 pm and I hugged Suruchi and said bye to Randy
Mark and Chris.


Sheila laughed and said," I can see those 2 being married and having kids."

Mummy and dad asked," You think?"

Sheila said bye to my parents and we said bye.

Mummy asked," So son what do you think about what Sheila said?"

I said," Mummy she was just joking."

Mummy said," You are right and it is still far off but she is a nice girl and
she really likes you."

We talked and laughed and I played some games and found myself getting
tired and I brushed my teeth and got in my pajamas and climbed into bed.

As I was falling asleep I smiled at the thought of Suruchi and I.

Part 4

I am in 8Th grade now and I am now 5'6" and weigh 125 lbs and I am getting
dressed in my best clothes.  I am nervous because I am taking Suruchi out on
our first date and I will know after tonight if we will become more than
just friends.  I have been working part-time during the summer with a lawn
care business.  I have saved up about $150 and I withdrew $25 for my date.
We will be going to a fast food restaurant and than going to a movie
tonight.


I walked out and Mummy looked at me and grabbed both of her own hands and
exclaimed," Our little boy is growing up he is going on his first date."

I said," Aaaah Mummy."

Mummy inspected me and said," You sure are handsome tonight."

Dad walked in and said," So it looks like you are ready."

The doorbell rang and Mummy answered it and in walked Suruchi and she was
wearing a navy blue dress and black pumps with 2" heels and her Black hair
is up in barrettes. She looks taller than me her heels but I don't care.

She hugged me and said," You are such a handsome man."

We pulled apart and her dad said," From what I see those 2 are going to be
together for a long-time."

We walked out and I held open the back door and she got in and I went in
after her.

The fast food restaurant was right by the cinemas so from there we would
walk to the movies.

Dad stopped outside the fast food restaurant and dad said," You 2 kids have
fun."

We got out and I held the door open for her and we went in and walked up to
the counter.

We both made our orders and after receiving them I paid for them and we sat
down.

She said," You were my hero that day when you came up to me and I was
crying.  I felt so helpless.  Than not only did you take me as your friend
but so did Mark,Chris and Randy.  I started wanting to go out with you last
year."

I blushed and said," Thank you and you are so beautiful."

We ate our dinners and I took Suruchi's and my trays and dumped them in the
trash and put them on the rack.  We walked hand in hand to the cinema and
went up to the ticket booth and I paid for our tickets.

We went in and got popcorn and pops and went in and sat down in the chairs
in the middle row.

We shared the popcorn and snuggled up to me while we ate the popcorn and
drank our pops The movie started and we got done with the popcorn and I
held her through the movie.

We sat snuggled up to each other until the closing credits and the lights
came on and we got up and walked out to the lobby.

I saw dad outside the theater and we went outside and I held the back door
open for Suruchi and followed her into the backseat.  Dad drove us home and
10 minutes later we got to house and we got out and I put my arm around her
waist.  As we walked in Mummy said," Aaaah you 2 are in love."

Suruchi said," I do love your son."

Dad walked in and said," Yeah it looks like those 2 are going to be
inseparable."

Suruchi's dad saw us and said," Your son definitely has an effect on my
daughter I guess I better be prepared to give her away to Surjeet in the
future."

Her dad decided it was time to go and Suruchi kissed me goodnight and I
reciprocated They left and I closed the door as their car disappeared up
the street.

I hugged my Mummy and dad goodnight and headed to brush my teeth and get
ready for bed since it was 10:30. After brushing my teeth I went into my
bedroom and got dressed for bed and got in bed.  I was smiling as I fell
asleep thinking about Suruchi and I.


Part 5

I am now a junior in high school and during the summer I bought an old Ford
F150 and the truck need some rings in the engine and it blew out a lot of
blue smoke and it used oil but you can say it was my first car.

I started driving to school and I saw Suruchi walking and she was wearing
jeans and a pink blouse and a pair of tennis shoes and her Black hair was
down to the middle of her back.

I stopped several feet behind her and opened the passenger side window and
I slowly pulled up next to her.

I yelled out," What business do you have walking you never know who might
be driving this road."

Suruchi looked at me came running up to the passenger door and said," Is this
your truck?"

I laughed and said," Yeah I know I am a real classy guy now.  Would you
like a lift?"

She said," Sure."

She jumped in and came to the middle of the seat after closing the door.

The truck was 3 in the tree or manual transmission up on the sterring
column.  I put the truck in first gear and let out the clutch and off we
went.

I shifted to 3d and put my arm around her and said," You ready for Friday?"

She laughed and said," As long as you are ready to suck on mamma."

I said," Oh so is that how is it going to be sure, might find a spot say
during lunch. That will be a filling lunch."

She blushed and said,' Surjeet you are so bad."

I replied," I like keeping you happy."

She asked," Out of curiosity, have you ever pictured us being married we
have been together for awhile first as friends since 5Th grade and now this
relationship since 8Th grade."

I said," Yeah but than I think about you going to college and you finding
somebody else."

