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Thanks to readers who are
sending me their comments on my stories. One lady Dipika an elderly housewife of
35 years sent me her own version of fantasy with me. I reproduce the same in my
own words. Like Dipika you can also send such comments and I can make such a
nice story for the benefit of desipapa.com readers. Hello, I am Dipika I am 35
years and beautiful lady. I am good at yoga and yoga keeps me fit and trim. My
waist is 32, and curves are so beautiful, any man would like to die to touch me
there. I have nice long black hair.
My legs so thin and well proportioned at every place. My thighs are like made
from banana tree trunk, but not bulky. My skin every where glow with shine due
to my self confidence. My self esteem makes me stay erect and there is no sag in
my boobs. Even without bra my boob can stay erect like an apple piece. Nipples
normally flushed in boob flash, but once erect stand out with proud.
My lips are perfect heart shape when I say ‘o’. You can imagine the curves
perfectly like that. My face is small but cheeks are bulky and that makes one to
keep looking at me intently.
I have seen people smash in some where, when they keep looking at me turning
their head. I don’t laugh at such time; I just have pity on their wives and
their girl friends if they have any.
My husband is in total contrast to me. He never gets up early. So, no question
of doing yoga or exercise arises. He is a food hungry, 24 hours ready to eat
anything any one offer. His tummy is out from the day one, I married her. I get
crushed under her, so no question of pleasure at all. Our first night was funny;
he was unable to penetrate because of his big tummy. In fact I lost interest in
him from the day one. It’s due to my cleverness that some how I made it possible
for him to penetrate in me.
Day by day our sex life is zeroed. Than comes Prakash in my life. As per his
name, he is light in my life. He changed everything suddenly in my life. Since
last two three years he is visiting our city for his business development. He
happens to be my husband’s distance cousin.
The very first day, he brought cheers in my life. He is in late forties, but he
looks younger to my husband. I was not ready to believe his age, till he showed
me his passport. He also does yoga and exercise every day, that I came to know
after some time.
He took me and my husband for a dinner in the best hotel of Vadodara when he
first time came from Ahmedabad. My husband never knew that such hotel exist in
Vadodara, where dine and dance is a regular feature.
After dinner he wanted both us to dance, and he wanted to see us dancing. My
husband said no about him, but he insisted that you dance with Prakash. I was
not at all ready to do that in any case. I told my husband to dance with me
other wise I am not prepared to dance. I have to say yes due to continuous
persistence from my husband and Prakash.
That day I danced so well, with Prakash that, I my self was astonished that I
can dance so perfect with some one else than my husband. In fact Prakash taught
me in the beginning with step to step rhythm. His method of teaching was so
perfect.
After a while I was in perfect shape and dancing to perfect tunes with the song.
I was busy in hearing the love song while dancing. I related the song with my
life, and that exactly resembling to entering of Prakash in my life. We got very
close that day, but we did not cross the line at all. However, I was melting
from inside. And I developed a special corner for Prakash in my heart.
Since many years I have buried my wants for sex in my life, but suddenly
everything started coming on the surface. Prakash that time stayed only for two
days, but he was in my dreams continuously till he came back again for his next
business visit. His business is such that he has to stay three four days
continuously to complete his work. He can’t waste time in coming and going from
Ahmedabad though it’s very near.
I started comparing Prakash with my husband. Though Prakash was very busy, he
use to be ready to help me even in kitchen. He use to call me during day time,
whether, I need something for kitchen or other thing, while he come back from
his work and other things.
I felt elated that some one is there who cares for me. My husband never calls
me, even if he is expected to come home late, or when he is expected to eat
outside for his business meeting. He never purchased even a pin neither for me
nor for the house.
During his very first visit Prakash came to know some how that my cell phone
battery is weak, he was with new battery in his hand when he returned home in
the evening. I remember it’s the same day when we went for dinner and dance.
