The Making Of A Randi
Hello friends, those of you who don’t know me, let me introduce myself first. I am Chumki Dhar, a citizen of India, belonging to the beautiful northeastern part. My age is 43 and I am a teacher in one of the school in my area. I have a daughter who is doing her engineering from one of the colleges here and stays at hostel. My husband is in service, and stays out of the house and comes only once in a year. So basically I stay alone at home. There are times when at this big house I feel lonely and so as to release the boredom I like to do the household works. Thus I haven’t appointed any maid/servant. For those of you who don’t know me, let me tell you, my vital stats are 38d – 32 – 38. Many a times I used to feel that this body of mine is a curse for me, as men used to ogle me all the time whenever I go to the market etc. I hated all those men right from a vegetable seller to a post man to the respectable principal of the school who used to talk to me by looking at my boobs. But deep inside only I used to know the hunger which gets quenched when my husband used to come and that to for a week or two in a year. The rest of the year I used to stay hungry with mediocre satisfaction that are provided by my fingers. Coming to the story earlier: My sexual adventure started with a young boy in bus when I used to return home from school. He used to stand beside me in the crowd and used to touch my body and press my boobs. I not to alert others used to remove his hands but after two three trials I simply left the resistance because I started loving it. He used to insert money deep inside my asshole, like a piggy bank, and used to think me as a toy by writing letters and calling me names like RANDI, WHORE etc. He ignited the fire inside me and I thereafter cannot quench my thirst with just simple fingers. My earlier story where you can get all the description — https://www.indiansexstories3.com/couple/fun-bus-became-slut/ I planned on getting fucked by some hard. And all I needed is a deep dirty sex. Here I will tell you about how I seduced our milkman. Dhoodwale ne RANDI ka meaning samjhaya: For understanding I will continue my story in Hindi. Barish ki mausam tha aur mein ghar pe akeli beth kar chut pe ungli dal rahi thi. Thabhi darwaje se calling bell ki awaj aayi. Mein samaj gayi thi ki doodhwala doodh dene aaya hoga isliye kitchen se ek bartan leke gayi. Darwaja khola toh dekha ki who puri tara se bhiga hua hai aur turant meri andar ki aag aur jor se jalne lagi. Uska naam Ajay hai, umar 30 -32 hogi. Puri Africa ki Negro jaise kala badan aur wo bhi maintain mein. Bheegi hui kapdo se mujhe uske tight badan aasani se dikh rahi thi. Meine use andar aake bethno k bola kyu ki barish tej hai aur use bimari lag jayegi. Usne mana nai kia aur andar aake sofe pe beth gaya. Hum bath karne lage aur meine uske biwi, bacche, business, k bare mein puchi aur dhayan uske pant pet ha. Barish rukhne k baad wo chala gaya aur mein pagal ho gayi uske liye. Mein sochne lagi ki kaise use seduce karu. Ek idea aaya aur meine soch liya ki mein use chudwa k he rahungi. Next din jab wo aaya, tab meine apni dressing mein thori change ki. Sari ko kheech k niche kar di taki meri chut ki baal dikhai de sake aur waise he uske samne chali gayi dudh lane. Wo mujhe dekh kar dang reh gaya aur kuch bol nai pa raha tha. Mein uski pant ki taraf dekh rahi thi, uska lund pant k andar he dheere dheere khada ho raha tha. Usne kisi tara doodh diya, meine use dekh k smile di aur wo jane lage. Mein darwaja band kar k jab dekhi wo apna lund pakar raha tha pant k upar se, tab pata chala ki meri plan kam kar rahi hai. Next din wo phir se aaya aur mein phir se uske samne thik waise he gayi baas is baar blouse ki 2 buttons khola chor diya aur doodh lane chali gayi. Mujhe aise dekh kar wo phir se dang reh gaya, magar bolne ko kuch himmat nai kar pah raha tha. Uske lund phir se khada ho gaya aur wo chupke se apna lund daba raha tha. Meine yeh sab dekh kar muskurake doodh leke chali gayi. Wo apna lund dhire dhire dabate hue ghar se chala gaya. Mein maan he maan khush ho rahi thi ki meri chudai se baas aur 2 ya 3 din baki thi. Next din wo doorbell marne se pehle apna lund adjust kar raha tha jo meine 1st floor se dekh li. Phir usne doorbell bajaya aur mein ussi tara uske samne chali gayi. Wo mujhe dekh kar khush hua aur mein uski pant pe dekh rahi thi ki mujhe najar aayi ki uske lund pant se bahar nikal rahi hai khada hone k baad. Tab mein samjhi ki wo door bell marne se pehle apna pant ki zip khol diya tha. Uska lund bohat he mota aur kala tha. Mere jeeb se pani tapak ne lagi us lund ko dekh k, magar meine koi advancement nai ki. Hum bina baat kia apna kaam kar rahe the. Wo doodh dete hue meri chut ki baal dekh raha tha aur mein doodh lete hue uske lund dekhne lagi. Doodh dena khatam hone k baad usne mere samne e apna lund pant mein ghusa k zip close kar di. Jab humare aankhe ek dusre se takraye tab hum dono ne smile kar di aur wo chala gaya. Aab tak hum dono ko pata chal chuki thi ki hum dono jam k chudai karne wale the magar dono mein se kisiko start karne ki himmat nai ho rahi thi. Next din wo phir se aaya aur mein bhi gayi, magar aaj mein pehle ki tara nai, magar ek bholi bhali aurat ban k gayi. Uske samne jane k baad, wo nirash ho gaya mujhe pura cover up dekh k, magar khud apna lund mere samne zip khol k nikal kar bahar kar di. Mein doodh lene k baad uske samne apni blouse ki pehle 3 hook khol k bra k andar se paise nikal k use diya. Wo mujhe dekh raha tha aur muskura raha tha. Mein use paisa dete waqt jan bhuj kar wo niche fek di aur phir jhuki paisa uthane k liye. Paisa uthate waqt uska lund meri hotho par lag gaye aur mein kuch seconds k liye waise he reh gayi. Jab mein uthi tab dekhi ki wo muskura raha tha aur uske baad apna lund pant mein ghusa k chal diya. Meine un paiso mein apna number chor di thi aur wait karne lagi ki wo call kab karega. Raat ko 11 baaj gayi thi lekin aab tak uska call nai aayi.