She said," There is a minuscule chance for that how small it is there is a
chance but I don't think so.  I don't think there is a man out there who
would accept me as I am and still a complete lady like you do.  Surjeet I do
love you so much."

I said," You go to college and you come back and decide you still love me
the way you do well that idea marriage will become a reality."

She asked," What kind of chance do you think you will find somebody else."

I said," None, I love everything about you and after being with you I don't
think there is a woman out there as complete as you."

She said," OK, we just let the future take care of itself."

With that statement she leaned up against my shoulder and 2 minutes later
we pulled into the school parking lot.

I held open the door for her and she got out and I slammed the driver's
side door shut.  I put my arm around her waist and we walked into school
and I saw Randy.

Randy said," Suruchi!  Surjeet!"

He and Suruchi hugged each other and he said," So Surjeet how much smoke is that
piece of junk sputtering out?"

I laughed and said," Consider it a smoke screen.  I got the piston rings
for it and the valve sleeves for it and should be able to overhaul it over
the weekend."

Suruchi asked," What about us?"

I said," Dad has an old car he said I could use."

She asked," Are you sure?"

I said," Yes, it was his idea."

She said," OK."

I said," Dad doesn't want me to let you down."

Anyway, Suruchi stole a kiss and she went to her class.

Randy said," She sure is sexy and you are one lucky dog."

I laughed and said," Nah I was smart enough to befriend her first in 5Th
grade."

Randy laughed and said," Nah, you know she felt sorry for you."

We went to class and lunch came and Suruchi came up behind me and was
smiling.. and she kissed me on the back of my neck.

I said," Hi sweetheart, how is your day?"

She laughed and said," Oh, my friends wonder what I see in you.  I just
think they are waiting for me to breakup with you and they can get a shot
at you."

I laughed and said," You are the one for me."

We walked up and got out trays and sat down at one of the long-tables.

Randy,Chris and Randy sat down across from us.

Suruchi asked," So where is Beth Randy?"

Randy said," She isn't feeling well and had to go home."

 Suruchi said," Surjeet and I will drop by bring some chicken noodle soup."

Randy said," Surjeet, you have such an angel."

I said," Yeah she is an angel of mercy."

Suruchi gave me a playful slap on my shoulder and said," You better not
forget that."

Randy laughed and said," We know she has you on a tight leash."

Suruchi laughed and said," Why else do you think his parents love me."

I blushed and laughed because I knew it was true that she had a tight rein
on me as well as my parents knowing it also.

We got done with lunch and the rest of the school day went quickly. I was
now at my present height of 5'7" 160 lbs and Suruchi was at her present
height at 5'11" and 178lbs, Ya she become quite taller and healthier than me but 

she naver mind being with me. Even I started liking her being taller than me.

As we went out to the truck I asked," Suruchi what are doing this afternoon?"

She replied," My parents are gone and won't be home till about 11
tonight.. I will probably fix myself something to eat at suppertime."

I said," Why don't come over to my place?  Mummy always fixes enough to feed
an army and she is always to see you."

She asked," Are you sure?"

I said," Yes."

"Well it would be better than being in that empty house. OK I will come
home with you."

We drove for 5 minutes and pulled into the drive-way and I helped her out
of the truck.

We walked in and Mummy saw Suruchi and gave her a big hug.

Suruchi said," Surjeet invited me over since my parents are gone until 11."

My Mummy said," That is great we love you coming over."

An hour later dad came home and saw Suruchi and gave her a big hug.

He pulled back and said," Suruchi! what brings you to our humble home?"

" My parents are gone until 11."

" Well great you always light up this house."

Suruchi and I sat on the couch and she snuggled up to me and said," Your
parents are great."

I said," Yeah I guess they are."

I asked," Dad, why are you home early?"

He said," Had a real light work day and very little paper-work but tomorrow
probably won't be the case.  There will be several loads coming in.."

Dad was a shipping/receiving clerk at the local trucking company.

Dad said," You two definitely look like you are in love."

" Mr. Singh I do love him so much."

Dad asked," So will we be gaining a daughter-in-law in the pretty near
future?"

Suruchi replied," We decided to wait to see what happens after I graduate
from college."

Mummy came into the living-room and asked," Are you 3 hungry? Supper is
ready."

We followed dad into the kitchen/dining room and dad stopped and kissed Mummy
passionately and goosed her rear-end.

Mummy giggled and said," UUh, Harvey, you animal."

Dad grinned and we walked in and saw meatloaf, zuccinni, corn on the cob
and dinner rolls.

I said," I told you Mummy makes enough to feed an army."

We sat down and said grace and started passing around our plates and ate
dinner and dad and I went to the living-room.

Suruchi asked," Mrs. Singh would you like some help cleaning up the
kitchen?"

Mummy said," Oh Suruchi I appreciate that and let the men talk among
themselves;"

Dad asked," So do you have doubts that you two will be married?"

I said," There is a part of me that thinks Suruchi will find somebody else in
college."

