I look at the watch in the dark ….it is 1030 PM…At least another hour for the movie to get over. My wife has been away for two weeks and on this Saturday evening, not knowing what to do, I walked into a cinema theater at the far end of the city where I had gone for a meeting. Just then in the movie, they show a red light street and the actor picks up a randi on his bike and takes her home and a graphic scene follows where he fucks her, with her responding like a randi….which gets me (and I suppose everyone in the hall) very horny and excited – being a late night show there are few couples. I have a seat by the door…and 10 minutes after the scene gets over, I notice a lady in a saree walk past and outside the hall. I get up to follow her….i needed to pee anyway….and see her at the café having coffee. I look at her and enter the loo across the caf! é. I pee, thinking all the while about the lady. She must be a whore, I tell myself….otherwise why would she be so dressed up and watching a movie all alone so late at night…? She didn't look married either. As I came out of the loo, I saw her smile at me very seductively and it confirmed the idea I had about her…that she is a randi. The walk from the door of the loo to her table was 30 seconds only but in those 30 seconds I decided what I was going to do. Just like the actor in the movie, I will take her home and fuck her whole night. I will have to be careful that my neighbours don't see me but I can manage that. I will drive the car right in the garage and let her in through the inner door from the garage leading into the hallway. She of course will have to crouch down as we enter the way. 

 

Hello, I said.

 

Hello, usne jawaab diya. 

 

Bilkul theek, aap film nahin dekh rahin? I said.

 

No, i have seen it many times, she said. What about you? I was surprised at her polished English accent. Must be a high society call girl and expensive. Lets find out I decided. "I am bored too and was going home too but then I saw you. Aapka naam kya hua" I said. 

 

Aanchal, she said. And yours?. Rahul, I replied.

 

We looked at each other….she looking straight into my eyes…..her pallu was slightly off but she didn't care, which gave me encouragement. 

 

So, will you come home with me, I asked….? She stared at me for 10 seconds and then said yes. I hesitated before asking, "Aap kitna lengi, raat bhar ka?" 

 

She smiled a bit, looked out of the window for a minute and said, " lets say I will be very reasonable and you can pay me whatever you like based on performance". I liked the idea – she really was a high end call girl. It looked like a cheap bargain. I winked at her and signaled her to follow me to my car. The streets were deserted in this cold December night. She sat next to me on the front seat and I noticed that her pallu had fallen (deliberately) giving a good glimpse of her chuchis and and also just to tease me she lifted her saree upto her thighs giving a good glimpse of her sexy smooth long milky white legs which she had stretched so that I could get a good view. Most of the drive, I could not take my eyes off her legs and the cleavage visible over her blouse. Within 30 minutes my car was in the garage and I opened the inner door and took! her in my drawing room. Before switching on the lights, I made sure all the curtains were drawn up. We sat down on the sofa and began talking. She told me that she was in the profession because her husband had deserted her and married someone else and had gone to the Gulf. She didn't have any close relatives and had been without a job for a long time. It was not easy getting a decent job – she was just a graduate.. After 2 round of drinks…she asked me what I wanted her to do. I thought for a minute and then said "Aap ek acha sa sexy dance kar do. Ek randi kis tarah naachti hai, dikhao. 

 

No problems, she said. Put on some music and then main dikhaongi ki randi kis tarah naachti hai. 

 

I put on some good dancing music and she starts dancing for me. Shaking her hips, giving jhatkas to her tits - (the pallu is down ) and pulling her sari up to her knees every now and then. I am going crazy with the sight of her tits.. Suddenly I get up and grab her pallu and start pulling   it so her sari comes off but she keep dancing in petticoat and choli.. She has worn the petticoat from navel down and yr beautifully flat stomach is a thing to watch. My cock is tgrobbing mad by this time and while dancing she comes to me and starts removing my clothes one by one. Dancing at the same time. Soon I am naked with an enormous erection. She starts playing with my cock and teasing it with her tongue. Soon I am begging for her to suck it….she sucks it for 5 minutes and then I pull her up and kiss her lips, ! unbuttoning her blouse at the same time. Within a minute she is topless and I am squeezing her mast chuchis.. Priceless chuchis - firm round and inviting nipples. I put my mouth on them and start sucking them. At the same time I put my hand under her petticoat and catching hold of the thin elastic of her lace panties, I yanked them off with a force that they tore and came out in my hand. She shuddered and forced her tongue into my mouth at the same time. I pushed her down now and understanding what I wanted, she kneels down in front of me and taking my hard cock starts sucking me….grabbing my buttocks with her hands and pressing her nails in them and dep throating me. I start moving my body and my cock goes in and out of her mouth in fast motions. I loved fucking her mouth I was so excited that within 5 minutes I came in her mouth – spurting my sperm in her mouth…."Le pee le randi…..ras pee…ek bhi boond nahin girna chahiye zameen pe nahin to chaat ke saaf karaunga". She nodded! her head and carefully made sure that she drank every drop of my cum and not only that, licked all the drops from my shaft and thighs and carefully picked up the cum with her fingers from her chuchis and licked them clean. 

