Hello, my name is Vini. I am a 28-year-old female with a 34DD-33-36 figure. I am from Punjab. This is my true story of turning into a cock sucking slut in Mexico from a traditional pious Indian girl. When I was 24, I was married and moved to Australia for studies and PR, the common trend for Punjabis. My husband did all the expenses, and I was always loyal to him. Two years later, he came here on a spouse visa, and that is when I found his true colours. He cheated on me and divorced me to marry an Australian girl. I was distorted and in bad shape. My family blamed my mother and me back in the country, as she was a single mother. My mother, Daljit, is a pious Indian lady. My father passed away when I was younger. Since then, my mother has raised me alone. I brought her to Canada to stay with me and started a life here. Her vitals are 36DD-34-38. She has a big ass. My company had to send me to Mexico for a project. This is where I met Sam. Sam is also an Indian, 5ft 6, dusky, with an average body. We gelled in well during work and started spending too much time together. I began to like Sam. One weekend, we worked late and had dinner together with some wine. I was a little high with the wine as I had started drinking lately. He came over to drop me home. While parting, when I hugged him, our faces collided, and our lips touched each other. I again came close, and we kissed, and soon the kiss turned into a passionate smooch. We snapped out of it and went with the sexual tension between us. That night I was leaking. I fingered myself to orgasm, thinking of him fucking me. I wanted him badly. The next day, we were a bit awkward, not talking much. I broke the ice in the afternoon. Me: Sam, it is okay. I liked the kiss. There is nothing to be awkward about that. In fact, I loved it because I have fallen for you. I like you. Sam: Even I liked it, and I wanted it. You are hot and bright. But yes, we shouldn’t have crossed that line. This won’t work. This broke my heart. I left the place. We only spoke work-related for the next two days, but I missed our time together. I was restless and anxious. I wanted him and felt like doing anything for him. That evening, I went to his house. I wore a spaghetti-deep v-neck top and a formal skirt with a shrug. Me: I want to talk. Can I come in? Sam: Yes, sure. Me: You said you like me and then said this won’t work. Is it because I am a divorcee? Sam: No, not at all. Me: Then, what is the problem, I cannot think of anything other than you, and I like you. Am I not lovable or attractive? Sam: No, you are so hot and bright. You are not the problem. I am. Me: Why? Are you gay? Do you like boys? Sam: Not at all. I am straight and hard down there. I saw a bulge in his pants that sent a shiver down my clit. Me: What is the problem? I removed my shrug, bent before him, and exposed my cleavage. He was watching my boobs. Me: You don’t find me hot? Are my thighs too fat? I pulled my skirt up till the bums to show him my legs. Sam: You are a fantastic homely girl who will make someone’s home and family excellent. But I don’t want that. I want my partner to be my slut. I love to have sex and like my wife to be a naked slut, ready to open her legs whenever and wherever I ask. Be open to wearing sexy skimpy clothes, etc. My previous girlfriend left because she felt I was demanding. So I am happy fucking prostitutes. They at least fulfil my demands. Me: You think I can’t be like this? You don’t know me either. Sam: Maybe you will be; they all say yes at the start. But it is difficult to sustain. Me: I am mad at you, Sam. I will do whatever for you. I can only think about you since you kissed me. But I guess no one likes a divorcee like me. I started weeping. He came forward and tried to console me. He was on his knees, close to my face. I moved my face forward and kissed him on the lips. I started sucking his lower lips, he did not respond for a minute at first, but he kissed me back later. I took his hand and put it on my boobs. He was pressing them over my top. Kissing me on the neck, another hand moved on my back inside my top. He pulled my strap down, pulled my left boob out, and started pinching it. Me: Aah! Suck them, baby. My nipples want your warm mouth! After hearing this, he went mad. He tore my top and bra and pounced on my boobs like a hungry dog. He was biting my nipples and licking them. I was rubbing his cock over his pants. I flipped him, opened his pants, and pulled his cock out. It was 7.5 inches long and almost 2 inches thick, and I started sucking it. I felt so good taking it in my mouth. Me: Hmmm! Sam: Ah! That feels so good. You suck so well. Aaah! In a few minutes, he held my head and started fucking my mouth for 2 minutes almost. Then he got up and removed his clothes. I turned around and removed my skirt, showing him my bubbly soft ass. He started pressing and licking my ass as I pulled my dress down, he licked me from behind for a couple of minutes, and I went mad with his tongue touching my clitoris. Sam: Fuck, you are so wet down there. Me: I have been wet for you for two days, baby. My pussy is longing for your cock. Put your dick in me. Aaah! I turned around, sat on his cock, and started jumping on his cock. He started speaking to me in Hindi. Sam: Kya tight hai teri chut, geeli aur garam bhi. Bohut din se choda nahi tujhe lagta hai. (Your pussy is so wet and tight, no one fucked your pussy, I guess.) Me: Do saal se main ungli se kaam chala rahi hun. (I have just been fingering myself for 2 years.) Sam: Kyu tera pati ne choda nahi kya tujhe? (Why? Didn’t your husband fuck you?) Me: Woh chutiya