I still get hard thinking about that desi surprise visit sex story from last month even though I try not to. Tuesday evening I was stuck in my Pune flat near Kothrud doing nothing useful just scrolling phone and half watching some cricket highlights. Work from home has its days like that. Fridge had cold beer leftover from Sunday and I was about to open one when the doorbell went. I almost ignored it but then it rang again longer so I got up barefoot in just shorts and vest.
Opened the door and there stood Divya. School days wali Divya. Same thick hips same round face but now she looked fuller in a simple peach salwar kameez with a thin dupatta. Hair was open and a little messy like she had been outside a lot. She was smiling that old bold smile and said arre Aditya I was in the area for some relative work thought I will just come see if you still live here. I stood for two seconds like fool then stepped aside and told her come in na you surprised me completely.
She walked past me and the smell of her perfume mixed with light sweat hit me. I closed the door and she looked around the small two room place and said still bachelor setup I see. I laughed and said more or less. Offered her water then beer. She took beer without pretending any shyness. We sat on the old sofa and started talking school teacher drama old friends who got fat who got rich. Her husband was somewhere in some other posting she told casually. Marriage is fine she said but boring like hell most days.
After half bottle her body language changed. She pulled the dupatta down and fanned herself saying it is hot in here. Her blouse was tight and I could see the deep line of cleavage. I was staring and she caught me and instead of acting shy she shifted closer and put her hand on my thigh. Told me you still look the same restless type Aditya. I said and you look better than the old photos. She squeezed my thigh harder then moved her palm higher almost touching my cock through the shorts. I was already half hard.
Door locked without extra talk
I stood up and went to lock the main door. When I turned she was already standing and pulling me by the vest. We kissed messy like hungry people not like polite friends. Her tongue was wet and she bit my lower lip. I put both hands on her fat ass and squeezed hard. The salwar material was thin and I could feel the shape of her g-string underneath. She moaned into my mouth then pulled back breathing heavy and said bathroom first I need to wash face.
She went in and I heard water then she came out without the dupatta and the top buttons of blouse open. Her bra was black simple and the upper curves were spilling. She walked straight to me and dropped to her knees right there on the living room tiles. Pulled my shorts down in one tug. My lund jumped out fully hard and she stared at it then laughed softly and said still thick like school time gossip. She spit on the head and rubbed it around then took me into her mouth warm and slow.
Divya sucked like she had been waiting months. Not fancy porn style just hungry desi style wet sounds and hands working the base. She looked up while the head hit the back of her throat and tears came in her eyes but she kept going deeper. I held her hair and fucked her mouth a bit. She gagged once then pulled off to breathe and used her hand fast while saying fuck your precum tastes strong. Then back on it licking the underside and sucking my balls one by one.
I could not last long with that so I pulled her up and almost tore the kameez off. Blouse went next and that black bra. Her boobs were heavy with dark nipples already hard. I sucked them like milk while she pushed my head harder. We stumbled to the sofa. I made her bend over the armrest and yanked the salwar and panty down together. Her chut was already shiny and swollen. Thick brown lips and a little bush she had not fully cleaned. I rubbed my fingers through the wet slit and she pushed back saying finger me properly na.
Two fingers went in easy and I pumped them while my thumb pressed her clit. She was moaning loud without caring who hears in the society. Then I spat on her hole and replaced fingers with my cock. Pushed in slow at first because she was tight after who knows how long. Once the head was in I slammed the rest. She yelled randi type moan and gripped the sofa cushion. I held her waist and started pounding hard. Skin slap sounds filled the room. Her ass shook every thrust.
I reached under and played with her hanging boobs while fucking. She kept saying aur zor se and madarchod nikaal mat abhi. Filthy talk came natural to her. I pulled out completely and made her turn. Sat on the sofa and told her ride. She climbed and faced me sinking down on the lund with a long groan. Her chut swallowed me full and she started bouncing using her thighs. Those heavy boobs slapped up and down against my chest. I bit one nipple then the other. She went faster grinding her clit on my pelvic bone.
Sofa got ruined first
Sweat was dripping from both of us. The sofa creaked under the heavy rhythm. She came first shaking hard and her inside walls clamped on me so tight I almost lost it. But I held back grit my teeth. After her orgasm she went soft for a minute then started moving again slower deeper. I grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them so I could go more. Then I stood up still inside her and carried her a few steps to the wall. Pinned her there and fucked standing till my legs burned.
We moved to the bedroom after that. Mattress was thin but we did not care. I put her on all fours again and took her from behind doggy. This angle let me watch my cock disappear into that pinkish brown chut. Wetness was dripping down her thighs onto the sheet. I slapped her ass red and she asked for more. Then I licked my thumb and pushed it slowly into her gaand while still fucking her pussy. She froze for a second then pushed back harder taking both. Added a second finger in the ass later and she was crying with pleasure not pain.
I was close so I pulled out and flipped her. Climb on her chest and stroked myself till thick ropes of cum landed on her neck boobs and mouth. She licked whatever reached her tongue like it was sweet. Then she used her fingers to scoop more and suck them clean. After that we lay side by side breathing like runners. She said I needed this so badly husband finishes too fast and rarely touches properly. I did not say romantic shit. Just pulled her hair and kissed her neck hard leaving a mark.
Twenty minutes later she climbed on me again reverse. This time I watched her thick ass bounce while she took my half hard cock back to full. I spit on my fingers and played with her clit from behind. When I was rock hard she lifted and guided me to her ass instead. I went slow. Head popped in and she cursed bhenchod slowly slowly. Once past the ring I started short thrusts. She rocked back taking more till half of me was in that tight hole. Her chut was leaking juice down onto my balls.
We kept that for long. I reached around and rubbed her clit fast till she came again while I was deep in her gaand. Her screams were free and loud. After she recovered she got off carefully and took me back in her mouth tasting herself. Sucked till I was ready to burst again then sat on my face. I ate her messy dripping chut while she stroked me. Tangy strong flavour. I tongue fucked her till she shook a third time. Then she turned around and we sixty-nined properly. I came second time shooting into her greedy mouth. She swallowed most and let the rest drip down her chin onto my stomach.
Second round hit harder
Night got late. We drank the leftover beers naked. She told old school crush stories and how she used to wonder about my lund size after sports class. Now she knew. Around twelve she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the small balcony. Night air was cool. She bent over the railing carefully so nobody could really see from opposite building and I fucked her from behind quick and dirty. Heat of her body against the cool night felt crazy. I finished on her lower back and wiped it with my vest later.
Back inside she said I should stay over if I want and I laughed because it was already my house. We showered together under the broken water pressure. Soaped each other. I cleaned her chut and ass slowly with fingers till she got fresh wet again. No more rounds though both bodies were done. We fell on the bed sticky and slept. Morning she woke early packed herself back into the salwar somehow and made chai in the kitchen like it was normal.
Before leaving she kissed me deep one last time and said next time I come to Pune I will message first or maybe not. Then she left. I sat on the same sofa staring at the wet patches we left and the tatti smell of sex still hanging. My body had bite marks and a sore cock but the brain kept replaying everything. Divya walking in without warning the way she dropped to knees without talking too much how her ass took the thumb and more. I jerked off thinking about it that same morning then again at night. Even now weeks later random evenings I catch myself hard just remembering her voice saying aur zor se while I buried deep.
That whole night messed the routine in best way. Flat felt quieter after but the memory does not fade. Sometimes I leave the door unlocked longer than needed wondering if any other surprise will walk in the same way. Nothing has yet. Still that one evening with Divya is enough fuel for many empty nights. Raw messy and completely unexpected. Exactly the kind of fucking that stays in the bones.
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