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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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In her 25 years, Neelima (or Neel or Neela as loved ones called her) had seen a fair share of life’s ups and downs. Intelligence + good looks can often by a curse, intimidating possible love interests. Neel had scared away more guys than not.
The result was a girl low on self-confidence who hated everything about herself and shied away from relationships. She didn’t feel beautiful.
The paradox created by lustful looks wherever she went and short-lived relationships had left her questioning herself. It also left her empty and hungry. Her passions were suppressed out of fear of disappointment and heartbreak.
Her longest relationship was her last one, and that had lasted all of two months. When he ended it, he said she made him feel impotent and inadequate at every level, and that had come as a blow to the solar plexus.
She had tried real hard. It wasn’t her fault that she was smarter than him.
After finishing college, her experience working in a call center had ended unhappily. Often working the night shift to overlap with the US working hours, Neel was doing well professionally.
Her colleagues though had a tough time coping with her beauty and her success. The intimidation turned into envy and that in turn turned into anger towards her. Her last boyfriend had just broken up with her and she was particularly angry, needy and horny on one particular lean night at work.
When one of her colleagues had made a comment with loaded sexual innuendo, she had replied in kind. She wasn’t trying to flirt and was surprised at her own response.
Led on by her suggestive response, he had corned her in the cafeteria and had fucked her in the unused conference room for over an hour, creaming her pussy with a massive load of cum.
By the time he was done enjoying her body, she was completely exhausted, having cum twice herself.
Before she knew what was happening, five other colleagues were on her, kissing, licking, eating and fucking her. After a long time, she had actually enjoyed sex, even if it was just revenge sex, and all her nerve endings were firing, demanding more.
So when the five colleagues started fucking her, she was begging for more instead of protesting. She was too turned on to notice that each one of them had worn a mask.
All night long, they kept fucking her, stuffing every hole over and over, and she kept asking for more. She had taken at least one load of cum from each of them in her pussy, and more in her ass, mouth and all over her body. By the time they were done with her, she had more orgasms than she could count and her sexual hunger was totally sated.
What she didn’t realize was that they had recorded it all, careful to mask their own faces and a number of clips from the 8-hour orgy video started getting shared within the office.
She was horrified when she saw the clip of her colleagues taking turns cumming in her mouth and all her her face followed by her licking her lips, swallowing and asking for more.
She was humiliated, having become the laughing stock of the boys and the hottest gossip among the girls as a horny slut that kept begging to be fucked even when all her holes were well stuffed and filled multiple times. She had no choice but to quit.
That was nearly two years ago and she had steered clear of any relationship or hook-up since then.
Taking up a job in the banquets department of a star hotel hadn’t seemed like a compromise.
Fashionable sarees provided by the employer had added a new dimension to the wardrobe of a jeans and top girl. Fancy food and a relatively low-pressure job came with a healthy salary and benefits.
Neel wasn’t going to complain. Instead, she immersed herself in work, trying to forget the humiliating experience and soon became one of the best banquet managers and a favorite of both the management and guests.
It was no surprise when Neel was selected to manage the new year’s eve bash being thrown by the son of the biggest business tycoon in town. It was easily the biggest event the hotel had won and Neel had worked hard trying to win the deal.
After innumerable meetings, discussions, deliberations, brainstormings, presentations and negotiations, when Neel had walked in with the order and advance check, there was a huge celebration.
Even those who envied her or were intimidated by her couldn’t help acknowledge that she deserved every accolade for winning this deal.
From the first time he saw her, he had decided the new year’s eve bash would be at her hotel. Long flowing hair; large, twinkling eyes, full luscious lips, a disarmingly beautiful face, a perfect hourglass figure, and those boobs! He had been mesmerized from the moment she had walked into the room.
He hadn’t heard a word of the discussions they had over coffee, lost in her beauty. There were six other hotels coming for presentation that day and though he didn’t want the meeting to end, he had promised to get back after all the hotels had made their first pitch.
Over the next couple meetings, it was clear to him that she was as smart and creative as she was beautiful. She had quickly understood his tastes and interests and her ideas perfectly aligned with what he would have wanted.
But, postponing the decision meant the possibility of another meeting, so he kept postponing, faking indecision and uncertainty.
They had met nearly 20 times over the past three months and in the first week of December, he couldn’t postpone the decision anymore.
That day, she had given him an ultimatum. Decide one way or the other and if he didn’t decide in the next two days, she and her hotel was going to walk away. They needed time to organize and it would just not be viable anymore if he didn’t take a decision now. What she and her management didn’t know was that there was no other hotel in contention anymore. After the first week, he had already sent apology letters to the rest of the contenders. Not taking a decision now would only mean he wouldn’t have any venue left for his event.
When he agreed and signed the advance check, he had one condition. He wanted to be involved in all the planning and purchasing leading up to the event. She had reluctantly agreed, worried that the wealthy brat was going to be a pain and an interference. He had proved to be anything but.
