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Introduction:

a real nice one
"So how do you feel about this?" Vaishali asked her patient from her comfortable psychologist's chair.

"I don't know," came the young woman's reply seated across from her. "I mean if I really had the answer to that, why would I be here?"

Vaishali smiled to herself. It was a classic answer she had heard countless times in her practice. It was often said by patients who weren't in her office because they didn't know what they felt, but by patients couldn't deal with how they felt.

"Ok, Anamika, you're right. Well let's take a step back, shall we?" Vaishali soothed her patient. "Why don't you tell me what brought you to me in the first place?"

"Well, I'm here because I had sex." Sighed Anamika

"Well there is nothing wrong with that?"

"Ya, there is! I'm not married" Anamika said getting a bit louder.

"Are you pregnant?" Vaishali asked. "Have you been checked out for any STDs"

"No, I'm not pregnant, and yes I'm clean. But that's not the point." Anamika said this time somewhat softly.

Vaishali didn't interrupt her patient but continued to look at her. She was starting to get a general idea of what was bothering Anamika, but allowed her patient to continue.

Anamika looked at her doctor and just sighed again and felt tears slowly building up in her eyes. She had never been so confused in her life.

"This wasn't the way it was supposed to be." She continued through tear-filled eyes. "I mean we're in love. He means the world to me and I to him, then why am I feeling this way."

"How are you feeling, Anamika?" Vaishali gently nudged her patient

"I'm feeling. I'm feeling," Anamika stammered as a tear drop gently fell down her cheek "guilty!" and started to break down, holding her head in her hands, tears falling on the floor.

Vaishali let her cry and waited till Anamika calmed down before continuing, "Why do you feel guilty?"

Taking a deep breath and composing herself, Anamika looked her and said "because I'm an Indian, and I'm supposed to be a virgin till I get married. Because what I have done goes against everything my parent taught me. Because sex outside marriage is taboo in Indian culture. I feel like I have let myself, my family and my culture down."

Anamika was a young woman, about 20 who had come to her with anxiety issues with bouts of paranoia and depression. She was an Indian-American; born to Indian parents in the US. Being one herself, Vaishali could understand what it was like for girls like Anamika. Stuck between the past and the future, not knowing where they truly belonged. Being born in the US, made them as American as any other race, but being born to an Indian heritage, where conservativeness was ingrained into every fiber of society often put today's generation in conflict. The desire to fit in with the young crowd, to be "normal" often put college going young adults at odds with their Indian heritage.

In cases like Anamika, lack of acceptance of the facts was usually the root cause of the problem, which often stemmed from a conservative upbringing. The fact was that she was a young woman, in love, and she had had an intimate experience with a man who loves her. While on the surface there is nothing more beautiful, cultural baggage brought in one unexpected result. Guilt.

Vaishali had learned that guilt was the one emotion that usually was the deciding factor between happiness and misery. Guilt never stops people from doing what their heart desires. It just prevents them from enjoying the experience and eats at them after the fact. It all boils down to guilt.

Plain and simple.

There was no right answer this such situations and Vaishali new it. As a professional she was always supposed to be objective, but cases that hit so close to home were always an extra challenge. A few years ago Vaishali had been in the exact same situation when she was in college. She was about the same age as Anamika was now when she and Vimal had consummated their love, and experienced similar emotions. However she realized that since she loved Vimal with all her heart, and anything done with love cannot be bad or immoral. She and Vimal continued their relationship which resulted in an engagement and a wedding sometimes in the future. Vaishali's realization was a personal one, and while she had accepted it, she knew that it would never be understood or accepted by traditionalists.

Taking a deep breath, Vaishali explained to Anamika about personal choices and realizations. While she did not ever enforce her own views on her patients, she did encouraged Anamika to think from an objective and practical point of view. Anamika listened intently and while not completely satisfied or consoled, was glad to at least have been point in a direction that may help her.

After the session was over, Vaishali was sat down to make her notes and as she was reviewing what Anamika had said, her mind took her back to college where Vimal and she had met. They were in the same circle of friends and had known each other for years. Vimal was a law student; very intelligent and hard working – a combination that took him very far very fast. Vaishali always admired his dedication. It didn't hurt that he was tall (around 6'2), dark and very handsome.

