Hi My name is Varsha and I am from South Africa , this is not an easy experience for me to share with you but I feel that getting out of me would help me a lot. I am a married woman and this incident took place about two months after my marriage to Anil my Husband. We moved to our new home in a Suburb in a small South African Province. Anil had left for work on a Wednesday morning, it was a very warm summer morning so I decided to finish with my house work early so that I could relax with a good Book. There I was busy with the breakfast dishes when I heard a commotion outside my home, so I decided to investigate. I am 30 years of age fair complexioned with Shoulder length jet black hair. I am quite tall for an Indian woman very busty in fact I am a 36dd cup and shapely legs which I get waxed at a women s Salon all the time. My butt is the envy of many women,and I felt the gaze of Men many a time on me in Public. Any way coming back to my incident, I walked to my front Gate and saw a group of Men harassing what appeared to be a homeless White man. I intervened And threatened them with calling the Police, they stopped bothering the man as soon as I told them this and dispersed. I saw that he was hurt and bleeding, and Went to his assistance, he was a huge man not fat, but a muscular guy and I put his one hand around my shoulder and helped him to my home battling to steady Him as we walked into the kitchen. I was surprised that he was quite healthy to be homeless, so I sat him down on a chair and got him some water to drink, I watched him gulp down the water and he almost choked I rushed to him and tapped his back to help him get his breath back. Slowly he began breathing normally again I stood there watching him, he was in his early fifties with a long grey beard and grey hair tied into a ponytail his eyes Were a piercing sea blue . To me he was as handsome as Kenny Rogers but a bigger version, I went to the first aid box to get some antiseptic for the bruises He had sustained . I applied this to his face and the side of his head, it was then that he grabbed me and squeezed my hips from the sting of the antiseptic, I was Taken by surprise at this but he had a menacing grip and I winced at the pain he was causing me. I bent down close to his face and blew on the medication to Cool the stinging it caused him but his hands were on my buttocks and he began squeezing again . I managed to break free, with a bit of struggle and stood back Embarrassed . I knew that he was not in his senses so I overlooked it,I also noticed his shirt was torn and there were bruises on his body too, the shirt had to Come off and I helped him remove it. The sight that greeted me was unbelievable, for a fifty year old he would make even Schwarzenegger jealous. This man was built and he had the body to prove it. He had this huge tattoo of an eagle on his back with outstretched wings and one of a mermaid on his arm. I was dazzled at this I worked carefully on his bruises And repeated the blowing process . At last we were done , he asked if I had any alcohol in the house and told him that my Husband had some scotch in a cabinet And that I would fetch it for him. He drunk straight out of the bottle and refused the glass I had provided him. It was here that I realized I was still in my sleep shirt which exposed so much of my legs and thighs , I cursed my self for not putting on a robe or gown that morning He drunk another swig from the bottle and his eyes were on me, with a deep Dutch voice he thanked me for helping him. I smiled and replied that it was no problem. What he told me next sent shivers down my spine, he was an ex convict released from jail that morning and that he hadn’t had a woman in months He told me that he wanted to thank me by fucking me that morning. My eyes were as wide as saucers at what he told me, I told him that I was a married woman And that I loved my Husband. This guy was too quick for me and before I knew it I was pinned against my dining room wall , my sleep shirt was ripped of my body I stood with my back against the cold wall in my G string undies. He was at work on my boobs kneading them like roti dough and sucking and biting my nipples. His hand slipped into my G strings and he fingered my vaginal lips. For the first time I began to relax and let it happen I was also getting quite wet at This stage, I responded to him and began kissing him hard on the mouth .He lifted me into his arms and we went to my bedroom, putting me down onto the bed he Explored my legs and thighs with his coarse hands taking his time , I was getting goose bumps from his touch. I watched as he removed his jeans and his jocks when He finally came above me, I loved the roughness of his beared on my boobs , neck belly and thighs. My fingers curled into the grey locks of his hair as he fed from Boobs my eyes were closed feeling his thick warm tongue go to work on me like a magical spell. Heaven came down to earth for me when he worked his mouth onto my woman hood his tongue exploring my passage way and his pulling gently on my clitoris, all the time watching me. My Husband never did this to me in all our love making, it was like I was a brand new woman all over again. I am not one for size when it comes to the male sex Organ but this guy had a magnificent cock and every time I stroke it , it grew longer an thicker. I couldn’t take the whole thing into my mouth, because I choked everytime I tried. His cock virtually filled up my mouth, I was after all an amateur and had no experience at cocksucking until I met this man. He entered me slowly at first I felt my insides being re arranged from him penetrating me, Goddddd! He felt sooooo good my legs rested on his shoulders as he Fucked me in the missionary position,forcing me to make throaty moans and groans my head buried deep into the soft pillow my neck exposed to his lips. I bit Into his shoulders to stifle my groaning but I couldn’t. My nails dug into the hardness of his back raking the skin almost raw.At one point I thought the bed was Going to break from his pumping into me. This guy was sure starved of a woman because I was his first victim and he was not wasting his time. I loved the doggy fuck as he smacked my ass with sting slaps making them red, grabbing my hips and ramming into me , we were both drenched in sweat and The sheets were also wet from our fucking. Sweat from his brow fell into my eyes as he continued with me in the missionary position burning my eyes,my hair stuck To my boobs from all the sweating we did.Finally the orgasm was a noisy one for us both , because I felt torrents of his cum explode into me not thinking of my unprotected womb . I thought little of what could happen but focused only on that moment, he collapsed on top of me from exhaustion we were both too tired to move . I fell asleep in his arms, getting up late in the afternoon finding him gone. I got out of bed and checked the house but he was no where to be found, I quickly pulled the sex soaked sheets out the bed and put on fresh sheets. I headed Into the shower for atleast an hour before coming out and getting dressed. Anil arrived later that afternoon and greeted me with a kiss, he asked me how my day was and I told him that I rendered assistance to a homeless man. With a smile on my face I thought of my anonymous lover later that night, and who his next victim would be, thank God Anil was not up for sex that night because I was still recovering from my daytime encounter.
