A rare encounter

A rare encounter
A woman wrote her fantasies about me. – I am Anu, 25, practicing as an advocate in the high court after finishing my post graduation in law. Seeing my academic credentials, College management asked me to take over the post of a lecturer in the law college. My problem was, I was unhappily married and starved. I am 5 ft9“ tall and had bushy curly hair. I had one of the hottest of faces with a round nose, rough complexion, dark brown skin, etc. I could not impress the students when get on to the platform. When I start, the subject there was so much of hooting and cooing and I was fed up and gave up my hopes of becoming a lecturer. In the court when the judges heard me speaking in the cause of justice, they could not help hearing and I could do justice to my clients. Seeing my success in the bar, many companies wanted my services as a legal consultant, and to take up their legal problems and fight suits in the courts. Money was not a problem at all. They all gave me whatever fees I asked for. Since my father passed away, I asked my mummy to come and stay with me. She was a retired teacher and was busy giving tuitions to children who have passed 11th std. She was busy in her own bedroom with extra chairs for the students. Her day started in the morning 7 am and ended in the evening at 9 pm. She took an interval for about 2 hours in the noon. In other words, she was not helpful to me at all. One day I received a telephone call from one of my very valuable corporate clients informing that they had a labor problem and asked for an appointment to meet me. Mr. X came to my house and saw at least four people sitting in the lounge. He sent word through my clerk that he had come as per previous appointment and that he is waiting in the lounge. I had discussion with all the clients and when the turn of Mr.X came it was 9.30 pm. He entered my room with an apology and I asked him to sit in front of me. Excusing myself. I went to the bathroom, refreshed myself, came back, and asked Mr.X to tell me the problem, which brought him to my office. Mr., a dark skinned man, with slight baldness, just 5’4″ sat in front of me and I was making as assessment of him. He explained to me the labor problem they are confronting and wanted me to give a solution, Whether to go to the labor authorities and ask for a conciliatory talk. On the other hand, to go to the court and prefer a case against certain individuals who were causing lot of problems to the co? We put forth our own arguments and my servant asked me whether any tea or coffee is required. I asked Mr.X whether he would prefer a cup of tea or coffee. I asked for two cups of coffee and our discussion continued. My mother reminded me that it is 11 pm and time to take dinner. I asked Mr.X whether he would join for dinner with me. He said no and he wanted to catch a train to get back to his home. If he does not get the train and a room in any of the hotels, he may come back and I may have to give him some space to sleep. I said ok. Mr.X left and I had my supper and was in my room to study the cases posted for the next day and the arguments to be put forth etc. I heard a door bell and my servant went and came back and reported that Mr. X is there in the entrance. I was in a dilemma whether to admit him or turn him down. When I went down stairs, I saw Mr X with full of apologies standing at the door and asked me to help him since there were no hotels in the nearby area and no transport available at the late. Ok said I, and asked him to sleep in the spare bedroom and gave him what is left of the supper. He was coming from office and did not have any spare clothes. It was my entire fault the he was delayed. I should have been considerate to leave him early. My problem was that I did not have any men’s clothes and what would I give him for change. I gave him a piece of an old saree and he readily accepted. I felt sorry for him, left him in the room, and went away to my own bedroom. After about half an hour I felt sorry for Mr.X and wanted to see how is comfortable in the spare bed room. I called my mother but she was in deep sleep. No house cleaner also available. I went down and went and pushed the wall of the spare bedroom where Mr,X was sleeping. Only dim light was available. I went closer to him and he was asleep. But to my horror there was no clothes on his body and he was sleeping totally nude. The piece of saree I gave him was lying nearby and his cock was erect and standing like a flag post. I looked around and the door was closed. I sat near him and took a closer look at his cock. I had never seen an erect cock. I had no boy friends and no body made any passes at me. Though I learnt about sex in the course of legal studies and various accounts of forced sex I had never seen the culprit, the sex male organ. He was snoring and was in deep sleep. I wondered how this thing can become so stiff and erect. Perhaps MrX may be having some dream sex. It was quite big and dark brown in colour. I just was tempted to touch and see how it feels. I was afraid Mr X may get and start shouting at me for taking liberties with his body. I could not get up and leave the place. Before leaving I just wanted to touch and see how it feels. I took all my courage and with the finger tip just touched it at its base. It was hard but the skin was soft and silky. Mustering some more courage I took a grip of the thing. I never thought what I should do if he wakes up and catches me near him I was in my nighty and with no inners. My fluids were dripping into my nighty made a big patch. I just took courage and held it softly at the base. He was still sleeping..I took my other hand and gripped the thing with both the hands. It was really very strong and stiff. I was aroused and my mouth went dry and my pulse rate increased and my breath became faster. I should left it at that and returned. But my temptation did not allow me to leave.