Vimal always had a soft stop for Vaishali. She was fun to be with; she laughed at his jokes and was loved by all, especially her family. Her parents adored her and her younger sister not only looked up to her for everything, but she thought the world of her. Vaishali's caring and nurturing nature drew Vimal even closer. Vaishali was no slouch in the looks department either. At 5'9 she was taller than the average Indian girl, complimenting Vimal completely. Her tenacity for working out religiously left her with a perfect hourglass figure. Her dark piercing eyes and hair were a perfect contract to her fair skin.

So taking a leap of faith, Vimal finally plucked up the courage to ask Vaishali on a date, which she graciously accepted. He picked her up holding a bouquet of roses, and took her to dinner in downtown San Francisco, which was followed by a drive over the Golden Gate Bridge and finally parking at the vista point overlooking the San Francisco skyline. Vimal was a perfect gentleman, as he opened the door for her and took her by her hand and helped Vaishali sit on the hood of his car. When the cool pacific breeze blew over them, he felt Vaishali shiver so he took off his coat and placed it over her shoulders and took her in his arms. The couple talked for hours, not as friends, but as two friends that were on the verge of becoming more, a lot more.

As the hour grew late, and the moon shone bright above, Vimal looked in Vaishali's eyes, and gently pulled her closer. Feeling a comfort level that surprised even her, Vaishali leaned across him and placed her head on his arm, looking up at him. Vimal looked at her moonlit face, the reflection of the moon in her eyes, her skin radiant, her lips moist, her breathing slow, and felt like the luckiest man he knew. He slowly inched his head down and kissed Vaishali, finally crossing the line that just kept them as friends.

The moment his lips touched hers, Vaishali felt her body go numb and her mind blank. Then she felt jolts of electricity traverse though her body, making every sense come alive. She ran her finger through his hair and gently pulled him closer. She felt his lips part in response, their lips glued to each other. They kissed again and again, each one more passionate than the other.

Vimal took Vaishali in both his arms and slowly traced her lips with his tongue. He felt her shiver in his arms as she sucked in air. He felt Vaishali's tongue respond in kind as it met his tongue. Her fingers running through his hair, her tongue explored his mouth and Vimal's raising manhood was starting to take over his senses. Vaishali's wasn't far behind for she had already started feeling her femininity start to moisten her panties.

Making the impossible decision, Vaishali and Vimal parted their lips and realized that both were panting. Vimal ran his hand over her face, moving the bangs from her eyes. His date looked like an angel, and he knew he was in love. Vaishali had never been this comfortable with anyone in her life and heart knew she had found her soul mate.

Word got out that the friends were now officially an item. Both families supported the union and the friends were completely supportive. Things couldn't be better – or could they?

A few months later Vimal was called to New York City regarding a case he was working on for his Corporate Law class. He had to fly there for a two weeks so Vaishali decided to join him the last weekend that Vimal was there. Vimal picked her up at the airport Saturday morning (Vaishali had taken the red-eye) and took her to his hotel room. Vaishali has slept on the plane so she wasn't tired. After a quick shower, and change of clothes, the couple went out for breakfast.

They spent the whole day touring the city. They went up the Empire State building, and walked around Time square. They took the ferry to the Statue of liberty, and then walked around down town Manhattan. They watched the sun go down and had dinner at an exquisite Chinese restaurant (their favorite cuisine). After dinner, Vimal and Vaishali walked back to their hotel room.

While this day was near perfection for the two of them, the fact was that this was the first time the couple would have some alone time at night since their relationship began. As it is with traditional Indian culture, the kids usually live with the parents. So while both Vimal and Vaishali were college going, they still lived at home. Privacy was always an issue, but not tonight.

While sex was never on their mind, the fact that they had privacy elated the couple. As Vaishali opened the hotel door, Vimal picked her up and carried her over the threshold. Vaishali draped her arms over his neck and kissed his cheek and he gently sat her down on the bed.

"Well madam, welcome to Casa Da Love!" Vimal smiled

"Oh my, how exquisite," Vaishali played along. "So what can I expect from this high class place?"

"Some very high class service is guaranteed." Vimal continued his role. "Though I suggest that Madam might want to freshen up, and perhaps get into something more comfortable."

"An excellent suggestion," Vaishali agreed and got up from the bed. She took a change of clothes to the restroom.