Dad said," I don't think so.  I think Suruchi has for you is more than just
puppy love and I could be wrong but I don't think so."

I asked," Dad, you think so?"

Dad said," If you don't find somebody I think you two will get married. So
have you thought about what you will be doing?"

I said," I am really leaning towards trucking."

Dad smiled and said," I am really not surprised."

Mummy and Suruchi came into the living-room and I slid towards the middle of
the couch because Mummy likes to sit near dad and Suruchi sat down on the right
side of me.

Mummy said," Surjeet, I want you to take Suruchi to her house so she can get some
clothes and she can leave a note on the counter telling her parents she is
staying over-night with us."

Dad and I looked at Mummy dumbfounded and she said," I trust you 2 and we
have a guest bedroom.  I don't think you 2 will be sleeping with each
other. Suruchi your parents taught you to save yourself for marriage right?"

Suruchi said," Yes they did Mrs. Singh."

Mummy said," I remember when you and your dad left for a couple of days and I
hated it being in the empty house by myself."

We got out and headed to my truck and I opened the driver's side door and
she got in and slid to the middle of the seat and I got in.

Suruchi said," Your parents are great.  I think they know we will be getting
married."

I asked," So what does that note say?"

Suruchi replied," It says I will be staying with you and it emphasis that I
will be sleeping in the guest room and we will be abstaining from sex.  I
think my parents trust us all enough and will be relieved I am safe."

I asked," So do you think your parents are thinking we are going to get
married?"

Suruchi smiled and said," I suspect they will be surprised if we don't."

We pulled into the drive-way and followed her into the house.

She went into her bedroom and a few minutes later she came back out with a
small suitcase and her makeup kit.

We left and she locked the door and walked out to the truck and I opened up
the driver's side door and she climbed in and slid into the middle of the
seat and climbed in.  We started driving and she pointed to a deserted
spot.

She than did something surprising she undid her pants and pulled her pants
and panties down.

She said," My cock needs to be sucked so badly."

She scooted over to the passenger side and I bent down and start sucking
her semi-flaccid cock and I started feeling her cock grow and get hard in
my mouth.

She moaned and said," I love the feeling of your mouth on my cock."

I bobbed up and down on her cock and she started face fucking me.  I sucked
on her for 10 minutes and all of a sudden she flooded the back of my throat
with her cum and I enjoyed the taste of every drop of her seed.  I licked
the head and the shaft of her cock clean.  Her cock softened and popped out
of my mouth she pulled up her pants and panties and she zipped up her
jeans.

She smiled and said," One of these nights I am going to take your cherry
and I will make sure you feel my tits against your chest or back to remind
you that it is a girl that is taking your cherry and breeding you."

I was shocked and I smiled at the thought of her penetrating me.

She asked," Do you know that girl Becky that is in my gym class?"

I said," Yes I do."

She said," Becky loves the taste of semen."

I looked at her shocked and said," She won't even suck Chris's penis."

She laughed and said," Becky is still giving the appearance of being
proper.  Becky and I were alone in the shower and I noticed she could never
take her eyes off my cock.  So there in the shower I told her to get on her
knees and she did.  I put my cock in her mouth and she sucked and after the
first taste she can't get enough.  I am thinking about having Chris
watching when she doesn't know and let him reveal himself after she
swallows every drop."

I asked," Have you gone further than that?"

She said," No, further than that is reserved for you and when I graduate I
expect you to propose.  I will let you decide the timing."


I said," Oh OK so you do plan on marrying me.  You know the thought of you
taking her is a little hot."

She laughed and said," You animal we better go back to the house."

I said," I am thinking seriously about going into trucking."

She said," I think you will fit great in that profession but I want you to
make sure you reserve at least one day of each holiday like Diwali
Thanksgiving and Holi and I do want to spend our anniversary together."

I said," For you I will."

We pulled into the drive-way and than I got out and let her out and we
walked into the house with me carrying her suitcase.

Mummy looked at us coming in and asked," Were you 2 talking?"

Suruchi smiled and said," Yes, I am sure you will have me as your
daughter-in-law. It isn't official yet but I am sure you will have me as
your daughter-in-law."

Suruchi and Mummy hugged and Mummy and I hugged and Mummy looked at me with a
quizzical expression but didn't say anything.

We all walked into the living-room and Suruchi said," I should take a
shower."

Mummy guided her into the bathroom and showed her the guest-room.

Mummy and went back into the living-room and Mummy said," Suruchi said it is not
official yet but she does think we will have a daughter-in-law in the
future."

Dad said," See son you 2 will get married now son don't let her down and
don't abuse her and don't cheat on her because she is a nice young lady for
you."

I said," I know dad and you don't have to worry I do love her dad."

We all talked and laughed and Suruchi came into the living-room in a light
blue flowered robe and slippers and her hair was up in a towel.

She sat down beside me and put her legs underneath herself and laughed and
said," I think this lug needs me don't you agree?"

I blushed and Mummy and dad laughed.

We all laughed and talked until 10 and decided it was time to go to bed.  I
walked towards the bedroom and she went to the bathroom.

