Birthday Gift - To Her Or To Me? - Part 3
Quick recap (I still strongly recommend to read the Part 1 and 2): I (Imran) and my closest friend Shabuddin (Shabu) planned to fuck the brains out of my long term chat friend Meghna (Megi / Megs) and I had a great pleasure on her 22nd birthday. I recorded the whole session and later using that, I ordered her to come to me, every time I want. I fucked her 5 times on that whole night in various rooms in my flat and also in the car. I ordered her to come back next Saturday. Present: I woke up as usual with a hard on. Opened my lazy eyes and glanced at my prized possession, The Apple watch, sport ! The “day” it showed, brought a strange surge of adrenaline into my already hard dick … It was a Saturday, that means, Megi is going to come … I always have a great taste in everything and chicks are obviously at the top of the list. Megi, by far is the tastiest and softest chick among all my bitches. Especially those big eyes with fear clearly written all over them is a huge turn ON. The previous week’s birthday party rolled before me, as a reel of memories … bringing an involuntary smile on my lips. Ring … Ring … my faithful iPhone (which stored many pics and videos for me of my conquests) rang and by the ring tone, I knew it was … Shabu, my partner in crime !!! I answered the call and the first thing I heard … Shabu: Behenchod, woh chuthi aa rahi ki nahi, mere ko tho, raath bhar neendh nahi aaya, rewind kar kar ke dektha tha, tumhara woh video … bol be behenchod, chup kyon ho Me: Abe haram ke aulad, aathi hein bey, abhi tho 7:30 hein, rasthe mein hogi laundi … aur sun, jaldi ready hoke, aaja bey bhosdi ke … and disconnected the call without giving him a chance to continue … I lazily got up naked and went to the shower to get ready for another memorable day. The phone rang at the bath tub, with a devilish smile, picked up the phone, it’s her on the other side, that meek, timid voice always gives me a high. Meghna: (Weak voice) Imran sir, good morning, I am at the bus station. Where shall I come ? Me: (laughed at the respect and thought, this bitch learns quickly) Wait there fruity. I’ll come and pick up. Btw, what are you wearing doll ? Meghna: Black jeans and pink short top and a navy blue jacket, sir Me: (Rough voice) What type of jeans and t-shirt doll ? Meghna: skin fit jeans and skin hugging, sleeveless, V-neck short top, as you ordered sir Me: Come on doll, anyone can see it. what the fuck are you wearing inside ? Meghna: (in a hush voice) Pink bra and same color panty Me: (Almost screaming) And what else are you wearing slut ? Do I have to ask so many times ? Meghna: Sorry sir, sorry, Pink lip color, black kajal, hair tied up and light makeup and brown high heels Me: Okay, by the time I come there, you go to the washroom, remove your bra and panty and throw them in the dust bin. Just wear the jeans and top. No jacket. Let the hair down free flowing. Then splash water over your face and top . Wipe your face, but not the top. Go out and sit at the bus stop opposite the college and wait for me.Meghna: Okay sir, will do as you ordered Meghna: Okay sir, will do as you ordered I want her to be the eye feast for the dicks of the college. I want them to see her beauty and envy me, when I go to pick her up. Also I know that, in the cold winter morning, with a wet sleeveless skin hugging, deep V-neck t-shirt, her nipples will be a good show to the students and lecturers. I finished bathing leisurely and dried myself thinking of strange ways to relish her beauty. I missed her blowjob for the whole week (well I will get as many as I want, in some time). I was about to call Shabu and the door bell rang. Think of the devil and it is here. I opened the door and he came in with wine and some energizing pills and I could see raw lust in his eyes. I quickly explained the plan, he wasn’t very happy, but agreed to it (Damn, I’m still the Sultan, he has to agree with me). Then he went into the adjacent room and I started on my Ninja bike, to pick up my prey. I opened the door and he came in with wine and some energizing pills and I could see raw lust in his eyes. I quickly explained the plan, he wasn’t very happy, but agreed to it (Damn, I’m still the Sultan, he has to agree with me). Then he went into the adjacent room and I started on my Ninja bike, to pick up my prey. *** I could see, from a distance that almost 15 – 20 boys standing in the bus stop staring at my bitch. She kept her head down. I stopped a few meters before the bus stop and called her. She answered and I said, “Raise your head and brush the fingers of your hands through your hair to your back. Your boobs should point out forward” and disconnected. She did exactly as I said and I could see the faces of those students, turning red hot with lust. Some of them slowly moved near to her. I went there and picked her up and clearly saw the disappointment on those silly dicks’ faces. It was very pleasing. She sat behind me and hugged me, as ordered. I started and rode fast to my den. I could feel her shiver due to cold air and blood rushed into my dick. I can’t wait to have her warm mouth on it. We reached home in no time and parked the bike, beside my car. I took her jacket and threw it inside the car and gave a small slap on her right butt and said, let’s go. The frightened look on her face was worth watching. She was walking slowly, contemplating what will happen to her, once she enters the flat ! She’s wrong ! I want some fun, even before entering the flat. Me: Doll, roll your t-shirt up to your boobs. It should look like a bra. And jeans one inch down. Megi: Sir, please sir spare me Me: I calmly said, 5 slaps … She silently rolled her t-shirt up revealing the velvet skin of the abs and the silky flat tummy with a deep belly button. As the jeans went down one inch, it hardly covered her upper pubic area. She turned red with shame.