Sensitive, tasteful and a perfect gentleman, he had actually helped with getting the event organized. In a matter of days, they had become friends (as much as a middle-class hotel employee can be with a millionaire’s son).
He was witty, intelligent, easy to talk to and considerate. He had absolutely no airs around him and didn’t flaunt his wealth. He was perfectly comfortable riding in her cheap, hotel provided car and didn’t insist on taking his fancy BMW or Ferrari every time.
He had pleasantly surprised her when he had eagerly joined her for her favorite street-food for lunch instead of insisting on going to a fancy restaurant. That he was handsome with a chiseled face, a perfectly toned body was the icing on the cake.
Even though she had no interest in getting involved with a guy and had no illusions that someone as rich and good looking as him would even give her a second glance, sexually.
And yet, she had masturbated herself to orgasms thinking about him for the past ten days.
Two year’s sexual deprivation can break the will of the most resolute.
Neel didn’t know it yet, but she was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode and he was going to be her trigger.
“Why is it that when I let a man I like fuck me, I end up getting fucked by so many men…and enjoy it?” Neel wondered as she woke up, every muscle of her body aching.
Her mouth, nipples, pussy and ass sore like never before. Checking her watch, she realized it was nearly noon. Turning over she found him blissfully sleeping. She couldn’t help smiling.
Stretching her aching body, Neel got out of the bed, stark naked, her body covered in dried cum from hair to toe and hobbled on shaky legs to the bathroom.
Turning on the shower, she let the hot water massage her body and wash away the dried cum from last night’s fuck-frenzy.
Lost in the fond memories of last night, she lost track of how long she let the scalding hot shower massage her. The opening of the bathroom brought her back to the present.
She couldn’t help the glowing smile that came on spontaneously, as she watched him step into the shower naked, his erect shaft a testimony to his intentions.
He was behind her and inside her in moments, overflowing with passion and need as he slammed hard into her. His monstrous 11″ cock, filled her like no other had in the past and his rough, intense fucking style was just how she liked it.
Of all the men that had fucked her till date, none had made her feel the pleasures he had. The harder he fucked her, the more she enjoyed it, erupting in orgasm after mind-blowing orgasm.
This morning was no different. Moaning and screaming in pleasure mixed with the erotic pain of his rough fucking, she erupted, squirting all over the shower partition before he stiffened, shoved his hardness as far into her as it would go and came, shooting his potent cum deep inside her. After he was spent, he cleaned up and kissed her hard. Saying he had a board meeting, he walked out of the shower to get ready for office.
As her orgasm subsided, Neel drifted back into the memory of last night…
“I cannot accept this,” she said.
He had called her on 31st December morning and asked her to come over to his office.
When she walked in, he had presented her with a body-hugging, sheer blue dress to wear that evening. It was sexy and way too expensive.
“Why not?” he asked at her refusal to accept the gift.
“First of all, I don’t wear clothes like that, secondly, even if I did, the hotel requires us to wear the uniform sarees at events like this.” she replied.
“I will handle the hotel rules. I’d really like to see you wear this tonight. And maybe, after the night is over, I could peel it off your body. I would really like to do that.
“Look, it’s a special day for me.” He added when she blushed a deep red and hesitated. “My brother has just returned from the UK after his studies and I won’t take no for an answer.” he was insistent.
She kept protesting. He kept insisting. He won.
She made heads turn when she walked in for the party that night. Looking stunning and sexy, she oozed sensuality. Every male eye was eying her hungrily and every female eye appraised her with envy.
“Looks good on you” he said as she walked up to greet him.
“Thank you” she blushed, “it’s way too short and way too showy,” she added pulling her dress down. It barely reached a couple inches below her ass cheeks despite her effort.
“Hey, it’s a part Neel”, he teased, “I couldn’t let you walk in looking like a behenji.”
“I feel naked,” she said looking around, “feels like every eye is undressing me mentally.”
“That privilege will be mine, I hope.” he added, making her jaw drop in shock. Further surprising her, he pulled her to him and kissed her lips hard. Instinctively, her lips opened and his tongue found hers. He kissed her hard and deep for close to a minute.
“I’ve wanted to do this from the day I first saw you,” he added breaking the kiss, “thank you for everything.” he added with a wink.
It took a minute for Neel to recover from what had just happened. The touch of his lips against hers had sent shivers through her. The way he bit her lip and the rough, hard kissing she had never experienced before made her feel like this was what I have been missing all along.
The rest of the evening was a blank for Neel and shortly after midnight as the new year rolled in, she found herself in his suite, his hands all over her body, his lips back on hers, kissing her with the same hard intensity.
Pulling her dress up to just under her breasts, he started kissing her belly. As he went lower and lower, probing her navel with his tongue.
His hands pulled her panties down in one swift motion and his mouth enveloped her dripping wet pussy.
