Got the thirsty pussy fucked after getting the pubic hair cleaned

In this Desi Bhabhi porn story, a Bhabhi was not getting complete sexual pleasure from her husband. So as soon as she got a chance, she took someone else’s cock into her pussy.

Listen to this story.
My name is Jagriti and I am 28 years old.
This is my first sex story.

Although I have written many stories… but due to some hesitation I never posted them.

First let me tell you about myself.
I look quite hot.
People like me, but I am not a fairy.

I don’t want to make my story fake by lying.
In this Desi Bhabhi porn story, I will try to write the truth.

I am a normal girl, only my ‘normal’ things are not like any normal girl’s.
They are very special!

I would like to proudly tell you that my bra size is 36.
If you have even a little idea of ​​bra size, you would have understood that my ‘mangoes’ are no less than big melons.

Now let me tell you something about my personal life.
I have been married for a few years and my husband is a very boring person.

Shame on them that a girl like me, despite being married, has to go here and there to quench her thirst.

Actually, there are many stories of my orgies.
I will share them all with you gradually.

But this story that I am telling you today is very romantic and an erotic incident.

Once I booked a beauty salon home service provider online.

I thought a girl would come.
But a boy came.

Initially, it felt a little strange, but then I thought that many times when I go to a unisex salon, only boys provide basic beauty services there.
So, there was nothing strange in it.

Then I just had to get pedicure and manicure done.

Only me, my husband and my father-in-law live at my house.
At that time my husband had gone to office and my father-in-law was watching TV in the drawing area.

Now since I had to take beauty services, it was obvious that I would take her to my room and get the service.

Our house is a duplex and my room is on the top floor.
Downstairs is the drawing area and my father-in-law’s room.

I took that boy to my room.
My father-in-law is retired from a good post and is quite open-minded.
So there was no problem from his side.

I did not close the door of my room because there was no hope of anyone coming in.
He told me his name was Akash and started setting up.

He was taking out the stuff and I was not looking at him.
But my attention was on him because he was of a good height.

The presence of a stranger in my bedroom like this, that too when my father-in-law was at home, made me a little uncomfortable.

I was expecting a girl beautician to come so I wore a comfortable one piece.
The sleeves of this one piece were very short and loose so that I could get a proper massage of the whole hand after the manicure.

Also, in pedicure, massage can be done comfortably up to the knees.

The boy set up the setup and asked me- Maam, shall we start?
I said- yes sure!

I sat on the edge of the bed.
She had set up a pedicure machine on the floor.

He lifted my legs and placed them in the machine and switched it on.

Then suddenly he lifted my gown up and made it above my knees.
I felt very weird getting all this done by a boy.

Suddenly I started feeling a tingling sensation in the hole below, but I thought that this is his daily routine, why should I be shy.

I had my thighs pressed tightly together because I was wearing panties, not pants or bloomers.
He asked me to be comfortable, but I kept sitting with my legs hidden.

He suddenly lifted one of my legs and placed it on his knee.
Then he started applying cream on my leg.

Now by doing this my thighs were exposed and I knew that he was able to see my panties.
I started getting a little wet just thinking that a man is sitting in my bedroom holding my leg and is able to see my panties.

Meanwhile he lifted the other leg and applied cream on it and spread both the legs in opposite directions and placed them on both sides of the pedicure tub.
I couldn’t believe that he was sitting almost between my legs and looking at my panties.

Maybe he is even smelling my pussy and I am sitting quietly.

His actions did not seem right to me.
It seemed like something was going on in his mind.
But I don’t know why… I was also feeling a little good about all this.

Then he asked me – There is a huge discount on the full body massage and full body waxing package, will you take it ma’am?

Hearing this I became numb, I could not understand what to say.
Then he said something that made my eyes go dark.

‘Bikini wax is also included in full body!’
Hearing this, I wondered where I should hide.

There was a lot of hair on my pussy because I had not done hair removal for a long time. It
had also been two months since I had sex with my husband.

Maybe he had seen those hairs in my panty line and that is why he was saying this.
I immediately told him- No, I cannot take such services at home… because my father-in-law is at home.

After saying this, I felt what did I say… I could have refused straight away.
But I said it as if I would not have any objection in getting him to do anything… if I was alone at home.

He did not say anything and continued doing my pedicure while touching me in a very sensual way.

It seemed like he was trying to excite me.
And I was.

Apart from this, he was also looking at my panty again and again.

I could feel that I was getting wet, but I kept looking quietly at my mobile.

She completed the pedicure, only the massage was left.

Then he started the manicure and first started massaging one of my shoulders.

This was strange because usually a massage is done after a manicure.
But she had started it earlier.

He would come up from my elbows to my shoulders… then move his fingers inside my sleeves.

Then he would massage my neck and take his hand almost to my chest.
It seemed as if he was asking me for permission to touch my breasts.

I was quietly looking at my mobile when I heard a voice from downstairs- Jagriti, close the door, I am going to the station.
I remembered that my father-in-law’s friend was going somewhere today and he was going to drop him.
Hearing this, it seemed as if a different enthusiasm came into the boy’s hands.

This time, taking his hand deeper into my chest, he whispered into my ear: Close the door and come in, ma’am!

His hot breath seemed to be telling me that he wanted to explore my entire body.

I quietly closed the gate and came back.
My breathing was now quite fast and he had noticed this.

He said – Madam, take full body waxing… I will give massage complimentary.

This time he touched my breasts.
But he could not reach the nipples of my breasts.

I was wearing a well-fitting bra, so he came back after caressing the upper skin of one of my breasts.