Vimal stripped off his clothes and got into his night boxers. He dimmed the light and turned on the radio to the classical music station. Both Vimal and Vaishali enjoyed classical music and spent hours enjoying the works of the greats like Mozart, Beethoven and Bach. Just as he was tuning in the station, he heard Vaishali come out. He turned to look at her and was almost floored when he saw her wearing a silk navy blue knee-length, very seductive nightdress that had a sexy side split and beautiful lace panels. She was wearing a matching silk robe on top of the lingerie, tied loosely at the waist.

Vaishali just stood at the door, appreciating Vimal's dumbfounded reaction. She was hoping that he would be appreciative as she had put in a lot of time and effort in choosing the perfect attire for her night with him. She watched him get up from the bed, and walk over to her.

Vimal couldn't believe how beautiful Vaishali looked. This was the first time she had seen her in anything so exquisite and revealing, and his first reaction was one of sincere admiration. The way her eyes were still sparkling, the way her long hair was falling over her shoulders, her smooth and flawless skin still radiated, Vimal fell even more in love with Vaishali as he gently took her face on her hands and kissed her forehead. He picked her up again and gently laid her on the bed.

He propped up a pillow to make her comfortable and then moved to her feet. Returning back to their game he asked in his made up British butler accent,

"Would madam like a foot massage? It has been a rather long day."

"Hmmm, and what would be the charge of this service?"

"This is on the house madam, though the pleasure of your company would be wonderful as a gratuity." Vimal said bowing his head courteously.

"Very well, your services are accepted." Vaishali said in a mock regal tone.

Vimal held Vaishali's right foot in his hands and began a long, slow, firm stroking motion on the top of the foot with his thumbs. He started at the tips of the toes, sliding it away from him, all the way to her ankles. He then retraced his steps back to the toes with a lighter stroke. He repeated this motion a few more times and noticed Vaishali close her eyes and take a deep breath.

Taking this as a positive response; he cupped one hand under the heel to brace her foot and leg. Vimal grasped the ball of the foot with the other hand and slowly turned the ankle in one direction and then the other. He felt her foot loosen in his hand, and Vaishali let out a deep sigh.

"That feels very good, my good sir." She said softly. She would feel the tension built up from walking the whole day recede completely.

"Thank you my dear madam." Vimal replied. "It's is my aim to please"

Continuing the massage, he grasped the foot beneath the arch. With the other hand, he held her big toe with his thumb on top and index finger beneath. Starting at the base of the toe, slowly and firmly, he pulled the toe, sliding his fingers to the top and back to the base. He then gently squeezed and rolled the toe between his thumb and index finger, working his way to the tip and back to the base.

Vimal worked his technique on the remaining toes one by one, and felt Vaishali relax more and more as he progressed down her toes. Vaishali had closed her eyes and was lost in the relaxing sensation of her foot in Vimal's strong arms. She had heard of the wonders of a foot massage from her other experienced friends but this was the first time she had experienced it. So she wasn't surprised that the massage was not only relaxing her but also exciting her. The strokes were sending small jolts to her loins and her thong was not doing anything to keep her slowly growing wetness concealed.

Vimal continued his massage oblivious to the erotic charge he was giving Vaishali. He grasped her foot behind the ankle, cupping under the heel. He inserted his index finger of the other hand between the toes, back and forth in slow yet firm strokes. He noticed Vaishali gently stretching her other leg and slowly parting it and he got a glimpse of her thigh as the nightdress rode up her leg.

Taking a deep breath himself to calm himself down, he continued to hold her foot under the heel with one hand, and using the heel of the other, he pushed hard as he slid his hand along the arch of her foot from the ball off the foot and back again. This made Vaishali eyes open as she felt a sharp jolt rub through her leg and suddenly felt her loins contract and seep out wetness.

"Wow that felt good." Vaishali managed take a deep breath.

Fighting hard to keep his arousal from his voice, Vimal replied "well madam we are only half way done" and gently picked up her other leg. As he leaned down to pick up the foot, he caught a sight of her panties. The lace material was very shear and he thought he saw a hint of wetness.

Encouraged, Vimal massaged the other foot with equal attention and detail as the first one. He wanted to make sure Vaishali enjoyed every second with him during her trip. During the massage, he could feel himself get hard but kept fighting the urge to take his beautiful love in his arms and shower her with kisses from head to toe.