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and saw me holding his cock with both of my hands. His shock was visible in his eyes. He did not remove my hands. Rubbing eyes in total disbelief, he looked at me and recognized me. With both of hands he lifted me and made me to lie down near him. I had nothing to say. But he went on kissing me on my cheeks on my neck, and was saying “Oh, my dear, oh, my dear” His hand quickly unbuttoned my nighty and made me totally nude. My hands went in self-defense to cover my boobs and my cunt. He went on kissing my cheeks and then placed his lips on my lips and his tongue was pushed into my mouth. I automatically hugged him and responded to his kisses. This was the first time I have ever been kissed. I had no knowledge or experience of kissing. He told me a poem in his horny state: Woman, Oh woman Why do you make me feel Every time I’m near you My heads a spinning wheel Woman, Oh woman What have you done to me Woman, Oh woman Did you cast a spell on me Woman, Oh woman When you touch me, I chill When you kiss me, I’m in heaven I’ve known nothing so real Woman, Oh woman When I gaze into your eyes I’m blinded by the passion I feel that’s deep inside Woman, Oh woman Did you over do your spell My hearts in many pieces It sadens me to tell Woman, Oh woman What have you done to me Woman, Oh woman Did you cast a spell on me Woman, Oh woman In sadness I do tell My hearts in tiny pieces Did you over do your spell. He was frantic; he went down to my boobs and was licking all over the boob. A flood of pleasant sensation engulfed my body and my mouth was moaning. He was licking my nipples and sucking them softly. My hands went in search of his monstrous cock. It was big and seemed to be growing big. He was chanting constantly “OH, my dear, oh my dear” He got up and bent low and was licking my abdomen and the mount and his tongue deftly went down to my pussy. He made me to widen my legs. I felt a great pleasurable sensation and held my legs wide apart. He then asked me to kiss his cock and I did as he asked me to do. The cock was leaking and pleasant taste was felt in my tongue. In the meantime, he was inserting his tongue. First I felt tickled and I resisted his further explorations. He held my legs firmly and dug his tongue deeply inside my hole. I frequently masturbated inserting my finger into the hole and by pinching my clit. Now he was doing it with his tongue and he was playing with my clit. I have never felt so enjoyable and I was panting loudly. I pressed his face deep inside my hole. He was sucking at my clit and I was about to experience a big orgasm. Suddenly he stopped and got up and laid himself on me and put his cock at the entrance of my pussy. My pussy was flooded and his cock was having difficulty to enter into my hole. However, his persistent efforts made his large cock to enter my hole completely. I felt very tight in my vagina and pain. My eyes started to water profusely. But he was unconcerned. He went on fucking me first in slow and soft strokes and then with hard strokes. With both of his hands under my back, he supported himself on his elbows and without keeping his weight on me, he went on fucking. I experienced like being in heaven. My orgasm lifted me to the skies and he went on fucking. I got my second orgasm and I clasped him with my legs in a tight lock. Finally, he pumped in me his total load of cum and it went of spurting inside endlessly. I might have made lot of noise. He kept his palm on my mouth so that I may not make too much noise. He got up slowly and searched for the bathroom. I told him to wipe his cock in the saree piece and I too wiped my pussy in the same saree piece. I told him that this is the first ever fuck I have had. And he too said the same thing. I could not believe that his cock can become small also. It was so small that I could put it in my mouth. I just lowered my face and took the whole of it in my mouth and sucked hard. Some left over cum came into my mouth. But soon it became big and hard. He pushed me down and mounted on me again and started to fuck me. Then he changed the pose and asked me to ride him and fuck him to my heart’s content. Finally, we sat tired and refusing to sleep. We made a vow that we will have secret sex all our life where ever we are and how ever we are since nothing else matters to us but the passion and sanctity of hot sex.. Sex isn’t a crime sweetie. Actually having sex is not a sin as long as it does not hurt any one, so come on just come out and express all the feeling in your heart and enjoy life……………[email protected]