Anyway, I was now very eager to get in to relation with Prakash at any cost. I
calculated everything. The risk involved to my reputation and everything. I also
calculated, whether Prakash and me to gather can keep this a secret. I was
having so much crush over him that I was even ready to take any risk. But after
calculating everything I thought it was a perfect thing. I was so boiling from
inside that I did meditation for a long time, to find out solution to my
problems.
I found Prakash a perfect solution. And the day arrived. God sent the
opportunity. Next time, when Prakash came my husband had gone for a business
trip for a week. And suddenly he came in the house like a storm. I was more than
happy to see him in my door.
I forget everything; I spread my arms and jumped over him. He can’t do anything
but he embraced me tight. And I was having my arms around his neck and my legs
up from the floor. My boobs pressed in his manly chest. And I was kissing his
cheeks.
He came to senses. He reciprocated me with his own kisses. His arms were around
my body that was pressing my boobs tight in his chest. I was in no mood to leave
him. But I myself, exhausted of my kisses to him. I came down with my legs on
the floor. My legs were weak. I keep my arms around him for a long time. The
main door was still open. I came to sense. I rushed to close the door. I came
back, and with my arm around him I lead him inside. My head was resting on him
partially, my body leaning on him. I took him in the bed room directly.
He leaves his bag in the corner. No, you are wrong; it was not guest room. It
was my bed room. Prakash asked where Ramesh is. I said he is on tour for a week.
I once again come in front of him and this time I embraced him from front, I
hide my head in her chest and started crying loud.
He started caressing me. And he was asking me, what happened Dipika, what is
wrong. Dipika, any body hurt you? Dipika, anybody said you something bad? Tell
me the name and I will finish him or her who ever is that.
Dipika please don’t cry, I can’t see tears in your eyes. He became very week
seeing me weeping like that. I wanted to empty my heart. I kept him in embrace.
He told me to sit in the couch, I said, no, I want to stay like this with you.
My words sent some signal to him. He calmed down. He raised my face and looked
deep in my eyes. I got some composer. I was melting from inside. I talked weekly
to him. I said Prakash; I missed you all these days.
He laughed out loud. He held me tight again, raised me a little up from the
floor, and keeping me in embrace he started dancing and laughing laud and
shouting. Hey you were missing me? You were missing me?
He leaves me on floor, raised my face again and asked me. Why were you missing
me? I was unable to look in his eyes for a long. I wanted to hide my face in
him, but he held my face tight and I said I love you Prakash. He put his lips on
my lips. He was so gentle. He took my upper lips between his lips and fondled it
like an expert lover. I have tingling in my whole body.
My body reacted immediately. I thought I will be Cumming just now. But at least
I was sure wet inside. I have already melted when I was in his arms. Now I was
wet. During my married life, I have never been wet. I swear. This was the first
time after my marriage that some one was making me wet, and I was melting from
inside. My heart melts, my every nerve melt, my every sense melted. He kept our
embrace and took both of us near bed. Slowly we both sat on the bed. I wanted to
lie on the bed. I laid my self, he came along with me.
We were still passionately kissing each other with lips. Some time I was kissing
him, some time he was kissing me. We were raising our passion slowly. I found a
great lover in him. He knew how to make a woman melt, just by kissing.
He was caressing my curves while kissing me. He pushed his tongue in my mouth. I
wanted my self to free from my nighty. I pulled the strings of my nighty. It
fell open. He was least interested to see there. He was busy in kissing me. His
palm was just roaming all over me.
Our tongues, as if hungry from ages, were eagerly giving and taking juices from
each other. His palm was reaching different parts of my body. His each palm was
having eyes of its own. His palm knew which part to be handled how.
Prakash’s sole attention was in just kissing my lips and tongues pushing in each
other’s mouth. But his palms traveled all over me. It had tour from my face up
to my thighs. Prakash knew that I was now open.
He felt my boobs too from over the bra and also my crotch. He knew that my panty
was wet. He was kissing me with his eyes wide open and looking at me. Some time
he use to look deep in my eyes, that time he use to kiss my lips very lovingly
and softly. For quite a long time he also kept looking in my eyes, without
kissing anywhere, just his palms moving all over me. That was his own way of
making a woman to feel proud of her womanhood.
