I was reluctant to attend the marriage of my best friend, reason being the ceremony was taking place in a remote village. I have nothing against villages pure clean air lush green fields no pollution and no maddening crowds there are so many in fact all are plus points.
My only worry is the lack of proper latrines and the necessity to go into fields with a small bucket of water and of course the fear of snakes coupled with the nightmare of some females turning up unexpectedly when you are in the middle of act, added to my reluctance. I told my friend to excuse my absence.
He took up the matter with girl's parents and they assured him that there were septic latrines in the village and his friends could attend without any hesitation. I had no option but to attend. The marriage was a grand success. I thoroughly enjoyed the hospitality, the food and the village atmosphere in the evening bride's brother Ravi accompanied me for a stroll in the village.
The village was so small you could complete one round including all lanes by lanes in 45 minutes. We were sitting on the cement base of Gandhiji's statue. I looked over his shoulder and my jaw dropped what is Khali doing in your village? I asked he turned around looked at the Giant and laughed. No he is not Khali and he is our wrestling champion there is no one in all eight districts who can defeat him and he said proudly.
Indeed, this village Khali was very tall built on the lines of Khali, with a barrel chest, barn door frame massive biceps and forearms and legs as thick as tree trunks. He had a menacing scowl and moustaches as big as buffalo's horns which he was twirling his T shirt was bulging with pure muscle and he reminded me of a coiled spring about to strike at someone and waiting for an opportunity.
I shuddered at the thought of plight of anyone who happened to annoy this monster. Khali turned sideways to talk to someone then I had second shock. It looked like Khali unveiled a statue of Venus de mello such was the beauty of the lady standing behind him. All sex sirens from Marilyn Munroe to Mallika Sherawat have sex oozing from their eyes and faces but this girl had the most innocent almost childishly beautiful face like Meena kumari of yester years perched on top of a Pamela Anderson body.
The contrast was absolutely riveting. She had very large black intelligent eyes long aquiline nose sensuous lips like cupid's bow tempting one to kiss, long, slender neck then came the most provocative shapely massive and beautiful breasts. You cover them in any number of yards of clothes you cannot prevent hard on in men who glance at them and she was aware of it then came the slender waist which was refusing to buckle down under the weight of the massive tits.
Lower part of hour glass figure was also equally attractive. Her sand dune like hips and slender thighs were so delectably curved she looked like she belonged in a museum of art and not on the roads of a small village her skin was smooth blemish less and had a glow.Net effect was devastating to peace of mind of males she came across.
She caught my open jawed stare, smiled took out her pallu and shook it vigorously as if to dislodge an imaginary insect and my eyes feasted on her ample cleavage bouncing breasts and lightly visible areolas from her thin blouse. She arranged her pallau again before Khali turned back they crossed the road and were walking on the other side.
Ravi said something which did not register in my numb mind. I was staring at her retreating figure mesmerized at the undulating buttocks and long snake like black hair weaved plait dancing on her hips. He shook me by shoulder. I came into this world. I sighed deeply any man would give his right arm to bang her and I said wistfully.
You need not lose right arm are you blind? She gave you a signal run fast, catch them, and Talk to her he was pulling my hand. I thought he was joking are you mad? Have you seen Khali? If he catches me looking at her and let alone talk he will tear all my limbs. No thank you and I value my limbs and I told him refusing to budge. You fool did not you see she showed her boobs to you that is the invitation get going he was pushing me.
What should I tell her? I asked him, wetting my lips. Tell her that you want to bang her. She will tell you time and place. Now, go. I will wait here he was literally pushing me like one pushes a stalled car with trembling legs and I followed them at a medical shop they stopped. Khali went in and I gathered courage, I approached her. Excuse me and I stammered. She turned and looked into my eyes.440 V A.C current flowed through my veins.
I would have fainted but self preservation instinct did not allow it. Yes what do you want? She asked with a provocative smile had she frowned, I would have bolted. I want to bang you and I somehow completed the sentence.
Do you have a pen and paper? She asked. I gave without delay. She scribbled something gave me and told me don't run walk slowly normally.
My husband is coming behind you and I turned and walked away, my heart thumping in my chest, resisting the impulse to break into a run. I could hear Khali asking her what did he want? She replied nothing, darling he asked me directions to go to marriage hall. He warned her be careful with these city folks. I am sure he was trying to patao you in a small village he needs directions whom is he fooling? I could feel his angry looks scorching my back.
Ravi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw I returned in one piece. We read her note. She asked me to lie flat on a spot in the fields with an erect dick at six in the morning. Ravi showed me the place. I had a disturbed sleep. I had alternate dreams of pounding her pussy merrily and nightmares of Khali tearing my limbs. I woke up at five took couple of blankets and proceeded to the fields. I spread the bed sheets on the green grass on the ground, removed my shorts and shirt and lay naked.
Mere thought of her voluptuous body was enough to make my dick stand at full glory. Few minutes before six am and I could hear voices in the distance. Darling, why you have to accompany me so early in the morning? You are so suspicious, you don't love me. She was saying. My heart stopped you know I love you with all my heart but I am worried about the city folks landed for marriage.
Some of them were staring at you" Khali was saying. Ok darling, wait here for me, mean while I want those three mangoes on that branch. You throw stones and I will see how good your aim is and she told him and came into the field there are so many mangoes within reach, why do you want only those? He protested. To keep you engaged and to see if your aim is as good as you’re pounding. She giggled and came into the field.
She was carrying a small container of water. She looked around, found me. She smiled; silently said wow to my erect dick lifted her saree and slowly impaled herself on my cock. Her pussy was already wet and over flowing, so it slid easily. She took it completely in and she was still for few moments.
I could feel pulsations of her pussy and she also must have felt throbbing of my cock. She took out two lower hooks of her blouse and I started squeezing her boobs. Khali started to throw stones at the mangoes. He missed she jumped on me clapping you missed you missed when his stone landed, she jumped wow! what a hit, what an aim and I could not suck her tits but I fondled pinched and squeezed her tits and nipples and her speed was increasing.
She hissed at me you also give thrusts and come fast. He might get suspicious and I gave violent thrusts from down and after few minutes she came in torrents and I also filled her pussy in long bursts. She sighed deeply bent down kissed me and stood up. She poured water on my dick, laughed and went back to Khali who was grumbling. Why you took so long? Darling, I was just watching your aim and lost track of time, sorry their voices were fading away and I lay contended happy, listening to the chirps of birds and feeling the cool morning breeze. I love villages.