Vaishali couldn't have imagined this night getting better. The room was perfect, the music was perfect, her man was perfect, and she was getting the perfect foot massage. Every stroke of Vimal's fingers was relaxing yet arousing and exciting at the same time. She had given up all pretense of control, and allowed her body to express itself. Her thongs were now soaked to the point that they were starting to get bunched up in her slit. Her nipples were getting hard and soft over and over. Her breathing was alternating between deep and shallow and the fact that this was dangerous territory was now the farthest thing in her mind.

She then felt Vimal lift both her feel up, and she opened her eyes to see him kissing the tops of her feet , gently placing them on the bed and heard him say, "Hope that was to the madam's liking."

"Not just liking, but loving" Vaishali opened her arms in a welcoming embrace. "I believe its time for your gratuity now."

Vimal slowly climbed on top of her and kissed her lips as she wrapped her arms around him. This kiss wasn't soft, but it had the urgency that had built up in both of them. Their lips immediately parted and their tongues were dancing around each other, exploring their lips and their mouths. Vimal reached down and undid the knot of her robe and then slid it off her shoulders. Vaishali allowed it to fall off her body and Vimal kissed her bare shoulder. He planted slow kisses from her shoulder moving on to the strap on her nightdress, and finally planting a kiss on her neck that made Vaishali moan.

"Oh Vimal" she said as her arms wrapped tighter around her lover.

Vimal slowly pulled her down and laid her flat on the bed. He gently sucked on her neck causing Vaishali to moan again. Parting his lips, Vimal licked a small trail from his love bite to her ear wetting the nape of her sensual neck with the tip of his tongue. He gently licked her earlobe, tugging on it with his lips. His tongue continued to follow the outer curve of her ear, teasing it very gently and then gently sucking on her earlobe again.

Vaishali was shocked at the sensuality of what Vimal was doing. Her mind was spinning out of control and her body was already riding high on a wave of pleasure whose intensity wasn't showing any signs of slowing down. Vimal's lips moved from her ear to her forehead, and then he planted a sensuous soft kiss on each of her eyes. Her cheeks followed her nose, and then her chin. Eagerly anticipating his lips on hers, Vaishali moved her head up but Vimal just hovered over her. He parted his lips and she opened her mouth. She tried to kiss him again, but he still moved his head barely out of reach.

"Kiss me, honey, please, I want your lips," Vaishali pleaded gently and move her head up even more, lips parted and tongue fluttering in.

Vimal couldn't take it any more and planted his open mouth on hers. The intensity of the kiss was something that only young lovers could experience. This was their time, their moment. Nothing else mattered, and nothing else existed. She was his and he was hers. Body, mind and soul.

The lovers kissed each other, their arms and legs wrapping around their bodies. Vaishali ran her fingers up and down her lover's bare back, gently rubbing her nails over his skin. Vimal's fingers felt the silk material flow over his angel, and couldn't tell when the nightdress ended and where her skin began. Her flawless skin felt smooth and silky to his touch, though considerably hotter.

He slipped his hand under the night dress and gently caressed her ass. As their lips and tongues continued their onslaught, his hands were running up and down her smooth back and her sensuous ass cheeks. He gently squeezed her ass with his hands and Vaishali responded by kissing him even more aggressively. Vimal trailed his fingers further down her ass crack and found her very wet panty-covered pussy and gently ran his finger over it. Enjoying the wetness on his finger, he rubbed her pussy and pressed on her clit with his finger.

"OOH yeas." Vaishali broke their kiss and groaned. She looked at Vimal with eyes full of lust and kissed him passionately, sucking his tongue into her mouth. Vimal's cock was getting harder by the second and was staining to come out of his boxers. Still running his hands over her back and butt, Vimal pulled up the nightdress over her head, making her as topless as he was.
Vaishali propped herself up on her hands letting her full breasts dangle. Vimal just stared for a second before gently running his hands over them. With the wonder of a little boy he held them in his hands feeling the weight of them. Her hard and dark nipples were pointing straight down and he gently pressed his thumbs on them and rolled the nubs around the areola. His lust taking over his wonder and curiosity, he started massaging her breasts and squeezing her nipples with his fingers. He rolled the hard nipples and gently tugged on them.