He devoured her like a starved beast. She screamed to a shattering orgasm the moment he took her swollen clitoris in his lips and flicked it with his tongue.
As her world rocked, he drank in her love juices hungrily.
Even before her orgasm had fully passed, he had stripped naked.
Pulling her dress off, his mouth wrapped around one of her hardened nipples, sucking deep and rough while two of his fingers entered her sopping wet pussy, drilling her hard and fast.
Yes, yes, oh God yes, she moaned, moving her hips in rhythm with his fingers as she inched closer and closer to a second orgasm in minutes.
When she came, his mouth was back on her pussy, his tongue in her, hungrily lapping up her gushing juices.
Even before she was fully done cumming, he had mounted her. Lifting her legs all the way up by her hands, he shoved his 11″ spear into her, pounding her hard and fast.
She’d never been taken this rough before. Most men treated her like she was made of glass and would break if they were less than polite while fucking her.
This new experience was driving her wild and she came a third time after five minutes of fucking, just as he stiffened and shot his load into her.
Once he was completely spent, he collapsed on her, kissing her lovingly.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” he said.
“What?” she said, still gasping
“I was too hard. That’s the only way I know to love. I can’t be the gentle, loving lover. I like it rough. I am sorry if I hurt you.” he said.
“No!” she exclaimed. “It was amazing. It was the most awesome sex I have ever had. No one had been hard and rough with me before and now I know why it was never good enough.”
She was stroking his cock, coated in both their cum, while she was saying this. He started stirring hearing her and she felt him start to go hard again in her hand.
Encouraged, she moved down and took him in her mouth, sucking him till he was fully erect and ready to go again.
“Do you trust me to try something harder?” he asked.
“I trust you” she replied.
Before long, she was tied to the bed and spread eagled. Bending her forward, he entered her butt from behind, driving his massive shaft into her.
Without even letting her catch her breath, he was slamming into her mercilessly. Nearly thirty minutes and her two orgasms later, he erupted, filling her ass with his cum.
After his cock went limp inside her, he pulled out and untied her. Carrying her gently, he placed her in bed and spooned her, caressing her body lovingly, kissing and her sweat-covered neck. Before long, he drifted off to sleep.
Unable to sleep herself, Neel decided to go out and get some fresh air. Pulling on the dress he’d given her, she walked out of the suite and on to the roof-top swimmig pool.
She hadn’t expected to find his friend still partying.
He had introduced her to all ten of his best friends and they were all drinking by the poolside.
The way the stopped mid-sentence at seeing and by the way their hands reached automatically to their instant erections in their swimming trunks made her look down at herself, still walking towards them.
She’d forgotten to wear her bra and panties. Her hard and aroused nipples were straining against the material, her boobs jiggling with each step. The dress was riding so high on her hips that her pussy was on full display as she walked, cum dripping out of it and on to her thighs.
The next thing she knew, twenty hands were exploring every inch of her body, inside and over her dress.
She had lips on mouth fighting her tongue, mouths sucking each nipple over the dress, hands caressing her butt while a finger probed it, a mouth over her pussy, eating her.
She found her moaning and groaning in anticipation. Eventually her dress came off. They took turns fucking her one by one in the hole of their choice. In less than an hour, she had taken ten loads in or on her.
But they weren’t done with her yet. She found her sucking two cocks and stroking two more while one drilled her pussy and another fucked her ass.
They all came almost at the same time, flooding her and drenching her in cum.
The remaining four friends had been stroking themselves back to hardness while watching their friends destroy Neel.
As the first set of friends were spent, the remaining four took over. And so it went through the night. They took her one by one and they took her together.
It was past dawn when Neel passed out after a final orgasm, having lost count of the number of orgasms she’d had through the night.
When she woke up, she was back in his bed.
She had just finished breakfast, still sore, when he called her from office.
“Care to join me for sinner at my place tonight?” he asked. “I wasn’t able to say good bye properly and had to rush to work. I’d like to right that wrong the night, if you want to.”
“I do” she replied, blushing in anticipation of the promise.
“I will pick you up from the hotel at 7” he said.
After dinner, he had led her to his “den of love” and showed her his collection of erotic toys and BDSM equipment. They spent the night trying various things.
He was up before her in the morning. When she opened her eyes, he was lying in bed on his elbows watching her sleep.
He kissed her when she smiled at him. “We couldn’t try everything last night.” he teased.
“WHAT! The amount of stuff you have in there is enough to last a lifetime.” she exclaimed.
“Maybe,” he shrugged, “and I would like to spend the rest of my lifetime trying it with you.”
“Are you….” she stopped.
“Yes Neel. Will you marry me?”
“Yes, oh yes!” she shrieked, throwing her arms around his neck, a small part of her mind thinking…”that means I will be around your friends too.”
“Happy New Year to me.” she thought smiling.
THE END
Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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