Maria Loves A Cock Every Afternoon

Hi. This is Maria. When I wrote about losing my virginity in my previous post, many dynamic, gutsy boys and men praised me for the Sex. Many wanted to have a casual fling with me. Most of them asked for my snap. Alas, I couldn’t fulfil everybody’s wishes.

My introduction is given in the last story. So, for them who haven’t read it, here’s the link: http://indiansexstories.net/stories/Virgin/virgin_maria_fucked_127732.html

Im a gorgeous babe of 22. I have a slim figure and big attractive boobs. I love to flaunt my navel through my saree when I come across handsome men. I also love to see their lusty expressions when I raise my arms and show my milky flesh.

As you know that I’m one of the key people in my company, and my boss, Sachin depends on me for many things. He has fucked me once and rewarded me for bringing him a contract that made his life. And I’m going to be married in December this year.

I know, that one cannot expect too much from your partner. Many men wrote to me about missing active sexual relationship with their wifes. And many desperate girls asked about losing virginity. So, I’ll take the pleasure to guide you through the screwing sensations. The arousal for more sex will make you hornier.

Before I got screwed by my boss, an Australian tycoon-Don Shaw fucked me and made me a sex addict. We had a ball. He fucked me and taught me ultimate pleasures of servicing men. I’m sure, after my marriage, my husband is also going to enjoy.

Don Shaw is a forty year old who lives in Sydney and he hosted my stay of six hot nights in Australia. Those were my golden fucking days. While I’m writing this, my pussy is wet in delight.

My boss, Sachin told me that Don is looking to bag a contract of 30villas in India as a project. I would have to visit Sydney and show him our previous work. So, here i was, in the city of white horny men.

He said that there are many hookers in Australia, but he wanted to fuck a virgin from India. And I have to screw him and satisfy his lust for Indian woman. I was a perfect example of a sexy, sensual Indian bomb.

Then for a minute I worked out the percentage I would get in the bargain. It was worth my salary in five whole years.

It took me sometime to swallow the information. I had experienced sex And now, I had to prepare to get screwed by a guy I had never seen. My cunt was wet with the idea of a white cock inside my clean lips. I only hoped that Don will be just as gentle like Avinash.

I quickly went for a shower. Although I had carried western wear, the idea of fucking an ‘Indian virgin’ was ringing in my ears. So I thought of wearing my white saree with a backless blouse.

Don rang the bell precisely after one hour. He was in a silver grey suit and a stylish smile. His hair is grey, yet he didn’t seem to be a day over 30. We shook hands and i welcomed him into the suite.

A couple of young girls followed him. They were dressed in blue denim shorts and tight pink tops.

We discussed little things about business. My boss had buttered him about the contract. I could see his erection from the pants. He was looking at me in lust. I bit my lower lip and smiled wickedly. I had made sure that my transparent white saree revealed ample cleavage through the U neckline.

He ordered the girls to relax me. They both held me by my hand and led me to the wash room. There, they undressed my saree and helped me remove the blouse and petticoat. They too removed their t shirts and shorts. We were all in undergarments.

They filled warm soothing water in the tub and added foam and rose petals to it. One of them put their arms back and removed her bra. Me and the other one looked at her pink nipples. The other girl took the shower gel and rubbed it on her nipples. She squeezed on her tiny melons till she begged to be licked.

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