It was March of 2025. Payal got a new job in a big city. She had found an apartment and was visiting the landlord to finalize the deal. She rang the doorbell.
From the peephole, Suraj, a 58-year-old man, saw his dream come true: a young, curvy woman wearing a tank top and a short skirt. She had an innocent face, but breasts that demanded attention.
He opened the door. “Welcome, welcome! Payal, right?”
“Yes, Uncle… we talked on the phone!”
“Of course, please come in.” As she walked inside, Suraj checked out her bubbly butt. He was already getting hard. It was lust at first sight.
He took out the rental agreement and a pen, handing them to Payal, who was sitting on the sofa. “Just sign this and you can move in tomorrow!”
“Oh, Uncle… that’s great!” Payal grabbed the pen from Suraj’s hand, but it fell to the floor. When she bent down to pick it up, Suraj saw her black lace bra with breasts popping out of it. She was positioned between Suraj’s open legs. He wondered if this was what it would feel like to receive a blowjob from her.
“Found it!” said Payal. She signed the papers and got up.
Suraj held out his hand for a handshake, but Payal was friendly, so she hugged him tightly. Suraj was shocked and scared that Payal might feel his erection, but thankfully, she didn’t say anything, and Suraj enjoyed how her breasts felt pressed against his chest.
The next day, Payal moved in. Suraj, a divorcee who had missed lusting over a woman, began watching her with perverted eyes. Payal loved showing off her waist and cleavage too. Suraj started fantasizing about her. Like that, three months passed.
One day, Suraj received a package addressed to Payal. She wasn’t home, so he took it. He opened it and found a red dress. He got an idea! Quickly, he took scissors and made straight cuts into the dress. He repackaged it and left it on Payal’s doorstep. He had a plan.
When Payal finally came home, it was 10:30 PM. Suraj was waiting. She came downstairs and rang his doorbell. “UNCLE! Please help!”
“What happened, Payal? Is everything okay?”
“NO!” She came inside and opened the package. “Uncle, they delivered the wrong dress. This is too much for my office party tomorrow. It’s completely ripped! My body… everything will be visible!”
“No, no, beta… don’t worry. Let me see. It seems okay… honestly, you should try it on once.”
“Okay, Uncle, I’ll go try it on—”
“No, no, try it here only. I used to help my ex-wife with her clothes… I’ll help you.” Payal thought for a minute and then agreed. She went into a room. It was 10:30 PM, and she was in her night suit without a bra or panties on, but she still put on the dress.
It was cut in a way that only a strap was covering her nipples. Her breasts were popping out. It looked like straps of red fabric wrapped around her body. She was shocked! She looked like a slut in this dress.
“UNCLE! I can’t show you this… ” It’s bad!” she yelled from inside the room.
“No, beta… don’t worry. Maybe I can fix it. Please come out!” Payal covered her breasts with her hands and stepped out of the room. Suraj saw her body poking out of the cuts he had made. His plan was working.
“Arey, Payal… it looks okay… what’s the big deal?”
“Uncle, I don’t mind showing my body with slits, but it’s not covering my… my… front.”
“You mean your boobs?” Payal was shocked. “Don’t worry, Payal. It’s all normal. I helped my wife so many times. Let me see; I can fix it.”
Payal agreed and slowly let go of her hands. There they were — big, fair, juicy breasts with large nipples. Only the tips of her nipples were covered by a single red strap. Suraj wanted to fuck her so badly.
He moved toward her and touched the side of the strap. “Uncle, what are you doing?”
“Oh, sorry, beta. I need to touch the fabric so that I can fix it.”
“…Okay, please be careful.”
Suraj moved his fingers through her dress. He moved his fingers through that one strap, touching her breasts and feeling her nipples. Payal started to feel tingling across her body.
“Uncle, don’t touch me like that… I… I’m having sensations.”
“What kind of sensations?” Payal’s breath grew heavier as Suraj touched her waist.
“Uncle, sensations that… women… have.”
“Oh, are you feeling hot?”
“Yes… Please be quick.”
“Almost done. I want to see what kind of stitching they’ve done inside,” Suraj said as he lifted her dress to reveal her naked pussy.
“OH! You’re not wearing anything?!”
“Sorry, Uncle, it’s late…”
“Don’t worry, I don’t mind… although…” Suraj said this and quickly touched her pussy. “You’re soaking wet!” He looked at her and smiled.
“I’m sorry, Uncle, the sensations…” Payal’s breath grew heavier.
“Payal, let me fix your sensations first,” Suraj said as he made her feel his erection.
“Uncle, what is that?!”
“Oh, come on… You don’t know what that is?”
“No, Uncle, I don’t…” Suddenly, Suraj realized she was a virgin. He got even harder. He sat down on the sofa and asked Payal to kneel. He took out his thick, long, brown dick.
“This will fix your sensations!”
“How, Uncle? I’m really feeling hot!”
“Put it in your mouth!” Payal was too innocent. She quickly put his dick in her mouth.
“Now suck it, go up and down.” She started doing exactly that. This was what Suraj had fantasized about three months ago. Her lips felt so tight against his cock. He wanted to fuck her immediately!
“Wait, Payal… get up… lie down on the couch.”
“But… but…”
“Just do it if you want me to fix your sensations!” Payal complied.
A strap of the red dress was still covering her nipples. Suraj got on top of her and tore apart that strap. Her big breasts were fully on display, poking out of the tight red dress. He touched her wet pussy, and she moaned as he put his entire cock inside her.
“Uncle… ahhh… Uncle, that’s too big… ahh.”
“Drop the act, slut. You’re 22… you know what we’re doing.” Suddenly, Payal looked at Suraj and smiled.
“Of course, I do. I can’t believe you took three months to finally fuck me… Uncle.” Suraj was shocked! It had been Payal’s plan all along to seduce him!
“Accha Randi!? Khud hi chudwaane aayi hai… Ruk zara,” he said as he started thrusting deep.
“Ohh… Uncle… yes… fuck me,” Payal kept moaning and screaming. He increased his speed, and Payal’s eyes rolled back. Suraj was hitting the right spot. It had been months since she had been fucked like this.
“Idhar aa Randi… palat jaa… tujhe apni kutiya banaau.” He turned Payal over into doggy style position.
Payal loved the crass, dirty talk in Hindi. She couldn’t wait to get fucked like a bitch. Suraj ripped apart the remaining dress, revealing Payal’s naked body — her big thighs and juicy butt.
“Ye le Randi… le mera lauda,” said Suraj as he started fucking her again. Her pussy was even tighter in doggy style.
“Yessss, yesss… ahh… ahhh… ahhhh… yes, Uncle… fuck me,” moaned Payal. Suraj held her tight by the waist.
“Saali randi… aur chilla… mera naam le,” he got even faster.
“Suraj… Suraj… fuck me… Suraj… ahhh.” That was it. Suraj started fucking her like an animal. Payal was screaming. Suraj was reaching a climax. Her pussy was throbbing against his cock.
“I am about to cum, Payal. Come here.” Payal turned over and lay down under his cock.
“Yes, cum all over me, Suraj. I wanna feel your cum on my boobs!” Payal said as she grabbed her left boob to lick it.
This was a sight Suraj couldn’t ignore. He came all over her breasts, face, and stomach. She looked like a cum-covered slut. Suraj was breathing heavily as he lay down next to her.
“How is that for a new dress, Randi? A new white hot dress covering your slutty body, huh?”
Payal took her finger and scooped some cum from her breasts. She licked it and said, “I wanna dress like this every day,” and smiled.