I stopped and went back to her and we kissed for about 5 minutes and than I
went to the bedroom to leave her to brush out her dried hair before going
to bed.

I stripped down to my underwear and than climbed into bed and 15 minutes
later I heard her stop by my door and she opened it.

She said," Goodnight my prince."

I said," Goodnight princess."

We both blew kisses to each other and she closed the door and went to the
guest room and I fell asleep.

Part 6

We have graduated from high school and I decided to go full-time at the
trucking company my dad works at after Suruchi goes to college.  I am
planning to spend as much time as possible with Suruchi.

I drive a truck that has the cantainer on the truck chassis and make
delivery around town since I am just 18.

Suruchi said," Surjeet, a friend of mine says she has a empty house we can go to
since I haven't had a chance to do what I have been wanting to do."

I raised my eyebrow and said," So you want to take my virginity do you?"

She smiled and said," Yes, I have lube and will tear up your butt and you
will be flooded with my seed."

We messed around the rest of the day and I was invited to a cookout with
her family and we would take off afterwards.  My truck was now running like
a top and we went over to her parent's house and her Mummy hugged me as we
walked to the backyard.  Her dad shook my hand and said," So will I be
giving my daughter away to you after she graduates from college?"

I replied," It is up to your daughter."

Her Mummy said," I remember just like yesterday when Suruchi came back to the
house and how she talked about how you offered her your friendship and how
close you two became."

I said," Mrs. Bhatia I have been extremely lucky so far with this
relationship I have with Suruchi."

Suruchi heard me and she kissed me and I kissed her back.

Mrs. Bhatia said," Well, since you 2 are practically married now you can
call me Mummy."

I said," Thanks."

Mr. Bhatia as he was finishing the hamburgers said," You can call me dad
also because I know as far as Suruchi is concerned you 2 will be married
after college.  Let me tell you something when she gets her head and heart
set on something it will materialize unless you find somebody else."

I said," As far as I am concerned there is no other lady like Suruchi."

Mrs. Bhatia asked," Did I get this right you are planning to be a
trucker?"

I said," Yes mam, I have driven a couple of older tractors around the yard
and couple of drivers said I am a natural.  Right now I can only drive the
2 1/2 ton cargo trucks around town but I do want to get a limited CDL when
I become 25 and when I become 30 I believe I will be able to drive over the
road."

We laughed and talked and ate and when we were done and we got up and said
bye walked towards the truck and I opened the passenger side door and Suruchi
got in and slid to the middle of the seat.

I got in and started the truck and put the truck in reverse.

She looked at me and said." Are you ready to lose your cherry tonight?"

I looked at her and said," You have been wanting to do this don't you?"

She said," For a year now."

I drove and she pointed out the directions for 10 minutes and we got to the
house and I let her out.

She said as she was unlocking the bed," There is a bed in here and I told
my parents I am staying at a friend's house tonight and no you will not
penetrate my vagina that will wait for our wedding night."

She guided me to the bedroom and we started kissing and she started taking
off my pants and started working my underwear off and she took my shirt
off.  When I was naked she pushed me on the bed on my back and than she
started taking off her blouse and than she took off her pants and than her
panties and than she took off her bra and her 28 C breasts came to life in
front of her. I looked at her cock getting hard at 9 1/2."Oh she is much bigger 

than my own 5”. She grinned me and say” dont worry, nobody find out that 

I am bigger than you.”
She laugh and I say “ may be because you are taller than me”

She than took the out some Astro-Glide and she put some on her fingers and she inserted 

two fingers and I drew a sharp breath in.  Than I felt her massaging my
prostate as she finger fucked my ass and that got my cock hard.

She smiled and said," Your ass is tight I am going to enjoy this."

She continued finger fucking my for 10 minutes and my cock leaked out
pre-cum and when she was satisfied my ass was loose and lubed enough she
pulled her fingers out of my ass.

She than started positioning her cock and I felt some pressure on my
puckered hole and than some pain.

She said," Relax and push out like you are doing a number 2."

I did as instructed and she continued pushing and eventually I felt her
balls on my cheeks.

She whispered," How do you like being bred by a girl?"

I said," Fuck me."

She pulled 3/4s the way out and pushed back in and kept going in and out
slowly at first kissing and rubbing her breasts against my chest.  She
steadily sped up and she fucked me for about 30 minutes and all of a sudden
I felt her cock pulsate inside me and flooding me with her seed.

She laid on top of me and asked," Would you like to see me impregnate a
girl?"

I said," That could be hot."

Her cock eventually softened and popped out of my ass and she got up and we
saw my cum on her stomach and we laughed.

She laid down beside me and than she laid her head on my chest.

I said," I love you and I didn't think I would say this but I loved your
cock inside me.'

She said," Great I thought you would."