Hearing his lover moan again, Vimal supported Vaishali's weight in his hands and gently rolled her over to her back. In one motion, he landed his mouth on her erect nipple and sucked on it, taking the whole nipple and part of the surrounding breast into his mouth. His sudden aggressiveness was just was Vaishali needed and she arched her back to let him suck on more of her.

Vimal rolled his tongue over her nipple in his mouth, and slowly let some of the breast out. He continued sucking on the nipple, rolling his tongue over the small bumps on the areola. He pressed his lips on the hard nub and gently pulled on it. Then cupped the breasts with his hand and gently bit on it causing sharp jolts of pain and pleasure to run up and down Vaishali's body. She pulled his head in encouraging him with words like suck me baby, and that feels so good!

Vimal didn't need encouragement for as far as he was concerned; he had died and gone to heaven. When he tired of this breast, he moved to the other one with equal vigor. In his passion, he left love bites all around her milky and supple flesh. He alternated between both breasts not getting enough. At one point he squeezed both the breasts together and took both the nipples in at the same time, rolling his tongue back and froth between the nipples.

"OH GOD!!!!" Vaishali was loosing her mind. Her body was completely charged up and never had she felt his level of arousal. She felt her breasts swell up and her nipples felt so hard she was afraid they would explode. Vimal finally gave her breasts a break and kisses his way down to her navel, and then got between her legs. He propped one leg over his shoulder and planted a kiss on her inner thigh and licked a trail from her knees to her crotch.

Vaishali shuddered as Vimal continued to plant kisses closer and closer to his promised land. Vaishali propped her head up to see her lover about to invade her femininity. She saw him lean in closer and felt his tongue trace the seams of the thong. She parted her legs for him and then felt jolts of pleasure shoot in her groin as his lips cupped her lace covered pussy.

Vimal kissed Vaishali's pussy though the fabric and could feel the heat though the completely soaked panties. But this wasn't going to satisfy his appetite. He slid his hand to Vaishali's side and then pulled her thong down her legs. Vaishali lifted her butt off the bed a little to help him out and finally Vimal saw Vaishali womanhood in all its glory. She kept it clean without a single trace of hair on it. Her inner labia were peeking out of her outer folds. Her pussy was already contracting and oozing her juices out in a thin steady stream trickling down to her puckered anus.

Vimal settled himself inches from her dripping pussy and licked around her puffy outer lips. Vaishali's pussy contracted at the contact oozing a few more drops of her arousal out. Sticking his tongue out he gently ran the tip up the wet slit allowing some of the juices to collect before flicking off her clit teasingly. Vaishali arched her hips following his teasing tongue in anticipation for more.

Vimal closed his eyes and savored Vaishali's juices. When he opened them again, they reflected a desire that Vaishali had not seen before. Vimal trailed his tongue around the hooded clit gently flicking it occasionally to tease it out of hiding. He puckered his lips and kissed it while rolling his tongue it.

"Oh God!" Vaishali groaned. Her hands caressing her breasts out of desire that Vimal had enflamed in her.

Wanting more of the angelic taste, Vimal flattened his tongue on the dripping pussy lips and lick up in slow broad strokes. Vaishali spread her legs even more and pinched her nipples in ecstasy.

"Please, more, I want more," she pleaded.

Swallowing the accumulated juices, Vimal parted her labia and started to lick her inner folds in earnest. The time for teasing was over. Now it was time to satisfy the pent up desires the lovers had been feeling ever since their first date. He plunged his tongue into her hot pussy and felt her muscles contract around it. Vaishali pushed her hips into his mouth, as Vimal sealed his lips around hers as he darted his tongue in and out.

This was a new experience for Vaishali in every sense of the word because not only was she a virgin, she had never even masturbated before. She had certainly been tempted, especially since she started dating Vimal, but she felt that her fingers could never do her desires justice. Tonight, Vimal was more than making up for her wait. The intense pressure in her loins was getting more and more, traveling up through her tummy and into her chest. Her breathing was getting sporadic and her skin was flushed. Vimal continued his oral assault by sucking on her clit and when he pressed on it with his lips, Vaishali screamed in the ecstasy of her first ever orgasm!

