A Virgin Divorcee – Part l

Hello ladies and gentlemen, this is Akash, yet-to-be-married, 24, Mysore. Wish could only be to share an experience of mine with you all. The story would be a detailed flashback, so i prefer writing the story in episodes, depending on the comments and responses.

December, 2012, my 1st day at work. A bright winter morning it was. An unusual breeze rippling the leaves on the walk way, invited me to work. The day involved more of formal introduction of mine and the fellow colleagues.

Nothing interesting happened, not until the lunch break. In the food court, i did spot a damsel dressed in black, quite much of a normal-formal outfit it was. But i happened to find myself very much interested in the woman donning it. Definitely not the love at 1st types, but i was swept of the floor looking at her swaying ass. After a bit of research and enquiries, i got to know that her name is Shilpa, a person from the technical section.

Although we happened to remain in the same building for about 3 months, i was not anywhere near a ‘hi’ to her. All i could wonder was that she looked a bit elder to me! May be that was what made me be interested in her. Social sites came handy; i hunted her down on fb, sent her a request and eventually got busy with ma work. After a month or so, i received a notification indicating me that she accepted my request. The very next moment, she had a smiley, sent by me, in her inbox. Luckily she did know my name and designation. And formal conversations were happening between us. One fine Sunday, i received a ping from her regarding some official issue. I left her a reply saying that i was at a movie, and requested her to drop her phone number, promising to call back immediately after the movie. A second show movie it was, and i got free at some 11 pm. I left her a message asking if she was awake. She immediately called me, discussed the issue, enquired about the movie and the conversation ended with a good night.

Matter of a week, we got into a better understanding of ourselves, and she did a good effort trying to open up. That was when i got to know that she was 26 years old and a divorcee already. Not anytime did i talk to her in person before, maybe i did try that to make her feel comfortable. She lived in a women’s hostel near the office and that was all about her life. She happened to be a person who was too reserved, not to get along with people, restricted for the sake of the society kind. I did try telling her that she has a better life, get out and see the real world, have fun make friends, may be you could as well find a guy who suits you. She was eventually opening up further telling me that she happened to remain in marriage for a month, and her husband’s affairs were revealed, and it all ended with a divorcee. In fact she even confessed to me saying that she was never a good wife too; she never had sex with him, nor did she even let him touch her. I was like ‘what?? Stop kidding me. She told me that she was telling me the truth and abruptly dropped the call.

After that, the conversations turned naughty, i used to ask her how she satisfies her physical desires n all. She just told me that she can’t explain that to me. I took it further and asked if she masturbates or fingers herself, and to that she was like she doesn’t like the touch of her own. She also told me that she had a pillow which she used to keep between her thighs whenever she was horny!! And that was all she did. The conversation got hotter as the nights passed. One fine day, she was too horny i suppose; she told that she was imagining that the pillow, between her thighs, to be me. That moment, that tone in which she told me, has remained till the very moment, on my head. I had probably wanted to make love to her, but never did i expect her to want to owe me her virginity. Not like i was not a virgin, but i found it to be a great honor to fuck around with a beauty of that 36-28-34 figure, older to me, hoping for a second marriage with a yet-to-be-found right guy.

The best part of the whole scenario was that she more than ready to get into such a deal with no strings attached!!! We had a bit of phone sex, till she was satisfied. All those moans were quite tempting; i just wanted to see her when she was in ecstasy, show her the fingers feel when on her pussy, suck those ripe untouched boobs like a baby, make her scream for more, rip apart that delicate virgin pussy, ride her like she was a bitch waiting in the streets, make her realize what she gained waiting for 26 years without a fuck, make her crave for my thick black cock, bury it in her love hole each day, fuck her to glory, a glory she would want to cherish forever with me. These thoughts, so sequential in my mind, with a hell lot of tachycardia, high and deep breaths, masturbating, imagining to spray it all on her face, boobs and navel, that night i had the best orgasm masturbating, with a huge shot of cum.

We did start meeting quite frequently after that and further more fun follows in the next part of this story. Please leave a comment or a suggestion to make me want to post the story quicker. Have a great time till then.