We laid there and I found my eyes getting droopy and I fell asleep but
before I fell asleep I made a vow to

Big Clit Punjabi woman

Amandeep Kaur had forged her destiny solely by force of her will. Her parents were lower class working people, from a small town in rural Punjab. She was born in a one-room house with a wooden roof, just down the street from the market which was the only center of economic 

activity for the isolated community in the small town, . Without any financial help from her parents, she had put herself through IIM and moved to the NCR. By sheer tenacity and 

perseverance, she worked her way into the business community, proving her worth, meeting and exceeding all her employers and colleagues' expectations, learning, growing and innovating.

 

She was a one-woman force to be reckoned with. Now at 31 years old, she was one of the youngest, and only female, senior vice president in a large management corporation doing business internationally. She had a reputation for being hard-nosed and straight shooting. She got right to the point, demanded information, accepted no compromises, and got astounding results. She had received numerous awards and accolades from the business community and an honorary degree from a prominent university as well. 

In all respects, she was a resounding success. The only thing that was missing from her life, although anyone that knew her would never have guessed it had even crossed her mind, was romance. She had always been androgynous; a few would even go as far as to say butchy. Since an early stint with the Air Cadets, she had learned the utility of shortly cropped hair, and had kept her black hair short and neat ever since. There was nothing overly masculine about her face; she was slightly pixieish, with sharp big nose and an angular jaw. The problem was that there was nothing particularly feminine about her either. 

 

Her lips has small lady mustache, her eyes small and her lashes short; her frame was square and boyish, she had no breasts to speak of. Her nipples were dark and protuberant, that was  the only reason she wore a bra. And also to try to accentuate her chest with a bit of padding,  to try to give some indication that she was, in fact, a woman. Most people assumed that she was a lesbian, or perhaps asexual. The latter assumption was probably due to her reactions from all the teasing and abuse she had endured in her schooling years. Having a completely flat chest and boyish features had set her up as the butt for many cruel jokes and jibes over the years. The result was that she pretended to not have any interest in sex or relationships at all. She was not what was typical as far as women and women's interests anyway. 

 

The way that most girls interacted with guys was alien to her. The macho types never did anything for her other than fill her with revulsion, and mousy, geeky guys never did anything for her either. More and more of her friends just figured she was a completely closeted lesbian, but nothing could be further from the truth. She did not find women in the least way attractive. For whatever reason, and in no way did she feel she could confide in anyone else, but the guys she found attractive were sensitive, effeminate, artistic and fabulous. For the most part, this meant that the men she found most irresistible were flaming homosexuals. 

 

No doubt about it, the best way to describe Amandeep was a man trapped in a woman's body. Adding to her sexual anomaly was her genitalia themselves. Her labia were tiny, thin wrinkles  surrounding a miniscule vaginal entrance. She was barely able to work her baby finger inside, and indeed, had only done so a handful of times when she masturbated. She was terrified of being penetrated, and could not imagine surrendering her virginity to any man willingly. 

 

Contrasting her entrance was an absolutely enormous clitoris. It was amazingly sensitive, and when engorged with excitement, it reached a full six inch and a half in length.

 

She was mortified that someone would see it when she became aroused, and in her youth she had taken to wearing very baggy pants that would help to conceal the evidence of her "hard-on", should it come to be. If anything, she felt that she was "intersexed", although her identity was definitely that of a woman. After a few bumbled attempts at high school romance, being completely unable to find any emotional connection, embarrassed about her body and her "equipment", she rebuffed any sense of being a sexual human being and threw her energies completely behind her education and her career. Now, in her spacious office at the 4th floor of the building she worked in, she reviewed a series of documents that had been arranged for her. She took a sip of the strong, black coffee that her administrative assistant, Rani, had placed before her.

 

Amandeep was focusing and revving herself up before the task for the months to come. A new project was starting up overseas, and it was to be her task to oversee the entire operation and ensure that it went smoothly. A series of promotions, new hirings, and reshuffles meant that she had hired a new executive assistant. Out of twelve candidates, Deepak Gupta was the best qualified. She had hired him by web conference interview, and his flight had been due to arrive today. She had received confirmation that he was indeed arrived, in the car arranged, and on his way to the office. She anticipated an all-nighter to make sure she was ready for the morning, and let him know that he was fully expected to be there to assist her on through until the morning

 

He seemed more than eager to meet her requirements, and this pleased her. She demanded competence, energy, enthusiasm and excellence in her assistants, and by all accounts Deepak seemed to have all of those in spades. Rani had buzzed her and let her know that Deepak had arrived and would be in her office presently. She gave Regan permission to go home for the night. It would just be her and Deepak in the office from now until 6AM the next morning. 

 

"Hello Ms. Kaur," Deepak said as he entered her office. "I'm so very glad to finally meet you in person. 

Shall we get right to work?" "...Yes, yes we shall," Amandeep replied. Deepak looked much more striking in person than he had over the webcam.

