How She Gave Me My Right To Fuck Her

It was one winter evening. I came from my college and having a cup of tea in my drawing room. It was becoming dark. I was alone; a bachelor has to be alone as other people are busy with work in family. Nobody comes to me after half past seven in the evening. I am going through an economic text book with all reluctance, when it appeared that a cab stopped in front of my house. I pepped through the window, of course expecting none, rather to see who had come to my neighbor. But to my surprise a young lady was opening my gate. As she came along I recognized the face known to me for last five years, but wondered if it was she. She was in tight jeans and cream colored top which was unable to cover below her navel. The face is undoubtedly of Reena’s, but she was too much orthodox to wear such dress. We had been reading three years together and had good intimacy. She was wearing salwar in traditional style, caring not to expose her skin except of hands, feet and face which she somehow felt obscene.

‘Hi, Reena. How come you are here?’I asked as she entered the drawing room. I was going through this town and it became dark. I knew you are here and I came. She said as if no explanation is necessary. Reena was very conservative. She rarely speaks the way she spoke. Very shy in nature. She never could tell her parents that we were loving each other and got married to some officer in Mumbai. That had happened two years back and we were trying to forget each other.

How are you? Pulling well with your husband? I asked.
She nodded in affirmation. ‘I am fine, how about you? Still alone?’
‘Yes, I am still alone’. I replied, ’Doing a job of poor lecturer in private college. Nobody comes to me after eight, no bachelor friends in this colony. ’ I searched for key, ” let me lock the door and we go into bed room, in fact that is the only room. ’ Saying thus I went to the veranda and locked the grill and led her to the bedroom. I asked her about her husband, (he was working in a multinational bank with a good salary and has a flat on the top floor of a 12 storied building)). She said she was essentially a housewife and enjoying life, everything in plenty.

During conversation I marked that she was feeling uncomfortable. ’ I have a feeling you do not like my small accommodation, but sorry I cannot help. This is a single room quarter. ’ I said. ‘No, that is not the reason. In fact I am not used to wearing dresses for so long, 20 hours!’‘You can change and be comfortable. Here is the washroom. ’ I showed her the door. She went to the washroom. I went to kitchen for making tea. When I came back she was sitting on the bed without the jeans pant, wearing only the top and a panty. ”I do not wear dresses indoor, if you have no problem, I will take off the top also “. She did not wait for me to reply and took off her top. There was no bra underneath. She was sitting before me with only panty. ”Even this I do not wear in Mumbai at home. This has become my habit “She giggled.

“Why are you staring at me? All women have breasts like they have hands, nothing special. Pass on the tea. ”Mesmerized I did that.
“How have you changed, from a shy girl to modern woman?”
That I will tell, let me have the tea first. After the tea she narrated her story of metamorphosis.
Reena’s story
You know I was married to Sumeet two years ago. After seven days of marriage I went to Mumbai. We reached there in the morning. Sumeet has to go to office. He told me to do nothing but take rest as I was tired and he would bring something to eat. I had my bath, changed my dress to a comfortable gown and spread myself on the bed. The house was on the top floor of the flat. You can only see the sky through the window. I had a sound sleep only to be woken up by the calling bell. Sumeet had come with some eatables in a packet. We came to the bed room. Sumeet took off his trousers, shirt and to my surprise underwear also. I expected him to put on something, say a half pant at least. But he had not. I thought whether he was in a mood to fuck me then and there. But that also did not happen. He quietly went to the kitchen and brought two plates and arranged food.

Put on your dress, I am not that hungry” I said. “This is my dress. I remain natural in my private premises”. He smiled at me. “Do I not look good in my natural dress?” Of course he looked great with well built pectorals, six packs abs, muscular thighs and a sizable penis in between two small balls. He could have intoxicated any beautiful girl in our hostel with his manhood. Unconsciously I blushed. I had never seen a naked man around me walking dangling his cock. “This is natural. We try to make ourselves artificial by covering our body. This is not obscene either, wicked thought, obscene thought are in mind not in the body. ”He said. He bade me to stand up with my hands up. I obeyed. He pulled my gown over my head making me naked. I was standing in front of him naked. Of course, I would have been naked in the night while sleeping with him, but to stand naked in front of a man in bright light of the day was awkward to me.