She reached up and pulled his face into her pussy as hard as she could as the wave of intense pleasure swept over her. Her hips grinding into his mouth, her juices smearing all over her lovers face. Her head was spinning and she collapsed back on the bed, with her heart thundering in her ears. Vaishali had never imagined this night, nor the intensity or the pleasure or ecstasy. Her body went limp, as she felt Vimal slowly crawl up to her and kiss her. She tasted what was most likely her own juices on his lips, and felt a renewed sense of love for Vimal.

Seeing Vaishali in her orgasmic bliss, Vimal held her in his arms and comforted her. His cock was now hard to the point of pain as it strained to get out. His boxers had a large wet spot from his precum that he had been oozing. Vaishali felt his hardness on her thigh and smiled. She reached down and traced the tent with her fingers as the lovers kissed. She gently squeezed his cock though the shorts and felt him twitch in her hands. She broke their kiss and gently moved her way down between his legs. She slipped her hands under his waistband and pulled his boxers down to his ankles, which Vimal kicked off.

Vaishali had seen pictures of cocks before on the net, but the real thing in her opinion was so much better. She just looked at it as it gently bobbed in the air, slowly oozing its precum from the slit. The thick veiny shaft and the bulbous head were perfectly proportioned. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and felt it to be hot to touch. As she gently stroked it up and down, more precum oozed out, dribbling down the side onto her fingers. With a mixture of curiosity and eroticism, Vaishali kissed the wet head and licked the precum off her lips.

Vimal looked at his lover as she pondered on this new taste. Her hand felt wonderful on his cock and he was aching for more. He didnt need to wait long as Vaishali loosened her grip and held his cock with her fingertips as she licked his shaft from the balls to the head. She licked his shaft all around and then engulfed his head into her mouth. She was careful not to use her teeth and she rolled her tongue around his tongue, taking more of the pre-cum in her mouth.

"Yea baby, suck it off now." Vimal encouraged.

Vaishali slowly lowered her head down taking more of his cock in, and sucked on it as she pulled her head up. The result was that Vimal oozed out a big blob of pre-cum giving Vaishali a first true taste of his manly juices. Encouraged by his reaction, Vaishali wrapped her fingers around his shaft and slowly started to pump him as she sucked on his cock. Vimal was making slow guttural noises as he could feel the pressure in his balls increase. Vaishali continued her sucking motions, enjoying her lover's pleasure and felt his cock swell even more in her hands.

"Oh yea, that's it, don't stop" Vimal groaned though clenched teeth, the pressure in his balls getting too much. Not being able to hold back any more, Vimal shot glob after glob of his load into his lover's mouth.

Vaishali was taken aback momentarily as his hot cum hit the back of her throat, but she didn't break her flow and continued to pump his manhood as he came more and more into her mouth. The climax of her lover aroused her to much that she continued to swallow him cum. A whole new experience for her, the more Vimal, groaned , the harder she milked his cock for him cum. She rolled her tongue over his head licking every drop off. Vaishali slipped his cocked out of her mouth as she felt it slowly shrink down. She traced her finger up and down the shaft watching the change with wonder, and then kissed the shrunken head.

When Vimal's' head stopped spinning he saw Vaishali still looking at his cock. With a smile on his face, he gently reached down, and pulled her naked body over his; her breasts flattening on his chest and his cock lying limp under the freshly sucked pussy. Her hair was falling on his face as he looked into her eyes, and he realized how much he loved her. Vaishali saw a warmth in Vimal's eyes, and her heart melted even more. She was his; there was no question about that.

"I love you," both of them said it at the same time. Realizing what happened, the couple smiled and kissed again; each tasting their own juices in their lover's mouths. The kisses were soft, romantic, and tender filled with the love and compassion they felt for each other. Vimal moved Vaishali's hair aside and kissed her forehead again, a sign of true affection in Indian culture. Vaishali rested her head on his chest, listening to his heart, call her name out with every beat.

"You are the best thing that ever happened to me." Vimal whispered.

Vaishali kissed his chest and whispered, "thank you for this, it means the world to me."

Vimal slowly ran his fingers up and down Vaishali's bare back; his fingertips tracing the contours of her spine. He gently applied pressure on the small of her back with his finger tips and Vaishali sighed. His finger roamed down to her round ass cheeks and caressed them. As he massaged her flesh in his hands he felt his cock wake up as a fresh state of arousal swept though it. He ran his finger up and down her crack down to Vaishali's pussy and felt it covered with a fresh layer of her juices.

