Rosy – A horny beggar
Lesbian
Submit Report This is like another filler episode of Rosy’s Journey, so enjoy it. Rosy’s Note: I don’t know if I’m a Gen Z type of weird lady or not. But I choose to live my life as I want, without following any rules and morals. Because this is my life and my freedom. Another Note: The story is much more important than sex events, my wingle wongles. Remember that, okay? Darkman: What the hell are you talking about? Remember, you’re a fictional character. Rosy: Shh… Darky… You don’t have the right to stop me today. Darkman: Where are you exactly, Rosy? Rosy (sarcastically): Boo… boo… Haven’t you mentioned the description yet, Darky Quacky? Darkman: Are you drunk? Rosy, keeping her finger on her mouth, signals to Darkman. Rosy (drunkenly): Be quiet, now I’m going to tell the story, and you should sit back quietly. Rosy (drunkenly): Hello, reader – don’t expect much from the title, okay? Rosy (drunkenly): Now, where should I continue… Rosy (drunkenly): I’m in a pub because today is my birthday, and I already gave my team (company) colleagues what they wanted, oops. Rosy (drunkenly): Sorry, what I wanted from them, I already got. Still, they want some extra sex with me, idiots. Darkman (trying to control her): Oh, for God’s sake, it’s not sex, okay? It’s called “mingling”, okay? Rosy (drunkenly): Shut up, okay? Don’t try to play mind games with Darky Quacky. Rosy (drunkenly): One-time gift means one-time gift, right, readers? And no means no, right? Rosy (drunkenly): Darky… what do you say? Darkman: Yes, what you said is exactly correct. Darkman thinks he shouldn’t write the story in this way. Rosy (drunkenly): You should write the story in this way only, Darky. I’m tired of doing the same stuff again and again. Darkman didn’t try to stop her from then on. Then she became the queen of the hour without any interruption. Rosy (drunkenly): So, guys, who’s reading me? In my next story, which is going to be a gangbang with four boys. But Darkman didn’t have a clue what to write. Rosy (drunkenly): I think I should help him with that. Reader, what do you say about it? Rosy (drunkenly): Readers – do you know why he’s not getting any story for a gangbang? Let me tell you, okay? But don’t care about it, okay? Rosy (drunkenly): He already created another character, other than Savita Bhabhi. She has a name too… Rosy (drunkenly): What was her name again, Darky? Darkman: Her name is “Reetika”. Rosy (drunkenly): What’s her profession? Darkman: She’s a student and a businesswoman. Rosy (drunkenly): Hey, silly Darky… what does businesswoman mean? I want to know; readers want to know. What’s her profession again? Darkman: How many drinks have you had, Rosy? Rosy (drunkenly): Just 7-8 pegs, I guess. Darkman: That’s it, you’re too high now. I can’t write the story anymore. Rosy (drunkenly): Hey Darky, Quacky – just a minute… a blonde girl called me. And Munna is busy with his four friends. She looks so pretty that I want to kiss and squeeze her hard. Rosy (drunkenly): Don’t disturb me, okay? Today is Rosy’s birthday, and she was in a pub with her boyfriend. I think she had quite a few drinks and is behaving in an inappropriate manner. In a haze with moving lights, every youth is partying hard with their girlfriends and friends and boyfriends too. She already met the other four friends of Munna, and due to his friends’ pressure, he had to take them to a different section of the pub where pole dancing and all kinds of kinky stuff were happening. Rosy went to the serving table and ordered a whisky. And one by one, she drank nearly 7 pegs without any immediate rest. And she got high and blabbed all the starting stuff… Well, it’s a story. But characters also have a sense of knowledge of how to play with their authors… I’m not going to explain it all… it might bore you. Back to the ladies’ toilet of the pub. The blonde girl went to Rosy and… Rosy interrupts Darkman. Rosy (drunkenly): Make me the narrator for this one day, Darky, please. Darkman: If you had to wish to narrate, it’s all yours, my highness. Rosy (drunkenly): Are you trying to flirt with me or what, Darky? She waited for several seconds, and no reply came, and… Rosy (drunkenly) narrates from now on. The blonde girl came to me when I was in a highly alcoholic state and grabbed my hand and asked- Blonde girl: You look really cute, lady. Want to have some fun? Rosy (drunkenly): What’s that, blonde? “Cute” is used for kids. I’m a freaky hot blonde. My measurements are 32-26-36 – hourglass type. Don’t tell me you didn’t observe my booties (ass). Blonde girl (pulls Rosy towards her): Come on, we’re going to have fun. And the blonde girl pulled me, and we got on the dance stage. And the slutty blonde touched me here and there, and I’m giving my best to grab her every way I can. After a while, we both went to the toilet, and we entered one cabin of the toilet seat, and we both started kissing each other. She’s using her tongue in my mouth like she’s my mouth’s owner. And my fingers went to her pussy, and I started rubbing her real hard. After that, she sat on a toilet seat and raised my dress bottom so easily. Because I wore a backless golden halter bodycon dress (Google the dress) with no underwear in it, and she started licking my precious pussy with her sloppy tongue in a crazy way. Darkman from nowhere – Darkman (tension): Don’t cum, Rosy, otherwise… After I heard Darkman, I stopped her from making me cum. Rosy (settling herself in her senses again): Hey Blondy, that’s enough, thanks by the way. And I opened the toilet’s cabin door and went outside of the toilet and searched for Munna. When I went to the corner, I saw him with his friends – Suresh, Lucky, Kamesh, Saurav – who are controlling Munna. I think he drank too much for the first time.