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Unlike my previous story, this one is very old, you could say, after my divorce. I was going through a case of severe depression.
That’s when someone told my parents to consult a Psychologist, but the problem was finding one. It wasn’t easy to search for a Psychologist who won’t charge an exorbitant price for the same service. But through a close search, we found a young Psychologist who was charging less than the others.
But at first, I was reluctant to go, as I was not sure if it would work or not. As I didn’t want to waste my money, I also didn’t believe it would work. After a lot of persuasion by my parents, I decided to give it a shot. I went on the assigned day, which frankly, I don’t remember.
But it was in the evening that I can say. I at first thought she would be a strict and nerdy woman. With a glass big as her face, but to my surprise, she was jaw-droppingly beautiful. I came to know her name from the nameplate hanging outside of her chamber, which was Dr. Monica Agrawal.
If I have to guess her age, it would not be more than 30. If I have to talk about her figure, I would say 34C-30-36. Her skin tone was brownish and had the right amount of flesh where it was needed. If I had to guess her height, it would be 4’9”, and her weight would not be more than 58 kg.
I did the session, I think 5 or 6 times, but they stopped due to some financial problems. In between, we stayed connected. But it all changed just a few days ago when she called me for an outing. I was taken aback by this request. And after much hesitation, I agreed.
The reason for the outing wasn’t any professional meeting or anything like that. As a matter of fact, I was feeling ok because of her. So when she asked for an outing/date, I got confused. But I, with my infinite wisdom, decided to meet her.
The time was your afternoon, and the place was quite posh. The treat was from her side, so I didn’t complain and I complied with her request. She ordered the food and also paid for it. I was more than happy to eat. I had no issue chewing down expensive food until someone else was paying for it.
Anyhow, after the treat, she asked me if I had brought my scooter or not. If you are wondering why not a bike? To be frank, I forget to change gears all the time, so I prefer a scooter. I replied, “I always bring it when I go out.” She then replied, “Then take me on a long ride.”
I was taken aback by the answer and said, “But why?” Her answer was, “Why not? I deserve it.” I gave a shy smile, but I was thinking, ‘How am I going to control my little guy if she sits behind me?’
She somehow understood the dilemma and said, “You should let your little guy have some fun.” She said this in a very seductive tone. I took the cue and decided to use her in a highway hotel. But, point to be noted, she was paying for the same.
I was given the condom, but I let her choose. She took a packet of dotted condoms. I hope everyone knows that in a packet, there are three condoms, not 6 or 10. This was not because we were not planning for a long session, and it was perfect for a 3-hour session.
I am using the hourly rooms booked at a hotel for us. Which, yes, was a bar cum restaurant. We rode for some time, the weather was good, and her 34C cup was squeezing my back. She was wearing a skin-tight salwar kameez, backless. Making her hot and tempting for anyone, including me.
We reached the hotel and completed the formalities, including submitting a photocopy of our ID proof. We were allocated a room. Before entering, I hung the “No Disturb” note. As I locked the door, she jumped on me and pinned me to the wall.
I was taken aback not because she was dominating me, but because I always thought she was calm and submissive. This goes to show that you should never judge someone by their looks, as they hide their true nature. She then started to force a smooch on me, pushed her tongue in and locked with mine.
Then she pulled it out and started to lick it. I picked her up and took her to bed. Before I proceed, let me describe the room, as some of you might not be as poor as I am. The room had a bed, a chair, an attached bathroom with a TV, a table, and a wall cupboard. So, when you enter, you go straight to bed.
I picked her effortlessly, as she was not very heavy. I threw her on the bed with me on top of her. And started to smooch her. She took off my t-shirt and I her kurta. I was not wearing anything inside; she, on the contrary, was wearing a push-up bra.
I unhooked her bra and let her boob’s out. Then I went down, gave a bite on her right nipple, while I squeezed the left. She started moaning and pushed me down. I obliged and kissed and licked her belly. I even played with her belly button for some time.
I first licked her around her belly button, then I pushed my tongue in and started licking inside. I gave small bites, then went down and started to untie her pyjama. Slide her pyjama down, only to expose her netted panties. I first kissed her clitoris, and then started to lick her labia, over her panties.
My act of licking was making her horny as hell. She was pushing my head deeper and deeper, making me eat more. Her pussy was dripping cum, and her panties were wet. When I removed her panties, I was greeted by a clean-shaven pussy. It was beautiful, and was calling me to play with it.
