Being a married man isn’t an easy state for dating. But having another woman is always so exclusive. In my case, I was open but was not actively trying. And at 38, options rarely come knocking at your door, or do they?
My work group was amazing at previous employee. We went out often, partied and were generally happy as a team. In a group of 6 men and 5 women, jokes were easy, bordering flirtatious and naughty. Inhibitions were little, but people weren’t hitting on each other desperately.
Divya was a new member of the team, who generally kept it to herself but started enjoying group dynamics. But, as I’m also not particularly talkative, we seldom spoke to each other. She only came to me when she needed a work related help and I was good with her. Our personal dynamics couldn’t go further as I got a job offer I couldn’t decline.
With a heavy heart, I said goodbyes but remained friends with the group. I continued to be part of informal chat group, where I seldom posted. But when I bought my KTM 390 Adventure motorbike, I had to flaunt with a couple of photos.
After a few months they planned a night-out trip, and I was invited. Destination was only 100 kms away and hence, I decided to ride my new prized possession i.e. my bike. After checking into our single rooms, we joined for lunch. Within a few minutes, people started poking fun and cracking jokes. All this while Divya was smiling, without participating. She hadn’t changed much.
Let me describe Divya a bit. She is 26 years old with a height of around 5’6″ and wheatish complexion. She is voluptuous with figure of 37-29-38 approximately and must weight around 62 kgs. While others could find her plump, I thought she was delicious with large boobs, which I found distracting While talking to her. I thought she was a bit underconfident despite coming from a prestigious university and her voice was always quite milk.
As lunch got over, others decided to go for boating. I and Divya didn’t go for it so we started having some small talk in restaurant itself.
I asked her, “You are with the group for around 6 months now? How is it working for you?”
She replied, “Good, group is nice. Learning is good.”
With such short replies, having conversations with her was difficult, but as others had already left I had no other option. Also, I’m always interested to interact with hot women and Divya fit the criteria. As she was wearing loose shorts, which reached mid-thighs and a figure hugging tee clearly displaying bra-lines, it was difficult to resist. So I decided to make it a discussion about us and asked, “Hope people in the group miss me?”
She smiled and replied, “That they certainly do. Shikha and Maya often talk about you, when we go together for lunch.”
I chuckled, “Yeah, they are good friends.” After a pause, I winked, “As they are no more my coworkers, should I date them? You tell me, who should I try?”
This time she laughed effortlessly and said, “You know na, they are married.”
My reply was prompt, “I don’t mind, if they won’t.” As she smiled, I changed the topic, “You are new to city, right? Like it? Made a few friends?”
She thought for a few seconds, “City is fine. But I haven’t been able to make friends.”
Fully knowing her nature, I acted surprised, “That’s sad. Tell me, what do you like doing?
She didn’t reply immediately. As I kept staring, she said, “In college, I liked gossiping with a few close friends.”
As I nodded without saying anything, she added after a pause, “I also like biking.”
Now I was generally surprised, “Oh really!! You have a motorbike?”
She hesitated for a second, and replied, “No, no. I didn’t mean that. I love to sit pillion on bikes.”
I laughed out and said, “Oh that’s a new one. In college, you had a boyfriend with whom you rod bike?”
Her response was prompt and firm this time, “I don’t have a boyfriend, never had.”
I responded without missing a beat, “I’m surprised. You are quite good looking and I daresay hot, still don’t have a boyfriend. Those idiots didn’t know, what they missed.”
She released a nervous laugh without saying a word. I got up, placed my hand on her shoulder and asked her to join me. She started readily.
I started ignition of my bike and revolved accelerator without putting it into gear. With little nervousness, she sat on the pillion seat holding my shoulder with one hand and side of my waist with other. I put the vehicle into gear and raced ahead reaching 60 kmph in just 5-6 seconds. Within a few seconds, her both hands claped around my waist as I kept racing ahead.