 

His suit was immaculate: shiny, expensive, and Punjabi too. He placed his brief case on the table and opened it smartly. His black hair was swept up in a modern, almost punkish do. His features were a mix of punjabi & bihari. He looked somewhat feminine himself, and had an intense, deliberate aura about him that took her quite aback. Somewhat distractedly, she brought him up to speed as best as she could about what needed to be accomplished before the morning. To her surprise and delight, she found him incredibly adept and intuitive; able to take up her thoughts and descriptions and move them into exactly the conclusions she was intending to lead him to. They ended up sharing several smiles as they worked, and quickly began building on each other's energy until they were nearly a frenzy of paper, computer screens, charts, graphs, maps, and diagrams. Four hours had whizzed by before either of them had come up for air. 

 

 Amandeep looked at the clock. Amazed, she realized that they had accomplished what she thought it would take them at least another three hours to complete. Her blood was racing and her breathing accelerated. She took a moment to take stock. Her mind went over the events of the last few hours. She could hardly believe it. Everything she said, every move she made, every concept she illustrated, Deepak seemed to be in lock-step with her. Even anticipating her actions. There was some deep, unspoken communication taking place, one that she did not yet fully understand. Excited, she contemplated how thrilling it was going to be to have an assistant who so fully, completely was with her every bit of the way. And they had only met a few hours ago! Her mind was flipping between the project, the past, the present, and all variety of imaginings as to what her future working relationship with Deepak Gupta might hold. 

 

She became aware that he was silently regarding her as she came back to herself. 

 

He seemed to be in neutral, simply idling until she gave him further direction. She paused, her hands flat on her desk, and stared deeply into his eyes. They were brown. An intense, flashing brown, that glowed with intelligence and subtlety. His face was immaculately sculpted. Yes, yes, he was very attractive. A somewhat weak chin and thin body would have left many women cold, but Amandeep suddenly felt flushed looking at him. His expression instantly changed, slightly startled. He returned her gaze like a deer in the headlights. And she knew. A throbbing energy pulsed in her loins and a shiver ran through her whole body. The many years she had denied and repressed her sex drive were swept aside, as she felt her nipples harden and her cleft begin moistening with desire. Deepak kept staring at her, his expression melting slowly into a semblance of almost fear. Perhaps he didn't know what was coming next. But the wordless exchange between them screamed loudly and clearly. There was no denying it. Amandeep's clitoris became engorged and began erecting. Her temperature rose and she began to perspire. She could not fully grasp what she was feeling, but it was overwhelming. And she knew. She knew that he would do whatever she wanted. "Deepak," she said simply. "Ahem... Uh, yes, Ma'am?" he replied. He swallowed nervously. "I have a task for you. I know it wasn't in the job description or the interview. But we've got an excellent head start on tomorrow, and I think we should take a break. Does that sound like a good idea?" "Yes..." he answered. "If you think it is, then it is." She smiled to herself. Warm sensations were creeping all over her body. 

 

She had never known arousal and excitement like this! What was happening? Her clit was throbbing, engorged and pounding with her pulse. She rubbed her thighs together slightly, stifling a moan of pure desire. "Come here, Deepak," she said. A flash of panic went through her as she realized what she was about to do. Then she saw his eyes as he slowly approached her and she redoubled her conviction. She unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt. Her head was almost swimming! How had she possibly suddenly become so bold? She had only met this young man a matter of hours ago! Sliding her skirt to the floor, she looked him in his deep, brown eyes, and commanded, "Kneel down." He did as she ordered wordlessly, kneeling on the rich carpet of her office before her desk as she hooked her thumbs into her hose and panties, and began sliding them down her thighs. 

 

She blushed, partly in the shame and brazenness of her impulsion, and partly in complete, raging lust. He stared in front of him as she revealed her hairy bush and denuded her lower half completely save for her hose and panties around her ankles and her shiny black flat-bottom shoes.

 

 She had never done this before with anyone! She had never even considered it! Yet, there she was, all but naked from the waist down, with a gorgeous young man kneeling a mere two feet in front of her! He seemed almost hypnotized. A terrified thought blasted through her mind, that he would see her gigantic clit and be horrified, that he would cringe in disgust and recoil, but then she looked at him again a knew that he would not. Dominant, triumphant lust raged through her whole nervous system. Exultant joy filled her. And delicious, sumptuous anticipation. "Suck my clit," she told him deliberately. Saying nothing, he simply leaned in and sought between her thighs with his mouth. Amandeep gasped and shuddered, as to her utter astonishment, and yet she knew that he would do exactly that, he drew her tumescent love-button into his eager mouth and began slurping on it. Her breath was torn from her as she grunted in ecstatic pleasure and complete shock. She had given up all hope long ago that anyone would be doing exactly what Deepak was doing to her right now. And was he good! So incredible! He was slurping and licking her rigid clit like it was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. Little teasing flicks with his tongue, long drags of his lips across her quivering flesh, deep, intense sucks as he drew her whole mons into his mouth. In moments she was groaning and gasping out with the sheer joy of what she was feeling. She need give him no further direction. Even when she had the urge to guide him or encourage him, the breath was taken from her in waves of pure sexual excitement. This was amazing!

