Anshu’s Slutty Tales

Hey guys! This is Aryan Kapur from South Kolkata. Friends can call me Abhi too. So, I am 30 now and can be called a later bloomer. I’m 5’6″, good-looking, and blessed with a 6.5″ dick, which is enough to please any slutty girl, woman, milf, etc. I am half Muslim.

You can read my  stories here, and yes, they are real-life experiences.  I write these experiences as I want to share them anonymously with you guys. I am thoroughly enjoying speaking to the ladies and gentlemen who wrote to me with feedback.

Anshu read my stories and reached out to me to help publish her slutty story. The below experience is Anshu’s account.

Hi, you horny fuckers, this is Anshu. I’m 46 years old now, and my body type is like Cory Chase. I look like the innocent aunt next door. But let me be clear, beneath my innocent face, I’m an insatiable whore.

I am bloody sure that if I am alone in a room with a man and if he initiates sex, I will spread my legs. I am that easy to fuck. I am desperate for sex and any time with anyone. I go looking for new dicks every Friday night at clubs and lounges and make sure I get treated like a whore and a slut that I am over the weekend.

I have lost count as to how many men I have fucked and how many dicks have filled my holes over the last 13 years. I am married to a Merchant Navy, so you can understand why I am such a whore.

I’m sure my husband fucks whores overseas, so I decided not to be a stupid bitch and deprive myself. We have a son who is in a leading technology college now.

I was 41 when this incident happened. We had a neighboring family who was the same age as us. My son and their daughter were in the same class and in the same school too. Meena, the wife, had to leave for her mother’s house as her aunt died.

Manoj, her husband, could not accompany her as he had work, and neither could their daughter. Meena asked me if I could cook breakfast and dinner for her husband and daughter. The daughter would come in the morning, have breakfast with my son, and leave together on the school bus in the morning.

I would cook and give the breakfast to Manoj. The first day I rang the bell, Manoj seemed groggy. After getting his daughter ready for school, he said he went back to sleep as he had work late nights.

Then he asked me if I can from tomorrow come and cook in their kitchen as he may not wake up early tomorrow. He gave me a duplicate set of keys.

The next day after the kids left, I went to their house and was looking for Manoj. I didn’t have to look hard, as I found him sleeping on the sofa. But the next second shocked me a little more. As I saw his dick peeking out of his boxers.

The thick, uncircumcised dick looked very tempting. I felt myself get moist in my pussy. I quickly though went and cooked the food and left. I did stare at his dick again on my way out.

The day after that, I entered again and the same scene. This time, his dick was erect from his morning wood. I was not sure if he was aware of doing it on purpose. I was wearing a nighty with my cleavage showing. As I was in the kitchen, I heard him come in for water.

He stood next to me and wished me good morning. I replied but kept my head down. His dick was hanging in his boxers, and I am sure my pussy was trickling my juices down my thighs after leaking from my panty.

From my side-eye, I could see him sneaking peeks at my cleavage, and I kept noticing how his dick was alive and raring to go. But that day to nothing happened.

Now I hadn’t been fucked for a week. And the whore in me was out of control. I couldn’t control myself that day, and masturbating was not helping. Women know the feeling of helplessness when the urge of dick hits your soul. I decided what I do to do.

The next day I walked into his house, and the whore in me was in control. I was possessed. I didn’t have a care in the world. The moment I saw that bastard on the sofa with his hard-thick dick out again, I knew what I had to do to save my life.

I went straight to him and started sucking his dick. He was genuinely asleep, and my hard sucking woke up both his dick and him. I swear he knew it was the luckiest day of his life. I was sure his wife had never done this for him.

He woke up and started moaning. He gained consciousness and held my hair back. Like a slut I slurped his dick hard. I sucked his dick for 10 minutes and got up. I wasn’t wearing a bra or panty, and I lifted my nighty and pushed him down on the sofa.

He was not used to such a sexually charged woman and was taken aback. But he knew what was coming. I sat on his face and made him lick my pussy for God knows how long. Once I was wet enough, I went down on him again to make sure he was hard.

Once he was at his hardest, I sat on his dick and rode him on the sofa itself. I took off my nighty, and he mauled my breasts. I came hard in 10 minutes. Then I got up and pulled him by his dick and dragged him to his bedroom. He was not taking over and got in charge. My submissive whore was coming out.

He fucked me doggy style and a missionary, and we enjoyed steamy sex in the shower too. He called in sick that day to fuck me, and my pussy’s fire was quenched.

We fucked a couple of times after that, but I honestly very rarely like to repeat a dick.

Please share your feedback with Abhi at [email protected] or on Instagram – writer_abhi.kapur. Based on your feedback, I shall share more of my slutty experiences.


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