I shout out loud, “Hold me tight baby.” She came closer but was not really holding tight. I said again, “Choice is yours, Divya. If you want it fast and if you don’t want to fall, you will have to hold tight.” While her grip was firmer after this, I still didn’t feel her hot body pressed against mine as Ihad wished. But perhaps this was quite a lot for Divya already, who never had a boyfriend. Being in such close proximity with a man was a new experience for her and she felt uncomfortable.
As I accelerated further and speed crossed 90 kmph, she held me tighter with her hands holding my chest and her large boobs were properly pressed against my back. Things had started to arouse me. As we remained in that position for a few minutes, her awkwardness subsided and she started enjoying the ride rather than focusing on her physical proximity with me. I could clearly hear her giggles and voices of excitement.
We rode for around 20 kms before I stopped near a secluded lake. While it was broad daylight, there was none in sight. We sat on the steps of the lake between a few trees, providing reasonable cover. As she was thrilled after biking, I ensured to keep my hand on her should hold her close, to soothe her nerves as we sat facing the lake. She didn’t pose any resistance.
As she was sitting on my right side, my right hand freely moved over her upper back and right shoulder, as her heart-rate subsided. I made her lean over me in a side hug so that her head rested on my right shoulder. Gradually, I took her left hand in my left hand and held her fingers into mine feeling her palms. I asked in a gentle voice, “How are you feeling now, sweetheart?”
As she nodded without saying anything, I patted her face with my hand and chuckled, “I’m sure, it was fun.” And again took her left hand in my left hand to keep it between my tights. As she remained comfortable, my right hand on her back started to explore more of her soft back, feeling her curves more intently. That caused my cock to stir.
As it was the moment to make or break, I said, “You are deliciously beautiful and hot, Divya.”
As she whispered thanking me, I added, “I like your sexy volunteer body and want to savor it. I can’t resist anymore so I’m gonna kiss.” There was no attempt to stop me from her side so I held her head and touched her lips with mine.
I then asked her, “Is it your first kiss, my girl?” She whispered confirming the same. I gently rubbed my wet lips with hers. She was inexperienced but eager and didn’t hesitate as my experienced tongue entered into her wet soft mouth. It wasn’t a long kiss, but one thing was clear. She was open to do everything and very eager to please. It was my duty to usher her into it with great care.
Sitting on the steps, looking sideways we faced each other and kissed again passwordately as my hands went inside her top, caressing her soft body. It was clearly new for her because she shuddered by my mere touch. I licked her cheek and bit her gently. I raised her head pulling her hair and kissed her neck with great password. She started moaning Without any hesitation.
In a swift move, I unhooked her bra ensuring that her boobs remained within the bra cups. To get better access, I lifted her from the steps and made her sit on my right tight with her knees between my knees. Now I had access to her entire body from inviting lips to large boobs to buttery tights to her cunt which was hidden under loose shorts. Her shorts were loose enough so that my hand could go inside her panties comfortable.
With my right hand inside her shirt, I massed her back to arouse her further. I put my left hand inside front of her Shirt and grabbed her boobs gently feeling them one by one. My cock was super hard inside my own shorts but that could wait. I needed to take possession of my bitch first.
I gradually lifted her shirt to get her boobs in open. As she understand my intentions, she whispered in panic, “Someone may see.”
I never stopped playing with her boobs as I lifted her shirt further to get boobs fully out of her shirt and bra. I then planted a long password kiss, encroaching her lips and tongue as I pinched her nipples between my thumb and index finger. Then looking authoritatively into her eyes I said, “When I’m with you my pet, do you have to worry about such small issues?”
As she looked at me tenderly, I grabbed one boob in my left hand and started sucking it with utmost password. Her loud moans confirmed to me that she understand what I told. Still, I asked her before I attacked her other boob “Is that clear to you, My pet?”
She moaned incoherently, “Yes, yes. I am loving it.”
With her boobs wet with my saliva, I started massaging them and asked her, “Whom do you belong to, my pet?”
She had no hesitation is saying between her audible moans, “To you, please.”