 

 This was too much! She was going to cum!! She felt an electric buzzing, a tension of urgency, a gripping sensation that seized her whole being, starting in her belly and engulfing her entirely. Deepak seemed to sense her need and sucked directly on her clit, hungrily drawing on it, pulling it deep into his throt with an intense, rhythmic slurping. Amandeep doubled over, every muscle in her body clenched tight. She was past reason and thought, her brain completely overloaded with sensation. Deepak flicked her clit a few times with his tongue. Amandeep screamed. Her hips bucked rapidly and she mashed her vulva onto his face. He was sucking desperately as wave after wave of thunderous orgasm battered her like a hurricane wind. She threw her head back and howled out her tormented bliss, writhing and grinding as her clit sang out in glorious, fiery ecstasy. He felt her quake and tremble beneath his ministrations, and sensed that he should lessen his sensuous, oral assault on her hyper-sensitive Clit, gently and slowly taking her down and finally releasing her, tenderly, lovingly. She was vibrating from head to toe, barely in control of her own muscles. Her breath heaved in rasping sobs, as she slowly descended from the heights of heaven and reclaimed her own body. Sweat was dripping down her face and she felt like her whole body was covered in goose bumps.

 

 Her eyes opened and focused. As she panted to regain her breath, she gazed down at Deepak, kneeling before her. "Get up," she breathed. "Take your clothes off. All of them." He rose. "Um, all of them, Ms. Kaur?" he asked. "All of them," she said huskily. "I want to see you naked." "Uh, ok," he began as he removed his jacket and began untying his tie. "It's just that, I, um, I've never, uh..." Amandeep just stood there, observing him disrobe as she leaned back on her desk and focused on drawing her breathing out more slowly. Was he trying to say that he was a virgin? He continued undressing, removing his shirt, shoes, socks and trousers. He wore a pair of silk boxer briefs underneath, and here he hesitated. He was blushing a deep crimson.

 

 He seemed to be having some kind of internal struggle as Amandeep silently watched him, slowly unbuttoning her own shirt and drinking in the spectacle. She said nothing. After a few tense moments, he closed his eyes and pursed his lips, and in one deliberate motion, bent down and lowered his briefs to the floor. Then he rose again to stand before her nude. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He was average. No, he was smaller than her clit.

 

This small sausage protruded from his pubis, It was obscenely thin than her clit, and was throbbing and swelling as he stood there with his eyes shut tight. His pubic hair was completely absent, either shaved meticulously or waxed or lasered. His testicles were average sized. Amandeep was utterly stunned to feel how much masculine she appear there in the area below their stomach. She knew that she was never intending to allow him to penetrate her, but she literally had no idea what to do with a penis that size. Had she intended to give him a blowjob? No, but then what? Had she just wanted to see him naked? Maybe... But then, staring at his slight form, blushing deeply, as his dick throbbed and bobbed, fully engorged yet unable to point anywhere but straight down , Amandeep got a grin on her face. Once she struck him, it was almost a compulsion. 

 

An obsession. And it made her rock hard clitoris pound to even greater hardness and size, almost painfully raging with her pulse. She finished unbuttoning her shirt and kicked out of her hose and shoes. In a near trance, naked, she stepped up to his trembling form. She reached out and gently took his penis in her hands. He shuddered and his breathing skipped. He was panting very shallow gulps of air now, his eyes still closed and his hands out by his hips, reflexively clutching and kneading the air. His member was warm to the touch, soft skinned, and slightly yielding in its hardness. She would have been surprised if a dick would have been able to be rock hard -- like her clit was.

 

 Her clit was harder than a rock. Especially at the thought of was she was about to do. Gently, she took his cock in her left hand and began peeling back the foreskin with her right.

 

 His glans was pinkish in colour. It was a good two and a half inches in length. Amandeep felt her vagina moisten even more and her clit pounded with sexual fury. She placed her clitoris at the tip of his penis. The two bundles of erectile tissue met with an electric kiss, sending shivers through both owners. Deepak's smaller cock was dripping precum. Amandeep smeared it around her big clit, the sensation driving her past horny to some realm of demonic sexual frenzy. Deepak moaned. Amandeep secured his foreskin against his shaft with her left hand, and wide-eyed with passion, spread the tip of his penis with the thumb and forefinger of her right. Mad with savage need, she placed her rigid clitoris against his pee-hole. She began a slippery grinding, gliding her Clit all over the tip of his penis and against the opening of his urethra, slipping and sliding with delicious friction through his pre-cum. She then held his penis firm, spread the head wider with her fingers, and replaced her clit at the opening in his cock head. She began pushing. He gasped and barked out a cry of alarm. She pressed harder. Deepak cried out in pain as he whipped his head from side to side. 