As his finger gently massaged her wet lips, Vaishali looked at Vimal with eyes containing a renewed sense of desire. She moved up and landed her lips on his and his finger gently started to rub her clit in slow circular motions. Vaishali moaned into his mouth and his finger slowly parted her pussy and Vimal gently inserted a finger in.

Vaishali closed her eyes tighter as his finger intruded into her inner sanctity. The pleasure was mixed with an ache that she wasn't familiar with. She kissed him more vigorously as Vimal's finger start moving in back and forth in her pussy, slowly going deeper with each movement. Vaishali held his head with her hands as she sucked on his lips. Her body again alive with the lust and desire.

Vimal felt his cock rise and hit the back of his hand as his fingers massaged and rubbed his lover's pussy. He was hard for her, he wanted her, and we wanted to make love to his angel on top of him. Gently rolling Vaishali on her back he kissed her more aggressively. As he supported his wait on his hands, he felt his hard cock rub on Vaishali's pussy.

The couple looked at each other, both thinking the same thing, both having the same desires, and both fighting the same conflicts.

"Do you want to?" Vimal whispered, still looking at her.

"Yes" Vaishali replied. "I do."

Vimal kissed her forehead again, took one hand down, and slowly rubbed his cock, up and down her clit. He rubbed the length of his shaft over her wet slit, getting her juices on him, and lubricating his cock thoroughly. The then placed the now engorged head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy.

"Ready, my love?"

Vaishali looked at him, a mixture of emotions too intense to describe rushing through her, and nodded. She loved Vimal, she trusted him, and she belonged to him. She had already given him her heart, her mind, her soul. Tonight she was ready to give him her body.

Vimal gently pushed his hips forward and the cock head entered in. Vaishali closed her eyes tightly as the pleasure and pain shot through her senses.

"Oh Lord!" Moaned Vaishali.

Vimal felt the intense heat from her pussy gripping his cock. He allowed Vaishali to adjust to his invasion, and as her breathing relaxed. She pushed his hips forward again and slowly slid his entire length in her. Her pussy was very tight, and gripped his like a vice and he heard her groan the whole time he slid his shaft in.

Vaishali held on to Vimal's strong arms as she felt him enter her. It was done; she had given herself to him. Her body was his, and as he laid his body on him, a surge of emotions wept through Vaishali. She hugged him tighter and felt tears flow out of her eyes. The intensity of the moment had overwhelmed her and as her tears fell off the side of her face, she felt Vimal lift his weight off her. She opened her teary eyes to see him looking at her. He kissed her fore head, and then kissed her eyes, wiping away her tears with his lips.

At that moment all the worries, concerned, and conflicts that Vaishali was feeling disappeared, and she realized the universal truth of her life. Vimal truly completed her.

She held his face and kissed him his lips tenderly, and Vimal slowly started to move his hips back and forth. He pulled back slowly and slid his cock in again. Vaishali's breathing slowly swallowed as the pleasure of Vimal's cock overtook her senses. Her pussy was very wet and as Vimal's started to pump in earnest, hr juices were seeping out around it. Vimal looked down to see his cock covered with a thin whitish sheen of their mixed fluids and felt his cock enter Vaishali's pussy with much more ease. As he picked up speed, Vaishali got more vocal of her pleasure. No words, just plain animalistic sounds.

Vimal could feel Vaishali's pussy milking his cock with every thrust. He propped himself up with his hand and continues his rhythm. Vaishali held his arms for support and she pushed her hips out to meet his every drive. He used one hand to massage her breast and pinched her nipple and felt her pussy twitched around his cock. He moved his head down and kissed her neck.

"Oh honey, this is so wonderful" She moaned.

Vaishali was in an erotic frenzy now. She ran her fingernails on his back Basic Instinct style, and reached down to hold his butt and pull him in. She spread her legs as wide as possible and thrust her hips up to meet his onslaught. Every time their pelvic bones collided, Vaishali's clit exploded with a new jolt of pleasure. She felt the wave of her orgasm approaching hard and fast.