us Angrez ki chut maarne mein busy tha. Mujhe mahine mein ek hi baar chodta. Woh usko aadhe nange ghumke chudwati aur usne kabhi mere body pe dhyaan hi nahi diya. 5 minutes main nikal jaata uska. (That asshole was busy fucking his girlfriend. He never had proper sex with me.) Sam: Sachi chutiya tha tera pati, jo itni tight aur garam randi ko chodke uske paas gaya. Main tera pati hota toh tujhe nanga rakhta aur ye lund tere chut se kabhi bahar nahi aata fir. (Yes, he was an asshole to leave such a juicy pussy. If we were married to you, I would have kept you naked and pushed my cock in your warm pussy daily.) He was pressing my boobs, and I was moving my hip on him. His cock was hitting my G-spot. When he said these words, I imagined how it would feel, and I had an intense orgasm. I squirted on his dick, and my cum was leaking from his balls. I was panting for breath and kissed him too. I rode him for 5-7 minutes. But he was not done. I got up, held his dick, and walked towards the bedroom. I lay on the bed and spread my legs for him. Me: Daal woh lund mere andar. Chod mujhe randi ki tarah. Dekh main kitni badi randi ban sakti hu pata chalege. (Put that hot rod in me, Sam. Fuck me like your bitch. You want me to be your slut, right? Then fuck me like a bitch.) Sam put his dick in my pussy again and started moving slowly and gradually increasing speed. He was standing and fucking me. Sucking my boobs and biting them in between. Sam: Randi banana hai na meri, toh abhi toh randi ki tara hi chodunga tujhe. Dikha mujhe kitni badi randi ban sakti hai tu. Fir main sochunga. (You want to be my whore then show me what can you do.) He stood up, held my boobs and started pounding me hard in a standing position. I was moaning shamelessly. Me: Aaah! Aur jor se. Kya lund hai tera. Deewani ban gayi main teri. (Aaah. Harder baby, I am in love with your cock.) He removed his dick and pulled me up from the bed. He took me to the balcony naked, put me on the table and started fucking me on the patio. It was so fast that I couldn’t stop him. I was naked on his balcony fucking on the table. I was initially scared because there were people around who could see us. But as his dick started moving, I forgot everything and enjoyed it. He was kissing me and fucking me so hard. Me: Aaah! Log dekh rahe bhadve, par acha lag raha hai. Ruk mat, chod mujhe. Aur jor se maar meri chut.(This feels so good. People are watching us, but please don’t stop. Continue fucking me. Harder. Go on, baby, fuck me harder!) He turned me, bent on the railings, and fucked me from behind. He held my boobs from behind and was pounding me like a bull. A couple of others saw us fucking, but it’s nothing that Mexico hasn’t seen. Their being cool about it turned me on to the hilt. I had my second orgasm. I squeezed his cock, and he was about to cum. He pulled out and cum on my ass. Sam banged me for a good 40 minutes. We were tired. I sat in his lap on the chair and kissed him. Me: Thank you, baby. Kitne time baad is chut ko lund mila hai. Kya chodta hai tu. Aur sachi batau to mujhe bhi acha laga aise balcony main sex karke. Ab toh yakeen hai ke main tujhe chahiye waise ban sakti hu. (Thank you, baby, for satisfying me. See, I can be the slut you want me to be.) Sam: Yeh toh sirf trailer tha. Kya tu logo ke saamne puri nangi hoke chudegi? Yeh toh hum private main hai, main tujhe nude beaches pe nanga karke chodunga. Aur bahar to itne kapde pehenne bhi nahi dene waala. Kya ghum paayegi tu sirf bikini main ya skirts jo teri gand bhi na cover kar aise? Yeh meri demand hai, Mujhe nahi lagta tujhse hoga. (Can you have a group sex or orgy party? I wont let you wear clothes other than bikinis or skimpy clothes.) Me: Thik hai, mujhe chalega, par fir agar tere parents aaye ya mere parents aaye toh? (Okay, fine, but what about when our families come.) Sam: Duniya k saamne nangi chudne ko tayyar hai toh gharwalo se kya sharmana? Waise hum baap bete dono chudakkad hai. Mere papa bhi sex karte hai abhi bhi. Aur teri mom ka hi problem hai. So I said, this is why it can’t work. (When we can fuck in front of people, why shy away from family. Besides, my father and I stay together, and he is also a fucker like me. He brings prostitutes to fuck. If your mother won’t agree, there is no point going forward. I am a nudist, and I want someone with similar interests.) Me: I will make it work. Main tayyar hu teri nangi randi banneko. Tujhe vishwas nahi hota to abhi mere maa ke samne video call pe chod mujhe. Tu jaha bolega main waha nangi hoke chudwaungi tere saath. Bas mujhe chodte reh. Aur mere dimag main ek aur idea aaya hai. Par ab meri chut geeli ho rahi, chod mujhe ab pehle. (I will be your whore wife and be naked wherever you tell me. I need your dick in me Fuck me, baby.) I bent and started sucking his cock. He was hard within minutes, we moved to the bed, and Sam banged me again for 30 minutes. That night we fucked 5 more times and slept. When I got up in the morning, Sam slept like a baby with my boob in his mouth. I could see my bite marks and nail marks on his chest and shoulders. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was glowing. There were bite marks on my boobs and body. I liked them. I loved every bit of last night and decided I would be the whore he wanted me to be. I looked at him in the mirror and his dick and realized that I love to be a whore myself and love getting fucked. I remember how often I masturbated with the thought of random guys fucking me. How he fucked me on the nude beach the next day, I will tell you in the next part.
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