 

He held steady though. Amandeep's clit could have carved its way into a diamond it was so hard, her lust boiling over into a rage. She held his cock fast and drove her clit harder against his urethra. He began calling out in pain as she thrust her hips forward and forced his cock down against her shaft with all her might. Deepak howled out, grasping at his own hair, warbling in agony as her clit bored its way into his cock. Finally, with exultant joy, she was in!! She gasped in incredulity and gawked wide eyed and open-mouthed down at their crotches, where she saw the rigid pink shaft of her own clitty disappear into the massive bright red meatus of his prick. With frantic savagery, she began thrusting her hips while she kept a death-grip on his meat. Oblivious to his tortured cries, she became a rabid animal, humping like dog, completely lost in the indescribable triumphant ecstasy she was experiencing as with her glistening clitoris, she brutally fucked his small dick. 

 

She never evre heard than any woman have done this, fucking a guy's penis with her clit. As he whimpered and bleated with searing pain, she felt another orgasm approach. But this was different. This was something new. She felt this one in the soles of her feet and the back of her neck. Then the base of her spine. Lust compelled her to drive deeper, ever deeper into the tip of his dilated dick. Her hips were pounding almost involuntarily at a jack-rabbit pace of fucking fury, as she grabbed his dick in a crushing grip and slammed her clit a full twoinches up his cock. He squealed in anguish as she came, roaring like a lion, her body seized in spasm. She shuddered and convulsed as rapture blasted her soul. Her orgasm was more powerful, more explosive, and more gut-wrenchingly satisfying than any she could have possibly imagined, as for the first time, she squirted an astounding fountain of girl-jizz all over Deepak's cock, thighs, and groin. Amandeep drove her clit in brutally hard, repeatedly probing to her full depth and beyond, right up his dick. Finally the contractions abated, and utterly exerted past exhaustion, she collapsed to the floor. Deepak dropped to his knees, whimpering and clutching his ravaged penis. 

 

Amandeep lay there gasping for some minutes, utterly in shock. She had had sexual pleasure and orgasms before, but this was something completely out of this world. She caught her breath somewhat and gazed over at Deepak, tears lining his face as he kneeled and snuffled quietly, cradling his still-soft member. Their eyes met. Any guilt she might have felt was instantly erased, as she knew that even through his terrible suffering, he had loved nothing more than pleasing her in any way he could. She felt a stirring in her loins again. Dominant aggression inflamed her lust again, and her clit began pounding in agonized lust again. "Turn around, Deepak," she rasped at him. "Get on your hands and knees." He simply whimpered in submission and did as she ordered. When he had completed the maneuver, she climb over him and spread his ass cheeks. His anus, like the rest of his body, was completely devoid of hair. She spat on his asshole. She placed her clit against his sphincter. 

 

She would take him completely. She would fuck him in every hole he had. He arched his back and spread his legs to assist her, giving her better access. She drove down, and in no time, gained access to his back entrance. It was much easier than penetrating his cock, and she slid her clit into his ass and to full depth. She grinned with glee as she began sodomizing him. This was incredible! She'd never felt so whole, so complete, so gratified! He cooed and purred beneath her, meeting her thrusts as he surrendered his ass to her. "Oh, god, fuck me Ma'am!" he moaned. She smiled and slammed her clit into his butt again and again, fucking him as hard as she could. She couldn't believe how utterly satisfied, validated, and elated this made her feel. She rode him like this for about five minutes, and her hips and thighs started getting tired. 

 

She decided she wanted to see him cum. She wanted to make him cum. She withdrew her dick from his rosebud and lay on the floor on her back. "Come here and sit on my clit facing me," she ordered him. He quickly scrambled to comply, spreading his legs and butt cheeks to impale himself on her clit. She sighed with pleasure as she felt her clit enter him, and began rocking her hips to thrust upwards into his rectum. "Come on, ride me!" she coaxed him, to which he complied with a grin. She smiled back as he bounced up and down on her clit, then she grasped his organ and set to her task. She pointed it upwards and with her hand, began stroking it up and down. Deepak sighed with pleasure, gently bobbing up and down on her stiff womanhood, impaling himself as she masturbated him. It was quite a task working such a soft cock from base to tip, but she was determined, and after a short time, built up a rhythm that had him groaning with pleasure. She increased her pace and stroked him fast, yanking up and down on his meat, watching his face as it contorted with pleasure as she fucked his ass. 

 

Soon he began a series of breaths the became more rapid and intense, so she went double time and her hands became a blur, stroking his shaft with a vengeance, jacking him off as she writhed and struggled to bury her clit as far as she could in his ass. He seized, threw his head back and moaned as a huge, thick rope of jizz fired from the end of his dick and leapt four feet in the air. Spurt after spurt of semen issued forth, coating his stomach and thighs, spattering all over Amandeep, dotting the carpet in white specks of semen all around them. 

 

This set off another small orgasm in Amandeep, as she writhed and cooed, loving the feeling of her clit probing his ass while he spewed forth copious globs of sperm. Finally they both collapsed, Deepak falling on top of Amandeep as they both gasped and trembled, their bodies hot against one another. After some time, Amandeep said, "Well, that was a good break. 

We should hit the showers, hm? We've got a hell of a meeting coming in about three hours..."

 "Yes, Ma'am!" Deepak simply replied, grinning ear to ear.