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Sunday, April 27, 2008

shaving the pussy

Hello, I am rosie, again. This time, I am sharing a very exciting story about me. I felt very embarassed at first to send this story. But, I finally decided to send it anyway. As I had mentioned earlier, I got sexualyy quite excited before marriage (thanks to my uncle and aunt). Since then, I have developed great interest in having pleasures of sex , though I limit it to my husband, mostly. I get great pleasure in sharing my experiences through Kerala Erotica. I am frank enough to say that I love to be born as a woman-- I like that I have ripe breasts and a juicy pooru. My pooru is not very big-- it is a smallish mound with dark brown lips and a pea-sized love button. I play with my pooru many times. I usually keep mu pooru shaved so that I can feel the excitement of touching, kissing and rubbing. I shave it on saturdays when I wash my hair. I have very dark, some what coarse, puuru hair. As a teenager, I used to use cream to remove the hair, but it used to irritate my pssy lips and my love button a lot. So, I stopped using that and started using a razor to shave my pussy well. I always dreamed of a man shaving my pussy, making me totally excited, tease me a lot with his shaving and when I beg for having his manhood in my puuru, put it there and grind my pussy deeply till I cry with joy. I never knew that this would become reality someday! My husband was away for 10 days on official trip and I was alone at my house (my son who was 7 was with me too). In my husband's absence, I was missing sex a lot and putting my fingers, brinjals etc in my puuru and that was not enough for me. I was dying to have a real fuck; I wanted someone to fuck me mercilessly, reach my inner puuru hard and stir and satisfy my hunger. As my husband was not there, I did not feel like shaving my pussy that week. It was fast growing and sometimes it used to itch more. Whenever I scratched it, I used to itch for something more-- yes, I wanted my dear puuru to be given the pleasure that it deserved. Five days went by like that and my only satisfaction was fucking my puuru with my fingers. I was getting restless. Oneday, I sat on the toilet bowl, lifted by both feet up, put them on the rims of the bowl. Lifting my ass up, with my knees close to my breasts, I opened up my puuru and bent my head and started looking at it. In that position, my puuru looked puffy, lips open, completely exposed and vulnerable with shiny hole peeping there. I loved that scene, I pressed my whole pussy hard and dug my fingers in and out of my dripping, hairy pussy till I came loud. After a few minutes, I cleaned up and walked out of the bathroom. When I went to the living room, I was embarassed to see raju, the paperboy sitting on my sofa. I remembered suddenly that he came to collect his money a few minutes back, and that I had asked him to wait and went into the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I forgot all about him and played with my pussy. I got embarassed and my face got red. I said softly, 'raju, so where is the bill?' raju looked at me and gave me a naughty half-smile and said, here, it is madam'. While giving it to me, he deliberately touched my fingers and I felt some kind of shock through out my body. He wanted some water too. I said ok and walked to the kichen and pulled out a bottle and turned back. I was surprised to find raju right behind the fridge door and I almost crashed into him. Raju held me with both hands and stopped us from getting hit too hard. When he pressed his hands on my sholuders, I looked at his face startled. He said, madam, I am sorry. I said it is okay. Then, he took the bottle out to the living room and started pouring the water in his mouth from the bottle. I kept looking at him while he was gulping water. He was in his early twenties, muscular looking guy. Then, somehow, he driiped lots of water from the bottle all over his body. He put the bottle aside and aplogized again. He looke very hot with the damp clothes. His shirt got soaked-- I could see his tiny nipples erect. I looked down further and to my pleasant surprise, his nickers also got wet from water and I could see very clearly a bulge in his nickers. My puuru started crying for a thick bulge in it. I could not take my eyes off and I ran to my bathroom to get a towel for him and instead of offering it to him, I myself started wiping water from his clothes with the towel. It happened very fast and even though he was shocked, he did seem to enjoy that treatment. My hands stooped at the damp nicker more and I started rubbing his pelvic region with that again and again. His penis was getting up and up and I started squeezing it through the towel. I was half bent at that time with my breasts in his view through my blouse. He thrust his pelvis more at me and held me by my shoulders. I got up -- I was in a different world. I forgot who I was. . He started pressing my boobs very hard and squeezed my nipples and I started moaning. I let go of the towel and started pulling his rod up and down. He was moaning too and he pushed me on to the sofa. I did not object. He fell on me, with his rod again my sari. He pressed my boobs more and took the blouse off very quickly and started kneading my breasts very hard. It was sending fires through my body and my puuru started dripping. I pulled of his nickers and underwear and grabbed his rod again. His rod was very hard and thick, but not very long. He lifted my sari up and looked at my juicy puuru with hungry eyes. He said to me, 'madam, I heard some noises from your bathroom while you were there. I know saar is not here. You must be really in need of something hot and hard'. 'Shall I put it in there?' I felt shy a little bit, yet asked him to put it inside not by words, but my opening up my thighs wide for him. He bent on my pussy and licked my juices. He tried to lick juices from my puuru hair too. It was very tickling. Then he stopped and said' madam, don't you shave your pussy regularly?' he curled up my pussy hair while saying this and added. "if you want, I can give your flower a good shave'. I said 'you can give it a shave, may be tomorrow, but, first, please put your rod in my burning oven and pacify it'. He smiled and got up and leaned on me and widened my thighs more and started placing it inside. I opened my pussy lips more and guided his rod in my oven. He started ploughing me first slowly. I begged him to fasten it and he started fucking me mercilessly. Each plunge of his rod was increasing hunger of my womb more and I was pushing my pelvis up to meet his thrusts. I was grabbing his rod with my puuru muscles and he was panting too. I was getting more excited and wanted more ploughing while he was fucking me as if he were a beast. I could hear the thumping sounds and 'tap. Tap' sounds from our private parts and I was feeling like a whore! I was not the same housewife married to a respectable man. Then, he turned me over and took his rod out and licked my puuru from behind before fucking me in doggy style. It was the most amazing fuck I ever had before. Then, he took his rod out again and licked my anus also before fucking me again. I came very hard, while pinching my own love button. He pulled his rod out and spilt his thick milk on my butt and ass. After spilling it all, he smeared the liquis on my buttocks and inserted a finger in my ass with the gummy semen till I came again.

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