“I intend to make you my little doggie, who will do all what I say. I clearly see, you want to become my little obedient bitch and serve your Master. Don’t you, my sexy bitch?” I asked her staring into her eyes while my left hand had untied her shorts and started moving towards her panties.
With my fingers reaching up to the top of her cunt, tickling it through her pubic hair, I asked her, “Tell me, do you have a problem with that Divya?”
She replied, “No sir, I wish you do everything you want, with this pet.”
“What will I make you?” I asked again.
“A little doggie who will do whatever you say.” She said before adding, “I have never felt so good about my body, Sir. I am loving it. I want to belong to you, My Master.”
“And if that means removing your shirt and bra completely here?” I challenged her.
In the heat of the moment, she replied, “Your pet will do that, Master. She will remove all her clothes and display her plump worthless body for Master’s pleasure. That will be the best use of my boobs and fat thighs.” Her insecurities towards her body were coming out. In a world where girls are mad to become impossible slim, she didn’t know most men like to savor large boobs and plump ass.
Keeping in mind that I would address this issue later, I replied, “That’s like a good girl.” And then I lowered her from my thighs to the step below me so that she was between my tights with her face around my chest level. I made her sit facing my left thigh and not the lake so that her boobs were pressed against my left inner tigh and back against my right thigh giving me unrestricted access to her entire upper body. Then I placed my left foot below her cunt, while she was still wearing her shorts.
I was playing with her boobs, which were soft and handful. While my palm massed her boobs, my two fingers were altering pressure on the nipples which caused her to moan and plead. I also kissed her in between with my tongue going deep inside her mouth.
I asked her to lift her body and take off her shorts and panties. She looked at me pleadingly, not having enough courage to speak. So, I increased pressure on her nipple pinching hard. She whimpered, “Please Sir. Someone may come. Let’s go find a room and I’ll do everything. Everything.”
I only said two words, “Shorts. Now.”
Knowing that I’m serious, she tenatively brought her hands to waitband. She had tears in her eyes when she looked again at me hoping that I would stop her. But as I remained stern, she lifted her ass a bit and pulled down both together.
She was now naked, except her shirt and bra. They were not even covering her large breasts which were firm despite their weight. I bent down a bit and reached her hairy cunt with my left hand. I told her, “I’m very proud of you, My little bitch.”
She moaned loudly as I entered my index finger into her tight cunt. She was indeed a virgin. I was the first man to enter finger inside her cunt. I was going to be the first man, to fuck her. I was the first person to touch her at places where she had never been touched except by herself. This realization was intotoxicating.
Her cunt was sloppy wet and she started shaking uncontrollably when I moved my finger into her cunt back-and-forth. Biting her lips, she exceled, “I’m loving it, Sir, I’m loving it.”
My Virgin bitch had forgotten her near nakedness by this time and fully submerged into pure animalistic pleasure. She started moaning out loud pleading for more. I suddenly took out finger from her cunt, which was flowing like a fountain. She almost cried, “Please, please. Do it. Please more.”
I again took my lips to hers and kissed her hard before saying, “Separate your shorts from panties and wear only shorts.”
She looked at me confused and took a few seconds to realize what I was saying. So I told her, “When you are with me, Divya, you don’t have to worry. I will ensure that you are safe and protected. You don’t think, you just follow my commands and I’ll take care of you. You are just my pet, obedient and willing. Is that clear?”
She nodded vigorously before picking her discarded clothes and wo shorts immediately. She then knelt two steps below me, facing towards me. She tenatively keep her both hands on my knees, and then said, “Thank you, really. I knowI’m not beautiful and don’t know whether I deserve you. But you have always been very nice to me, since the time we worked together. I have always admired you.”
I just smiled, not knowing how to reciprocate. So she continued smiling, “I always like you for being no-nonsense and still very approachable. That’s why I wanted to be yours.”
“I know, that’s why you said you love to ride on bike.” I chuckled.
She laughed freely now and said, “And see, pet has found her Master.” Then she added seriously, “I want to do so many things with you, explore my sexuality and be used as you wish.”