I obliged and first licked her thighs, then slowly crawled towards her pussy. I licked all the way from her right thigh to her pussy lips. But rather than directly licking it, I started by first circling her vagina. I did this using my tongue. I licked every curve and bend of her pussy area.
This was making her hotter and horny. She started to shout first, then pleaded to lick her pussy. I still didn’t lick her pussy, I wanted to tease her more. So, squeezed her pussy lips and rubbed them together. As I did that, she started to breathe heavily, as if she was grasping for air.
She started to move her head here and there and even looked at me in pleading to make her cum. But I continued with the act, and ultimately she did cum, but not much, as it was her pre-cum.
As it came out, I tore open her pussy and pushed my tongue in. She let out a long breath and started to moan as I licked her pussy. She was feeling ecstasy, as I went deeper, her breath became heavier. But I want to see how she was feeling, so I did what I do best.
I kept her legs on my shoulder and sat on my knees. Her pussy was getting a tongue job while I was enjoying the view. I continued licking her for how long I don’t know, but she did cum multiple times.
After sucking and eating her pussy for some time, she started to beg me to fuck her. I obliged her request and decided to take off my pants. I wore my condom and shoved my throbbing dick in her pussy. As she started to gasp for air. And adjusted herself to accommodate my dick.
I pushed in deeper as I did that, and she started to make faint moans. I continued pushing my dick inside of her. Her moans were getting louder as if asking me to go deeper. I obliged her request and pushed in deeper. At the same time, I was smooching and playing with her tongue.
Pulling it out and licking it, our saliva was dripping down. She was like a fifty-year-old street whore by this point. I continue pumping her well over 10-15 minutes, as I increase my speed to increase her moans. She was trying to keep up with my every stroke.
I slowly kissed her neck and her earlobes, then her armpit, and licked it for some time. I eventually moved on to her delighted treat. Her nipples were big and brown; they were erect as if asking to be licked. I took the right one first and gently bit it, then started to rub it between my teeth.
I pulled it up and kept her leg in the air. Fucked her in this position like a bull. She, by this point, was my fuck toy, and her pussy was my silicone fuck pussy toy. She was begging me to stop and abusing me, at the same time, tears were flowing from her eyes.
She was no longer the Decent Gentlewoman everyone thought her to be. She was now a perfect whore, you see, standing by the street. I changed her nipples one after another, sometimes biting, licking, and pulling. When I was doing all these, my hands were busy squeezing her ass and forcing my finger in her anal.
I tore open her anal, kept it like that. She was in pain and pleasure, probably in another world. By the time I was about cum I took out my dick and shoved it in her anal. Because of her pussy fluid it was lubricant and easy to push in. In one go, my hammer dick head went into her anal.
And with the second push, it almost reached half. With the third push, then the fourth, I reached it deeper into her anal. But it took me the last and fifth push to enter fully. She was by this point grasping for and screaming as I stretched her anal.
She begged me to take her out, even pleaded with me, she was sobbing and was like a pathetic whore. I didn’t care, I pushed deeper and deeper till I was fully in. Then I took it out till my dick head, and pushed again and repeated the same. I did that till I started to cum, and with every stroke, I increased the speed.
And her screams became louder and louder. To get her up, I first smooched her, played with her tongue and squeezed open her anal. I was smooching and fucking her anal. This act of mine was making a merciless devil out of me. I was in another world, where I was pumping a silicon fuck toy.
I drank her tears, and pumped even harder, so much so, that I cum how many times I don’t remember. But what I do remember is when I shoved in last and emptied my balls in her anal.
After playing with her for almost 45 to 50 minutes, I pulled my dick out. And I lay in the bed; she was lying down motionless. I somehow picked myself up. And carried her to the bathroom. I held her in such a way that her pussy was in front of the commode. She started to pee, but I had other plans.
I shoved my dick in her pussy in that position and started to fuck. She was now only crying, knowing she had made a contract with the devil. The devil had come to make her his toy. I continued till I cum in her pussy, and without any reason, she started to squirm as I pulled my dick out.
I then helped her to the Shit, and even I cleaned her anal, using the available toilet paper. She was moaning softly, but by this point, she knew I didn’t care how she felt, as for me, she was just another fuck toy.
Once I cleaned her anal, we had a bath, and cleaned ourselves. We took a rest for some time, and I dropped her off where I had picked her up.
This was our last encounter, and neither she nor I ever tried to contact each other. If you like the story, then send your feedback to [email protected].