I unbuttoned his shirt. He removed his shirt. I started open his pants. He
raised him self a little and removed his pants and also his VIP Frenchie. I
looked at his 6 inch cock. It looked very normal, but he was clean shaven. His
bulbous cock head looked as if it can bust with blood in it. I was mesmerized
I undid my bra while he was removing his pants. I also removed my nighty and
panty. I tried to hide it. He pulled it from my hand. It was so wet that I was
shy about it. He sucked my panty’s cotton from where it was socking with love
juices.
He said, Dipika, you taste so good, saying that, he directly went to my pussy. I
spread my legs and eagerly awaited tour of his tongue on me. He was now
mesmerized with my beauty.
He froze looking at my slender legs, my thighs, my clean shaven pussy, my waist,
my belly, my naval, every thing was mesmerizing him. Even the glow of my skin
was a matter of pleasure for me. He was speechless for a while.
He started caressing my legs first. He raised my left leg and put it on his
thigh. He took my left foot in his palm and caressed it in his palm, as if some
one is caressing the pious foot of some heavenly body.
He kissed the front of my foot. He kissed the fingers of my foot, than suddenly
he took the thumb in his mouth and blew it. Suddenly he started sucking it. I
was in heaven.
This was all a torture for me. On one side I was feeling elated to have such
praise and caress for my beauty and on the other side I was feeling low, because
I was neglected till day by my husband.
All such thoughts were rushing in to my head from all the sides all at a time. I
wanted to close my eyes, but I wanted to see his love making to me. I smiled and
wanted to say something, but I stopped, because he wanted to say something. He
said, Dipika, you are not an earthly woman; you are a fairy from the sky.
Saying so, he put my left leg on his lap and caressed it while leaving it. Now
he took my right leg. He did the same thing. This man was not at all in hurry to
do anything. He was making me arouse and arouse. He was making me elated and
elated. He was pleasing me with just with his touches. He was making me feel in
the cloud with just his words.
I pulled him to me. He lay on me fully. I was still not crushed. He knew how to
handle such a soft beautiful lady. He again started kissing me on my face,
looking intently in my eyes and that too lovingly. I wanted to get in to those
eyes for ever. I wanted to vanish in those eyes.
His arms rested around my head. He was caressing my face and looking in my eyes.
He said I like you Dipika. Dipika, I like you. He practically started licking my
whole face. I was getting mad with all such doings.
He kissed my neck. He kissed me below the ear. He was caressing my neck back.
Did he know? I get tickles when some one touches on my neck. No he was not
touching me there. His finger tips were massaging my neck back. And that did not
tickle me; instead I was getting great pleasure of arousal from my whole body.
I was on fire. I can’t wait. I said Prakash, Prakash, Prakash, I can’t say
anything more. He started licking my shoulder. Here also the same thing. I
wondered whether he is acupressure expert. Where ever he touched that sends
shivers in me. He held my arm.
He raised my arm. My armpit was open. He brought his face in my armpit. I
wondered what this man going to do in there? He sniffed my armpit. Looked back
at me and said, you smell so nice Dipika.
Dipika, I like the smell of yours. I tried to close the armpit; he didn’t allow
me to do. He brought his face again there, he kissed in my armpit, and he
started licking my armpit. I was flying in the sky.
By now his cock was hard like a steel rod and his cock also was having an eye.
The cock was constantly touching my triangle, as if wanted to sneak without the
permission either from me or from Prakash. I wished to take his manhood in my
palm and guide it inside.
Before I think again, Prakash held his cock in his palm and started gliding his
cock head on my slit. I can’t bear such torture. May be it was his tricks to
please a woman. As I have never had such pleasure in my life. I was unable to
bear.
It was like a teen girl getting her first with her boy friend. I really felt
like a teen girl. Now Prakash leave my armpit and started licking between my two
boobs. His one arm already busy with his cock on another hand he was holding his
weight, he can just use his one palm to just either caress my face or my boob.
