Widow Priti’s Wild Fantasies
Hello all. I, Ravi from Hyderabad, came back with a new experience. Thanks for your feedback on my previous stories. A humble request to not ask for the numbers of these women. Their confidentiality is my promise to them, and it is my responsibility. Today I am going to share with you another experience I had with a widow. I fulfilled her wild fantasies. This happened 2 years ago. I use social media apps. One day I connected with a lady named Priti. Initially, she was not responding properly. I felt she is also like other women who connect and become silent later. I lost hope in her because Indian women hesitate to express their feelings. Once in a while, I used to get her message. One day she texted me asking for my number. I shared the number with her, and again the same silence from her. I was sure that she was passing the time with me and was not serious. After a few days, I got a message from an unknown number. When I checked, it was Priti. I was surprised to see her message. We chatted casually for some time. I got to know about her that she was 36-year-old and was a widow. She worked for an educational institute as a Backoffice employee and stayed with her sister’s family. Their family was big and always busy with work when she was at home. She couldn’t chat during work. So her chat timing was midnight after 1 AM. When I woke up in the morning, I saw her message. The text time was between 1 AM and 2.30 AM. I did not understand how this would progress and the way forward. One night I decided to see if she intended to chat and move forward or if it was just time-pass. I pinged her late at night and got a response from her. She asked me to wait for 10 minutes, and she would chat. I got a response from her in 10 minutes and that chat went on for a long time. This chat went to her personal matters and feelings. It was sad to hear that her family life was never good. Her husband never treated her well even though theirs was a love marriage. He was a sadist and used to burn her cigarettes on her boobs. Her married life didn’t last long. He died due to kidney failure. They don’t have kids. After her husband’s death, she started staying with her sister. Our late-night chats continued as I, too, was enjoying that. Slowly our chats have become hot. I was seducing her on the chat. She used to finger her pussy when we were having phone sex. She used to send me the voice recording of herself moaning while fingering her pussy. During these chats, I asked her about her interests and fantasies. She told me that she never had happy sex with her husband and that her wild fantasies would be fulfilled. Her fantasies were forced sex, Group sex, and Wild sex. I have to treat her as my slave and do whatever I feel. Our chats were always based on such fantasies. She used to chat with me until she had her orgasm and then went to sleep. This continued for a few weeks. One fine day she called me during day time, asking me if I could meet her so we could go for a long drive. I was surprised by this invite and asked why she planned so. She started yelling at me, saying that my chats had made her desperate and she was craving sex. During the daytime, that too on a long drive, how can I plan to fuck her. That was practically not possible. From that day, we planned to meet at different places, but that was not feasible for her. Our sex chats continued daily. One fine day my family members went out of the station, which was planned 3 days before. I invited her to my house on that day. Her request was to arrange beers and lunch. I was more than happy to do so. I was waiting for her looking out from the balcony window. Her cab arrived at my location, and she got down from it and entered my apartment. She reached my floor. The moment she stepped out of the lift, that was the first time I saw her in person. These days I used to see her pics posted on her what’s app status. She was about a 5.5ft big personality, wearing maroon leggings and a yellow top. I welcomed her into my flat, gave her some water and made her feel comfortable. After 10 minutes I started showing her my flat. When we entered my bedroom, I took this opportunity and pushed her to the wall blocking her way. She was surprised and was trying to escape my grip. I held her tight and tried to kiss her lips. She was resisting and tightening her lips. I pushed her hands to the wall and forcefully kissed her lips. I pushed her onto the bed, and by the time she was about to balance, I pulled her top forcefully and threw it away. She was in her black bra. First time I saw her huge milk tanks. They were very big. I have never seen such big boobs to date. I couldn’t hold them with my two hands. I pulled her bra and exposed her boobs. They were 44F size which was printed on her bra. I saw cigarette burnt marks all over her boobs. This showed how sadist was her husband. Those heavy milk tanks were hanging with dark areola and marble-sized nipples. I started tit-slapping her by closing her mouth with one hand. I started biting the boobs leaving my teeth marks on them. The boobs started turning red. I again kissed her lips and licked her ear lobes, biting them. Licking and biting her neck, reached her boobs, bit them again, and went down to her navel. The navel was so big that I could insert my four fingers into it at once. I licked it and bit it there. Inserted my tongue into it. Priti was holding my head and pushing it to her navel. I pushed my left hand into her legging, held it, and pulled it at once along with her pink panty. That panty was so big. I threw it away. Now Priti was completely nude in front of me. She had shaven pussy which was pink in colour. I spread her thighs and was tempted when I saw that pussy. I slapped hard on it. My middle finger hit the clitoris, which popped out of her pussy. Priti shook and jerked. I continued this for a few minutes, by which the colour of pussy had turned red.