As I only nodded, she smiled again and mocked, “But this pet hasn’t seen Master’s cock yet. May I see your cock please?”
I lovingly took her in my arms, kissing her passwordately again which caused my cock to get hard again. Leaving her after a passwordate kiss, I got up and loosened my belt before dropping my trousers to thighs level. Her wide eyes confirmed, she liked what shesaw.
Still kneeing, she hesitantly went to touch my cock, but I snapped her hand, “No, a pet doesn’t touch its Master’s cock. Tell me what it does?”
She looked upward and asked, “She sucks?”
I held her hair and shook her head pulling them. I feigned anger, “I thought, I have a well educated bitch. Be creative and explicit. Else I’m going to face-fuck you.”
Her eyes had tears due to pain from hair pulling as she started, “Pet pleads its Master to allow to suck his cock. It keeps hands behind head so that it won’t touch the cock even by mistake and then take this magnificent cock into its filthy underserving mouth. Then it worships the cock with utmost care and password, bathing it into saliva and sucking it with her tongue and lips.”
“I’m proud of you, My slave. So you may start what you wished.” I allowed her.
It was clear that she had never seen a real hard cock in her life, leave alone taking it in her mouth. With her hands clapped behind her head,she barely touched my cock with the soft wet lips. She looked at me with a confused expression. I don’t know whether it was pleasure, disappoint, disgust, fear, excitement or heady cocktail of them. But I gave her time. I wanted her to live and feel the moment.
After a few seconds, she ran her tongue on the shake of my cock as if licking a ice-cream bar from side. I was hard and wanted my bitch to start sucking, so I barked, “Take my cock inside your fucking mouth. Now.”
That was enough for her. Fear became dominant expression for her and she immediately took a large chunk of my cock into her mouth. But she didn’t know, what to do. She was arbitrarily running her lips on my cock, which teased my cock further making it harder and angle.
I commanded in a steely voice stressing on every word, “Bathe my cock using Your tongue. Then massage it using your fucking lips and tongue.”
She is a smart individual and immediately compiled. What she lacked in experience, shemade up with eagerness to please. With her hands behind her head, she needed to put extra efforts and it was taking extra time, which I wanted because it means my pleasure was going to be longer. Veins of cock were popping out and I was filling her entire mouth.
I asked her, “Lift your shorts and insert your finger into your leaky cunt. Finger fuck yourself, my little pig but don’t dare cum.”
She greedily put her finger in her cunt, fucking herself. I reminded her, “While your Master is allowing you to get pleasure, Master’s pleasure remains Supreme. Therefore, your focus should be on blowjob even when you are fingering your worthless cunt.”
She was panting hard as she continued to suck my cock as best as she could. But her body was shaking uncontrollable because sensing originating from her cunt were too much for her. As she moaned reaching close to her orgasm, I held her head tight and moved it back-and-forth to fuck her face mercilessly. At the same time, I ordered, “Don’t stop finger fucking yourself, my fat little bitch.”
She was choking on my cock and I was ready to explode. I kept fucking her mouth as tears were flowing out of her eyes. “Keep fucking your filthy cunt with your randy fingers, whore.” I shouted.
And then as I was close, I took out my cock from her mouth and stroked it myself. I slapped my cock on her face and ordered her, “Keep fucking yourself bitch. But use other hand to lift your shirt and offer your pathetic boobs so that I may shoot my cum over them.”
She immediately compiled. I started burning out my cum on to her boobs. Some of it fell on her shorts and tights.
After my orgasm I sat on the step and made her lie over my thigh so that her mouth was close to cock. I rubbed her face on my inner thighs, showing her where she truly belonged. Holding her boob in my other hand I allowed her to cum.
As if she was only waiting for my permission, she cummed hard. She fell on my body hugging my boththighs and keeping her mouth on my cock. As I patted her head assuring that she truly belonged to me, I heard her say, “I love you Master, I really do.”
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This story only details how my relationship with Divya started. If you like this one, I may divulge more of how I used her volunteer body in subsequent months.
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