"Oh don't stop, please, I think I'm gonna cum." She gasped

Vimal continued his rhythm and pace and within seconds of her warning Vaishali screamed in pleasure, and wrapped her legs around him pulling him in deeper. She pushed her pussy onto his cock and ground her clit on him as she rode the wave of her orgasm, which was a lot more intense than the first one. Her head was spinning and she held her breath as the intensity kept hitting her over and over again and just as Vaishali was about to pass out, her senses calmed down slowly and she filled her lungs with air.

"Oh my God!" was all she would manage before loosening her legs and pulling Vimal on top of her. She hugged him tight and whispered in his ear "I love you".

Vimal was on top of the world now as he saw the look of satisfaction on his lover's face. Now his balls were starting to ache as he needed his release. He pick up the pace again, this time all efforts gentleness forgotten. Now he was the animal needing his satisfaction. He picked up Vaishali's feet and placed them on his chest allowing him deeper penetration with every thrust. He then pushed them back so that her knees were almost touching her breasts, and Vaishali could feel his cock touching her depths within. She felt his cock well even more and knew that Vimal too was on the verge of exploding.

Sensing his balls contract and his cum boiling, Vimal picked up his speed and the sounds of their sex were echoing in the room. Both were grunting with the passion boiling. With a look of pure raw lust and desire, Vimal gave a deep manly groan and let his cum shoot out into his lovers welcoming chalice. Despite having cum not too long ago, he felt globs and globs of his cum spill out.

Vaishali felt Vimal's cum hit her cervix and moaned in the pure eroticism of it. He kept pumping as more and more of his cum spilled out and finally with his chest sweaty from the effort, he collapsed on top of her. His cock and his cum still in her, she felt him slowly shrink in her.

Vimal caught his breath and slowly pulled out. He lay on the bed and pulled Vaishali into his arms. They kissed as lovers, for now that's exactly what they were. Nothing was said, for nothing needed to be said. Tonight they were beyond using words for expressing themselves. The lovers simply held each other basking in their love and slowly drifting off to sleep as the sounds of the soft orchestra serenaded the couple's first union.
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anonymous readerReport

2011-11-08 06:22:22
I am European and have a manufacturing business in Southern Korea where I employ mainly unattached Korean and Japanese girls and also a few Indian, Indonesian and Chinese.
Many of the girls were brought to me as orphans and some have been with me for more than 20 years.
The rules are: No politics, No religion, no arguing and no fighting so generally they get on together very well.
I'm over 60 now and have had my business for 42 years; during that time I've never been without a girl in my bed. The oldest I've slept and fucked with was over 50 and I was 19 and the youngest was Indonesian and only 12 and that was last year. I never press the girls to fuck with me but let them come to me voluntarily. I know the going rate for a good prostitute in my area and always offer to pay them 3 times that amout but I've only had my money taken an very few occasions
I house, feed and clothe my well paid girls and love everyone of the 180 of them and know they love me.

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anonymous readerReport

2011-03-30 14:26:32
Japs are lucky that their women would not stoop to let a nigger get close to their pussies. Can you imagine a Jap lady going back to micro-sized Kap dick after having full-sized nigger dick hammer a tune inside her. Jap women consider niggers to be filthy animals and thus steer clear of the black meat. Lucky for their puny dicked men, One or two niggers could work their way thru a large Jap population and the women would be ruined AND Japan would have to start welfare to keep up with the nigger segment of their population, just like in the states of america, too many lazy niggers for all the rest to feed and house and clothe. BUT, the ladies keep spreading their legs for those long, thick, cum-spitting nigger's dicks. Can't help it. That's what american white men all fear, that their lady will get a nigger dick someday and ruin them forever.

anonymous readerReport

2011-03-30 14:18:34
And then the nigger pulled out his sausage and her eyes popped wide open and she was delighted that his sausage was headed for the neather regions of her hungry twat. She was not a virgin, BUT, had never been done by a big black dick, nor ANY black for that matter. She was soooo wet and excited to get jammed full of his meat. It was pure joy, she felt every bit of it as he pushed it ALL inside of her. She came and came even before he started pumping her. When he got it in gear, she nearly passed out from the pleasure of his tool pounding her tunnel. OMG, she thought, NOW I know what the women love about the nigger dick. She knew she would NEVER allow a white cock to penetrate HER twat ever again!

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