He made me stand in front of the mirror fitted on the wall. ” See how beautifully nature has created you. ” He went on describing my lips, face, well formed breasts, my thin waist my rounded ass, my slender legs and adorable tuft of hair in between my thighs. ”You know the scent of your body?” He asked and smelt my sweaty armpit s, “God has made you this way. Why do you want disfigure it by putting something on? Only ugly ones should do it. I have been naked for years. You may not like it and I do not insist that you remain naked all day. Decision is yours. You can put on gown if you are not comfortable. ”

I felt uneasy and dressed myself, he however continued taking food naked and went on reading in the study naked for one hour till he came to bed. Of course I had sex with him in the night. I was apprehensive whether he was mad. All the day he remained naked, his penis was limp, dangling when he moved, making a funny show to me, But in the night it was long straight and hard beyond my imagination. I thought I might die if that goes into me. But he was gentle and I enjoyed the fuck very much. My vagina, it seemed was torn, I had some pain, but I steel longed to be fucked again and again.

Next few days I tried to remain naked. In night he would come with all his vigor to pound me. I said to him” it is painful” “No, dear it is not. You have to explore yourself”. He would then praise my thin lips, caress my breast and would say “is this not a fruit? Say, one half of an orange arranged on a plate, your nipples, he would say, are sweet raisins, see how they woke up”. By that time my nipples had become erect with tingling sensation. My vagina would have become moist. He would put her finger in it, smelt the finger. ”Smell how good it smells. It can be called jam” You are a plate with all these for me to eat. ’ So saying he would suck my nipples, squeeze my breasts as if draining juice from them.” You can have same type of fantasy about me. Think up. You can describe in terms your food.”

Interesting! I thought for a moment. I have never been artistic or poetic. I said teasing him “You do not have much. I can describe you ball as two litchis and your penis as a banana, or two eggs and a sausage with cream inside. ”
That is good, extend your imagination.” By this time I was in fire. ”Let me eat your litchis and banana, you have already taken my fruits” “Yes, as you please my love “He offered me both lying on his back. At first I thought I may not like to suck that thing. He said, Eat without thinking. All body parts are really pure. You will love. I started, and continued sucking. He discharged white liquid into my mouth. I had no idea that things like this can happen. A taste I never had before, but could not but swallow them. The penis became soft. He was sleeping still.

“Try to enjoy.” As usual we slept naked. How I longed to glue to his naked body! Gradually I liked his fucking, sometimes demanding to do it sharp and hard. I never bothered to wear anything in home and do all my household jobs naked. He had baptized me to nakedness.
“Then you are now used to go without dresses”. I nodded. He would open the balcony. It was opening to forest. We both used to sit there naked seeing the passersby below looking like big ants from top floor.

So this had become my habit and the feeling is really wonderful. We have some rules. We never engage in sex in daytime though both were seeing each other’s private part. Night time is the time for that. There is nothing wrong in showing what we have. Every man knows that a woman has a pair of breast and a cleft in between her thighs and every woman knows that a man has a rod with a pair of balls dangling between his thighs. How can you dispel this truth with piece of thin cloth?
Reena stopped her story for then.
I have nothing to say. We dined together whatever was there in a bachelor’s kitchen, I in my dress and she without. ”We have one bed room. You sleep in there; I shall adjust on the couch in the drawing room” I said, “No, That is not necessary. We can sleep in the same room. I had that experience. In fact I should tell you something more. ” She insisted, so we both slept in the bed room, on the same bed.

She continued her story again, “By now I am comfortable living naked. Even I do Yoga naked, pray naked. Even whenever Sumeet comes from office I sometimes forgot to put on dress and open the door being naked. He liked it. One day, he said, “Now that you are living naked we can go and visit our friends in party. They all enjoy nakedness. Only married couples are allowed there. So it will be my first time also to attend a party”.

So one Sunday evening we went some thirty kilometres from our flat. As we reached there we found five couples are already there. They greeted us. We went into a big hall. As we were new we are handed over a rule book. We all deposited our dresses in the counter. All became stark naked. All of us are of different ages. Sumeet and I were the youngest as we married recently. There I could realize that we all women have breasts of different size and shape, all men have differently sized penises. They were all clean shaved; we were not, because we did not know. We are told to shave our pubic hairs that were the rule that keeps the part clean. As a first ritual to be a member we had to do it. I slept on a table.