 

Ab maine jhuk ke uska pcoat nikaal ke phenk diya aur use bedroom le ja ke usko bed ke edge pe leta ke uski chut ache se dekhi. 

 

"Dekho, mere raja, dekh lo ek randi ki ache se chut…pahle kabhi nahin dekhi hogi". Usne kaha. Ye sab gandi baatein sun ke mera lund phir khada ho gaya aur before i knew it i had slipped on a condom and lying on top of her spread legs started fucking her.

 

"Le saali randi kutiya, le mera mota lund, apni laakhon baar chudi hui chut mein.".

 

Haan mere grahak, aur gandi gandi gaali deke chodo apni is randi ko….jitna chahiye chod is randi ko.

 

"To le na haraamzadi kahin ki, maine kab mana kiya hai ki nahin chodunga\" and I started my strokes and now at the same time I was kissing her like mad and was squeezing one of her tits with one hand and the other hand was under her buttocks. Soon with the extent of excitement I was in because of the exchange of dirty dialogues, I ejaculated once again and lay down next to her tired…..our naked bodies next to each other. 

 

"Kaisa laga sahab ye randi ka performance";

 

"Abhi tak to first class hai….but its only 2 AM now….what else can you do."

 

"Abhi to ye randi thak gayi hai……thodi der baatein kijiye phir main kuch aur karungi". 

 

Why don't you make some coffee, I suggested….she got up and went and within 15 minutes entered the room – naked of course- came with coffee for the two of us. We started chatting and then she naturally asked me about my wife. I chat about her and tell her how my wife does not do all this dirty chat or suck etc and has never watched a blue movie with me so far. At her suggestion, I then put on a blue movie where the girl takes a big cock in her asshole. I tell aanchal that this is my favorite fantasy….that my wife wearing a saree ( no panty underneath) bends over the table and lifts her saree and pcoat right up- exposing her asshole to me, while I apply coconut oil in her gaand and fuck her small hole from behind. 

 

" Arre isme kaun si mushkil si baat hai…chalo abhi karte hain ye fantasy" aanchal said. So saying she rose from the bed and 5 minutes later she came back in the room fully dressed in her saree except for her panties of course…. 

 

" aa jao and imagine me to be yr wife and fulfill yr fantasy" she said.  

 

I couldn't belive what was happening. I followed her into the dining hall, where she lifted her yellow saree, and black pcoat and bent over the table..really bending down. "aao na mere pati, apni patni ki gaand maar lo…jitni maarni hai maar lo.". I played along. 

 

Haan meri patni…aaj pahli baar mauka mila teri makhan si gaand maarne ka…aur main iska pura fayda uthaunga.". With that I applied some oil on her gaand as well as on my lund and placed it at the hole. 

 

"haan mere pyaare pati, sahi jagah tune apne laure ka tip rakha hai, ab dheere dheere dhaaka maar ke meri gaand ke andar ghusa de". 

 

Main  dheere dheere apna pura lund ghusa deta hun. I am loving the tight feeling and the grip on my lund and start to move in and out of her lovely gaand. At the same time I unbutton her blouse and unhooking her bra grab both her tits in my both hands while fucking her gaand. She is obviously enjoying it. 

 

"maaro gaand meri, mere pati, ache se gaand maar do…itni ache se maaro ki mahine bhar teri patni ki gaand dukhti rahe teri chudaai se". 

 

" haan meri biwi, ye le tu….tune abhi tak mujhse gaand kyon nahin marwai"…all this while main uski chuchiyaan ache se masale ja raha tha aur from time to time I was also rubbing her clit and in 5 minutes time I could feel her shaking from an orgasm. 

 

" Main jharne waala hun meri jaan…". :" haan patidev mere, meri gaand apne ras se bhar do…please apna pura ka pura ras de do meri gaand ko…ek bhi boond bahar mat girana". 

 

 

And before I knew it, I started ejaculating  inside her gaand and then lay down on top of her exhauseted. At that time the clock struck 5 AM and she asked me to drop her back.   This suited me as I also wanted her to go before the neighbours started waking up. As I opened my purse she held my hand and said that " nahin rahul, I am not a not a pro but a housewife whose husband is outstation. And I just came to see the movie with a friend who did not turn up, so rather than going back, I decided to stay on and when u thought I was a randi (she winked) I played along with that. So how my performance, Sir?". 

 

You were randi no.1, I said and we both laughed.

 

I couldn't believe it but time was getting over  and I dropped her back. On the way back again she sat in the same pose, exposing her top clevage and her lovely legs.We promise to meet again the next day.