Money-Go-Round
Doorstep sales persons are usually very irritating especially
the way they force you to buy something that you dont need.
Mostly they are stupid type of guys or elderly women with
a sad face. The only few young salesgirls who Ive come across
so far were all ugly bitches. One day I was relieved to see
a pleasant girl (maybe about 20 in age). I had newly shifted
to the city since I got a fairly good job in a corporate company.
I lived alone in the apartment. I am 26, 57 medium built
guy, namely Shaunak.
My colleagues and associates generally compliment me
as a charming handsome man. Inspite of that I had never got
a chance to get very close to any girl. That way there were
so many girls in the office and around my residence who flirted
with me for my good looks, but nothing went further than
just laughing and joking with them. When this pretty sales
girl appeared at my door I was filled with desire. She had
a beautiful sexy figure. She seemed to be from a poor family
wearing a very ordinary cotton dark green salwar kameez
with blue and purple floral print on it added with a parrot
green dupatta. But the fitting of the salwar was so tight
on her body that one could see her entire figure in explicit
detail. Her upright boobs were protruding robustly through
the flimsy material of the dress.
Her face was also very sweet with wide appealing eyes, full
rounded cheeks, thick juicy lips and a tiny nose twitching
upwards. She looked desperate to make some big sale today
from the way she rattled out describing her products. They
were mostly home appliances. I thought of trying my luck
with this girl. She looked quite mature, smart and cunning,
hence conservative on the personal front. I assumed she
wont come inside my apartment just like that. So to make
her feel little more comfortable I lied that my wife had
gone out but we would definitely need her kind of products.
Showing artificial interest to see more of her products,
I invited her in. Seeing my willingness to buy she didnt
mind entering hurriedly as if to sell as much as possible
and then escape. After the closing the door I asked her to
be seated on the sofa in the hall. She introduced herself
as Miss Seema. She sat and quickly started pulling out all
the products while blabbering out the great benefits of
buying them. She was constantly talking while her eyes
kept shifting between me and trying to concentrate on opening
each product, simultaneously fiddling rapidly on the
calculator seeing how much profit she can make.
As she continued opening each product carefully, my eyes
got stuck to those firm ripe boobs piercing through the
poor cotton material. Except for the extremely short sleeves
of her kurta the rest of it had covered her whole body very
well. Even the neckline was almost upto the throat. Nevertheless,
the tight fitting compromised with the rest of her conservation.
I just couldnt move my eyes from there. Her dupatta had
slipped up to the neck. There were about six buttons from
neck to the breasts. I was lost in flights of fantasy imagining
reaching her every deep secret part and relishing each
bit lavishly. When she noticed me staring at her boobs,
she immediately pulled down the dupatta to cover the breasts
and continued displaying her products. Now my attention
had dropped down to the pussy portion. She had carefully
hidden the pussy part by holding her thighs tightly together.
But even in that pose I could admire those killer curves
created by her hips, thighs and belly. Again when she caught
my eyes being so intrusive she placed a file of papers on
the thighs to prevent me from gazing at her hot spot. Finally
my attention went to her tranquilizing face which she couldnt
possibly hide by any means. By now her speed of talking had
slowed down. She was obviously conscious of my gazing at
her. I carried on feasting my eyes on her hungry looking
fat lips and the full cheeks. Her mouth was hanging open
in nervousness. I could see she was sensing insecurity.
She got up gathering all products hurriedly and offensively
asked Sir, is there anything you would like to buy? I thought
for a moment and declared to purchase the full stock of whatever
she was having. She was surprised. She got so excited she
quickly took the calculator to figure how much the whole
thing would cost. In a few minutes she announced it comes
to nearly Rs.5, 000/-. Thoughtfully I nodded my head in
agreement. I went to the bedroom and got a cash bundle of
the amount she had claimed. She was very happy and thankful.
Then she was getting prepared to leave.
I held her hand firmly asking her where she was going. She
got really scared. Her hand was shaking like anything.
I boasted that I had not paid such an amount in cash for nothing.
She knew what I was expecting now. But she didnt retaliate.
Instead there was a sad helpless look on her. I assumed that
she desperately needed money and wouldnt mind doing anything
for it. I promised to add another thousand bucks to the amount
I had already paid if she satisfied me. She looked coyly
which was like a silent agreement on her behalf. Suddenly
the same girl, who was describing her list of products like
cricket running commentary, had turned silent as a rock.
There was a long silent gap between both of us until I suggested
her to reveal her hidden erotic side by undressing. She
stepped back shyly standing there just looking at me with
big eyes of confusion. I told her I could help her undress
if she wasnt comfortable doing it herself. Nervously
she gestured me not to come forward to say that she will do
it herself. I watched her walk to the corner of the room with
back towards me. Her hands slowly moved to her upper front
to open the buttons of the kurta.
After the slow process of undoing all buttons on the kurta,
she shyly pulled it up till it was completely off her body.
She gently put it on the ground and waited hesitating to
go any further. She looked sexy with just an old white bra
on the upper part against her dark tan color skin. Her skin
was shining with the sweat slowly secreting from every
pore on her body. The pajama of the salwar was getting wet
around waist with the sweat flowing more heavily. I gently
walked upto her, placed my hands on her soft shoulders.