And he was doing that.
I was shamelessly looking all his doings. He also uses to look at me in between.
When he looked at me, I felt like my lover looking at me so lovingly. I loved
his every deed. His tongue was moving so nice on my soft skin.
He took his tongue on the contour of my left boob. He was licking the slopes of
my boob. He must have liked the shape and beauty of my boobs, I thought. He
said, Dipika, no woman of your age can have such a tight and beautiful boob.
Yoga seems giving you perfect results.
Dipika, I am sure, you were created just for me. And that is why you have
preserved all these for me all these years. Thank you Dipika and saying that he
again concentrated on pleasing my boob, with his tongue.
His saliva was dripping from his mouth when he was licking my left boob. Soon I
see his face caressing my boob. He was caressing my boob with his face. His
right hand was caressing my sides, and his face caressing my boobs, the nose the
lips his cheeks his eyes, his eyebrows everything was feeling the softness of my
boob.
The added lubrication of saliva was making his action more pleasing for me. I
was unable to bear all this, I pushed my self upward. And his cock reached in my
pussy. Yes, that’s it. I wanted that. His cock head was engulfed in my slit. I
was happy.
I held him from his neck and pulled him to me and started kissing and licking
him. I put my lips on his lips and started sucking, for a while he was taken a
back. He composed him self and again started making love to me.
Sure, he understood my eagerness. He started giving push to his cock and again
tries to pull it out. Push in and pull out. Push in and pull out. He took right
boob for licking with tongue, and started kneading my left boob with his palm.
Again he did wet my right boob.
With his saliva spreading all across while he was licking the contour of my
right boob. Again I was wet on my bust this time he licked left boob again. Now
he started caressing my both boobs to gather with his face.
He nuzzled my boobs. His saliva was dripping on my both boobs. His cheeks
caressing, his nose caressing, his chin caressing and his face caressing, and I
was leaking in my pussy. And he knew that I am leaking, so he increased the
pace. He started gliding in and out, faster and faster, better and better.
He was fucking me so good. He was fucking me so nice. He was fucking me so
lovingly. He was doing everything in a very romantic way. I was dieing on
everything he was doing to me.
I was about to cum. I said Prakash I am Cumming. He said, you are welcome my
sweet heart. And I stiffened immediately. I locked him between my legs, my arms
around his neck. I became stiff.
I was neither moving, nor I was allowing him to move. We stayed like that for
quite a while. When I came to sense, I started kissing his face. And I was
practically shouting, I love you Prakash, I love you Prakash, I love you Prakash.
I see smile on his face. The happiness of making some one make cum was written
on his face. I loosened. I was spent. But I knew he was yet to cum. I caressed
his face lovingly. I said, my king, oh, the king of my heart, start your journey
again.
He again started with slow push in pull out. And slowly he gathered momentum.
This time he was making love to each and every part of my body. He was trying to
make me feel proud of my beauty.
He was caressing every part and explains the positive side and beauty of that
part. He was full of good descriptive words. He held me from waist, raised a
little him self, and started fucking me like a machine. I started building
pressure in me again.
He slowed down, and started caressing my skin and said, Dipika, your skin is
like silk. You are so soft, I am afraid, Dipika, that I don’t harm your skin,
while making love to you. I said, don’t worry lover, I will bear every pain.
Prakash you have given me new life today.
He kept on making love to me, and I was again ready to cum I hold it for a
while, he understood it, he was also holding it, and we both left it and we both
cum to gather. Hot torrents of his manly love juices spread in my eager womb.
I was sure this man will make a baby in me. I embraced him softly and let him
enjoy the last moments of his ejaculation. He came and came and came in me. I
wrapped my legs around him again. We both were spent.
We lay like that for half an hour. We were enjoying the embrace. He looked at
his wrist watch and said, darling, we meet again soon today. I will have to
rush. I let him leave my embrace. He got ready and was leaving. I went up to
door, just wearing nighty. He took me in embrace. I asked would you like to have
dinner with your lover. He said, not sure, but calls you soon.
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