My pussy was fluttering more than before.
I was thinking with my pussy, not my mind.
Finally I said- okay, do waxing!

Hearing this he asked me to remove my bra so that he could give me a proper massage.
Actually he was warming me up.

I opened the hook of my bra and loosened it and pulled it down from my breasts.
That stranger ran his fingers over my breasts for the first time.

‘Ahh… that was so much fun… they had become absolutely hard.’
It just felt like my breasts would tear the one piece and come out.

I wanted him to take them in his mouth and suck them now.

As if he heard my heart’s voice, he opened the buttons in front of me and asked me to sit in front of the mirror.

Bringing me in front of the mirror, he said- If you want to enjoy the massage, then leave your body loose and open everything.

He pulled out both my breasts with ease and I was surprised to see them. It was
with great difficulty that my entire breasts came out, in fact it looked as if my breasts were stuck.

He must not have seen such big breasts in reality before.
On top of that my nipples are also very big. When they harden, they look no less small than berries.

His mouth actually started watering, but he was still in the beautician’s uniform.
He said- It is not always clear from the outside how big the fruit is inside the bag.

I didn’t say anything.
But he probably wanted to make me laugh.

He said- I will wax the part down there first.
He again spread my legs and sat very close to my panty and started smelling it loudly.

While the wax was getting heated, he took off my panties very lovingly.

He saw my fluids on it and said- This is a very beautiful panty but the thing inside is even more beautiful.
I felt shy and started looking down.

He said – keep looking in the mirror to see what I am doing, so that you don’t complain later.

After showing it to me, he wiped my wet pussy with a wet wipe and placed a tissue over my pussy.

Then he took the wax and applied it thoroughly on my lower left side.
While he was applying the cloth on the wax, I was nervous because I had never waxed there before.

He assured me and said – nothing will happen, cleaning your pubic hair is now my responsibility.

After doing this he pulled the cloth in one jerk.
Just as I was about to scream in pain, he put his mouth on my pussy and started licking it.

I was feeling pain due to the pulling of my pubic hair but his licking gave me so much relief as if rain had come on the land which was dry for years.
I spread my legs more and let him do whatever he wanted.

He licked my pussy and gave me relief and just like he had done with the pubic hair on one side,
he waxed the other side as well and pulled out the pubic hair to make the pussy smooth and then started licking again.

Rarely had anyone licked my pussy so well.

When did the pain go away and when did I start to enjoy… I didn’t even realize it.

I started getting wetter as he licked me and now he was licking my cunt as well.
I started making erotic sounds.

He repeatedly drew my attention towards the mirror so that I could see what he was doing.

I became more and more excited after seeing everything happening with my pussy in the mirror.
He made me hot by inserting his tongue in my pussy.

It was like he was trying to fuck my pussy with his mouth.
He stopped for a while and looked into my eyes and then started licking my pussy again.

This time he slowly inserted one finger inside my pussy and started rubbing the clit.

I had not had sex for months and all this was giving me so much pleasure that I did not even remember that I was married and was getting my pussy licked by an unknown man in my bedroom.

Now I was moaning – Aah Aah Akash… don’t stop please keep doing it.

He licked my pussy like this and gave me the pleasure of orgasm.
I orgasmed and my body started getting loose.

Then he stood up and stood behind me again and started massaging me.
Now he was pressing my breasts very well.

Just like one makes a mango soft before sucking it, in the same way he was squeezing my breasts.

I was enjoying myself, getting my breasts massaged and looking in the mirror.

He was squeezing my breasts as if he was trying to extract milk from them.

He had a lot of fun by pressing my breasts and he also gave me pleasure.
Then he came in front of me and sat down and started sucking one of my breasts.

He pounced upon my breasts like a hungry calf pounces upon the udder of its cow.
I was overjoyed when he sucked my breasts pressing them with his hands.

First one by one, then both of them together.
It seemed as if he would drink all the juice and hang them like sucked mangoes.

He made my breasts so red that I had to apply cream on them for several days.

At last he said – I have given you enough massage with my hands and mouth, now I will take out my special instrument, with that I will extract the remaining juice from you.

He started doing that cruel thing to me considering me a hungry whore, forgetting his manners.

The truth is that getting fucked as a slave is more fun than getting fucked as a boss.

When a man abuses a woman while fucking and crushes her, only then does he get satisfaction… at least this is the case with me.

He made me stand up and bend forward.
Then he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his erect, fluttering cock.

When I turned around and saw his penis, I felt that my pussy was in trouble today.
Then he caught hold of me and inserted his penis in my pussy from behind and I moaned.

He did not pay attention to my moans even once and he kept tearing my pussy like a mad bull.
He was a horse for a long race… after about forty minutes of Desi Bhabhi porn sex, he released his cum on my dressing table.

In these 40 minutes, whatever he did to me by shaking me, showing me my shaking breasts and seeing them himself, my thirst for sex of many months was quenched.

He had opened up every part of my body. He
made me stand, made me a mare, a bitch… he fucked me in different positions, slapping my ass and pressing my breasts in my own bedroom.

That day, he made me stand like a mare on the dressing table and tore my pussy, releasing a lot of fluid.

The happiness that my husband did not give me in years, he gave me in his few hours of service.

This incident had awakened the thirst of my pussy.
Now my pussy could not remain alone and dry.

After sex, we both lay on the bed and rested for a few minutes.
Then he wrote his name on one of my breasts and his number on the other with a pen.
I smiled.

He kissed me and went back.

Whether I called him back or not, I will tell you some other time, till then bye… keep fucking and getting fucked.

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