They were warm but getting hotter every second. I tugged
at her bra straps till they were at the edge of Seemas shoulders
ready to drop. My hands went all down her back massaging
her smooth skin. Slowly I pushed my hands forward to feel
her stomach and navel. My fingers of one hand enjoyed digging
into the navel while the fingers of the other hand felt the
tender surface of her breasts hidden behind the bra. Eventually
both my hands rushed to the balls, kneading them savagely.
I felt like a strange beast had entered me forcing me to get
barbaric with her. I started biting into her skin on the
back. Then I controlled myself fearing that she might run
away. Again I gently brought my hands to her back and unleashed
the bra and put it on the floor. As I bent down to keep the bra
my nose could smell the erotic smell from her ass. I kneeled
down like a slave to her body. I started feeling her legs
from the toes grazing my hands over the legs covered in pajama
until my hands reached her buttocks. I pressed them really
tightly then dug my fingers in the deep gap between Seemas
buttocks gradually leading towards her melting hot pussy.
Then my hands landed on the string which kept Seemas pajama
tied tightly to the waist. I opened the string and pulled
down the pajama helping her step out of it. Then I saw her
half exposed buttocks under the dark blue panty. The panty
was also an old dirty one torn in different parts giving
small glimpses of the sexy flesh under it. Passionately
I pulled the panty as I felt Seemas fluids from the cunt
dripping on my face. I opened my mouth and drank it like nectar
of the sex goddess. My face sank into the soft warm depth
of her inner thighs licking it all the way upto the cunt.
I dug my tongue into her pussy lips. The muscles of the lips
were tightly closing in. That proved that she was still
a virgin. I had still not seen her fully from the front after
she was totally nude. So I stood up in front of her and relished
her tempestuous erotic beauty from head to the ripe inviting
balls to the deep sexy navel and the timid sweet pussy to
down her smooth silky shapely legs. I could see the fluids
still trickling down from her pussy all along those luscious
thighs.
Only her face was still looking painful as if she is being
raped. So I made her a little more comfortable in my warm
hands, lifted her up and took her to my bed. I lay her on the
bed to nurture every part of her body in intense detail.
I pierced my nails through her bulky thighs, squeezing
all the fat from her ass. Then kneaded her balls barbarically.
Seema was now enjoying as she was reaching orgasm. The pleasure
for her was so much that surprisingly she also got activated.
She wildly opened up my shirt buttons and within no time
she had pulled off my trouser and underwear leaving me naked.
She stared at my rock hard dick saluting at her upright.
It looked like she had seen an erect dick for the first time
in her life. She slowly touched it to see how hard it was.
She told me that she had a 12 year old brother whom she had
always given bath. She had seen his dick which was so small
and soft. I told her to wait till he was 13 and then to show
him her sexy figure and then to watch the size of his dick
increase. She just laughed. I told her not to laugh but to
remember my words and seriously try this idea with the small
brothers smaller brother. She really took it seriously
and said Yes I want to see how innocent he really is. In front
of me hes always acting so sweet. I cut the topic as I wanted
more of action than talking. I asked her if she had sex before.
She said No. but I secretly used to peep into my mummy-daddys
bedroom when they used to fuck. Once daddy saw me but without
telling mummy he cornered me in my room when nobody was home,
he stripped me naked and hit his thumb many times into my
cunt and warned me that if I ever peep again then he will really
fuck me very hard. After that I never dared to think of sex
also. And she started to cry.
I cajoled her till she became relaxed. Then she pulled my
body pressing tightly against her own and said Come on,
mister. Teach me how to fuck really hard. Then Ill practice
it on my little brother and one day teach my daddy how to fuck.
Come on teach me! I said OK. I tried to gently caress her
whole body to get her turned on again. But the moment my dick
went close to her pussy she cried very loudly. I was afraid
neighbors around would hear that. I shut her mouth by tying
it with her dupatta, raised her arms up over the head, spread
her legs as wide as I could, and rubbed her cunt with my hand
creating friction to make it hotter than it already was.
With my one hand I closed her eyes. With the other I stroked
her in various parts so that she wont which is the part thats
going to be touched next. When she was totally confused
I hit my dick hard into her cunt and banged and pulled the
inside out of her by throbbing the hot rod to the core of her
once upon a time virgin hole. Then we banged and banged for
almost an hour.
Then it was getting late so she quickly dressed up and collected
her things and thanked me with a most beautiful French kiss
and finally bid goodbye. She promised to tell me what happens
with her little brother and father when it actually happens.
She visited me once in a while for more tips and practice
sessions before it was one year up. Time to seduce her little
brother, Babloo. Ill post her experience when she tells
me in detail what happened. But besides that, Seema was
the first low class working girl with whom I had sex for a
handsome amount of money. Later I got better ideas to get
deals for a reasonable bargain. I realized that, although
not all, but there are many such poor girls who dont actually
mind selling their body for a reasonably good price. I thought
to myself, after all its only the cunt that matters to get
a fuck, so whats the need for the woman to be looking good
or have any status. I tried my luck with a few others.
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