Sumeet carefully applied shaving cream to my pubic area and shaved off all the hairs. My pink cunt was exposed. I saw in the mirror. I never imagined it looked so good. Then Sumeet slept on the table and I shaved all the hairs from the root of penis and balls. Then we went for a shower. When we came with dazzling genitals we are greeted as member of the organization. Then there was dance. Anybody could be any body’s partner. Then dinner was served. The special session was after that. There was a lucky draw. If I picked one male member’s I would go with him. I peaked one. He was a handsome man; I went with him to one table. Some other woman got Sumeet. All newly formed couples thus occupied one table each. Music started. First fifteen minutes we talked to each other fondling each other’s private parts. I could see Sumeet doing the same with a slim woman. Sumeet also saw me My man was passionately squeezing and biting my breasts. All the men, I found, were doing the same to their female partner. Then the music changed. Position changed also. All the men were now sleeping and all the women were sucking penis of their partner.

My partner’s penis was thicker than Sumeet’s. I enjoyed toying with that, and licking and sucking vigorously. After another five minutes there was a change of music and females had to go under the men with their legs wide apart. My man put condom around his shaft as that was mandatory and pushed his thicker penis within me and slowly pushed it in and out. This continued till the music stopped. All lay flat for some time. Then all had a warm bath. Partners for night kissed each other. Though this was not to be allowed by me as per my notion, it was a great fun. Sumeet said that there is no harm in it as anybody can have chance to enjoy any other partner some day.

The party was over and we came back. I have attended five such parties till now. I had a different taste and every time sex appears new, not boring. So you should not fear that we might have sex. If we do it does not matter. ” I was excited. My penis was throbbing and bulging under my pant visibly. She laughed “Your dick is up you cannot hide that even with clothes. Wah, yours is big enough. ” She pulled down my pant, my penis was standing hard.

“Good God! Like Sumeet’s. Can I play with it” Without listening she was kneading it, milking it. I was excited. Reena and I have been closer but never were we naked. Never had I even touched her breasts. She used to disapprove even if my hand touched her breast by chance in the past. But she had changed. I hardly could control myself I went on her and squeezed her breasts, sucked her erect nipples. She was excited too. Expertly she guided my penis to her hole and pressed my buttocks wishing to push the thing as deep as possible. I was making my penis, which was growing thicker and thicker, in and out while she was moaning arching with closed eyes.

“Stop!” She said, “I want it from behind, a position Sumeet never agrees for. I have heard from my friends in the party and it was more satisfying.” She knelt down on elbow and knee, keeping her buttocks high up. I could see now her vagina, the hole inside is now contracted and circular with some secretions in it. I took it from behind. My thick penis went in easily through her slimy vagina. ‘Bang me hard’, She insisted.

There were soft sounds as I pushed in swiftly. Simultaneously I leaned on her back and grabbed her swinging breasts and pumped them. This continued till we no longer could hold. I said, ’I am coming ‘Soon I deposited my semen into her and my think penis then shrivelled. It has become three inches from ten inches, soaked with her vaginal fluid and my semen. She lay on her abdomen panting. Her beautiful rounded buttocks quivering and was giving a good feast to my eyes. I patted on them. She turned on her back and commented, “You are a great fucker, I was satisfied as never I was.”

“You are a real bitch” I teased her. ”How I wish to be a bitch, so that your swollen penis would have been locked inside my vagina for at least one hour and we will be tugging like dogs do!”
“But we did a mistake. I did not wear a condom. Who knows you may become pregnant. ”I said. Hm. That is a fact. But nobody can know from seeing the child who is his father. After all I am married, licensed to bear child. ” She said with a satisfied look. She went to bathroom to wash herself. I followed after her and got myself washed. There is still three hours night left. So we wanted to sleep.

She bade me to sleep beside her. She was on side curled up. I slept my stomach touching her back tightly, my penis which still was throbbing, in the cleft between her two rounded and smooth buttock and my arm encircling her so that my fingers are on her breast. This position she decided. “Do not put on damn clothes and sleep” she had said.

It was almost eight when we woke up from a satisfied sleep. She prepared herself to leave. ”Actually, when I fucked with other guys I thought, why should not I do the same to you. So while going to Mumbai I impulsively stopped here. You must have also imagined last few years me naked taking my breasts in your hand and putting your penis in my cunt as you are so close to me and loving me. I wanted to give your right. “We again embraced each other naked.” Try to enjoy yourself naked. It is good she said with a mischievous smile and left.