Wild sex story of a horny boy with hunky shopkeeper

Wild sex story: My sister was getting married. So my mother told we had to go shipping. It was a Saturday afternoon and I didn’t feel like going. But when she said which shop, we were going to I decided to go.

The shops owner was Vishal bhaiya. I had heard of him from some friends as being a hardcore top. Like the ones who fuck bottoms brutally and make them cry. I wanted to see whether it was true or not.

We went to the shop in an hour. As we were entering, I saw Vishal bhaiya sitting at the cash register. He was one of the hottest guys I had ever seen.

Gym body, wide shoulders, thick moustache the kind Rajasthani people have. He was wearing a deep V neck tshirt that showed off a couple of gold chains over his chest hair.

He looked me up and down as I entered. His eyes lingered a while on my ass. This was going to be fun I thought.

After some time, while we were sitting in the ladies’ section, I got a message on my Grindr. I opened it quickly and lowered my screen brightness as I didn’t want anyone else to see the message.

‘Black tshirt?’

The profile was few feet away only. My phone vibrated again.

‘Counter pe dekh’

I looked at the main counter. Vishal bhaiya was smiling at me. He was sending me the message. I smiled back.

‘Haan dekha’ I wrote back.

Vishal bhaiya: Bottom?

Me: Vers. Aap?

Vishal bhaiya: Top. Chudega abhi?

Me: Abhi?

Vishal bhaiya: Haan. Teri mummy aur behen ko at least aadha ghanta lagega lehenga lene me. Tab tak enjoy karte apne.

Me: Haha. Kahan pe par?

Vishal bhaiya: Mens section me jaa. Main aata thode der me.

I told my mother and sister that I am going to the men’s section. It was on another floor. I was walking around the floor looking at the sherwanis.

A salesman came to asking if I needed any help. Before I could say anything, I heard Vishal bhaiya’s voice.

‘Arey tum yahan ghum rahe ho,’ he said walking up to me. ‘Office me aao yaar. Tumhare designs wahan pare hai.’

He nodded at the salesman and took me to his office which was on the top floor. As soon as we entered the office, he locked the door shut. He was looking at me with full lust.

He pushed me to the wall and began kissing me. His tongue was in my mouth. It was a sensuous kiss. I held his head from behind and pulled him in deeper.

His hands squeezed my butt over my jeans. ‘Mast gaand hai teri,’ he whispered between the kissing, ‘maarne de.’

‘Itni bhi kya jaldi hai,’ I said. And with that I got on my knees. I touched his crotch over his trousers. His dick was hard as a rock. I looked up at him. He just nodded.

I rubbed my lips over his trousers while unbuckling his belt. He was running his hands through my hair.

I lowered his trousers to reveal his big boner behind white Calvin Klein underwear. I looked up at him and smirked. ‘Mehenga underwear,’ I said.

‘Bahut bol rahi tu. Abhi chup karata,’ said Vishal bhaiya. He lowered his underwear and took out his 7-inch hard dick. Grabbing my head, he pushed it inside my mouth.

I gagged a little but managed to take him in. He began fucking my mouth in a rhythm. I held his dick and began bobbing my mouth up and down. I looked up at him.

He was looking down at me with a wild expression. I could see sweat drops on his forehead even though the room was AC. I pulled back and gently licked his mushroom dickhead. He groaned loudly.

‘Bhenchod, kya chusta hai tu,’ he said. I took his dick back in. This time I began to take him deeper. ‘Pura andar le,’ he said. I slowly took it in till my nose was touching his pubes. He pushed my head down very hard.

I had tears in my eyes and saliva began drooling from the side of my mouth. I couldn’t take it anymore and pulled back with a gagging noise. I coughed and sputtered. He sat down and hugged me and began to kiss me.

He put his hands inside my tshirt and began squeezing my nipples. He took off my tshirt and tossed it aside. He pulled me to his lap and we began kissing roughly.

I took off his shirt. He then began biting my nipples. He was being very rough now. It began to pain. I almost screamed out when he put his fingers in my mouth.

I began to suck on them while he pushed them further in. ‘Aaj pelunga tujhe,’ he whispered in my ear and took his fingers out of my mouth. ‘To kar na,’ I said back. He smacked me across the face. I fell back.

‘Vishal bhaiya se aise baat. Tu to gaya ab,” he said. He turned me over on my stomach and pulled down my pants. I was wearing red colored underwear.

He smacked my butt hard. I groaned loudly. He removed his underwear completely and stuffed them in my mouth. ‘Kitna awaz karta hai,’ he said, ‘ab jitna marzi chilla koi nai sun paayega.’

He then held my hands behind my back. I was bracing for his fingers up hole.

Instead, I heard him cough up a spit and then I felt his dick enter me in one go. I bit down hard on the underwear. It pained like hell. I had tears rolling down my eyes.

He fell on my back and began fucking me roughly. He grabbed my chin and took out the underwear from my mouth. ‘Saali itni tight gaand hai teri,’ he said between fucking, ‘pehle nai mil sakta tha.’

He then turned my face and began kissing me, while increasing his fucking speed. I had never been pounded so hard in my life. I wouldn’t be able to walk straight for days. He then turned me around on my back.

‘Chodte wakt teri shakal dekhni hai,’ he said. ‘Sirf dekhoge,’ I said and pulled him down for a kiss. He began to kiss me while fucking me. The pain was turning to pleasure now.

Every thrust was hitting my prostrate, sending waves of pleasure through my body that I didn’t know were possible.

Bhaiya was now biting my lower lip and pinching my nipples. I began to stroke my dick but he pushed my hand aside. Holding my dick, he began to stroke it hard. I was sensing I was close. ‘nikalne waala hai, ‘I managed to say.

Then bhaiya did something that surprised me. He pulled his dick out and bent down and took my dick in his mouth and began stroking me harder. He began rolling his tongue over my dickhead.

This was all I needed to be pushed over the edge. I held his head and began cumming into his mouth. Spurts of cum shot into bhaiyas mouth. He then got up and came up to me. Grabbing my face, he spat my cum in to my mouth and then kissed me.

I was in a dream like state to realize what has happening. While kissing me, he put his cock back in me and began thrusting. He then moaned loudly into my mouth and began cumming. I felt the hot spurts hit my asshole walls.

Wild sex story of a horny young boy with a sexy hunk top

He kept cumming for a while and filled me up completely. He then fell on my chest, breathing loudly.

‘To kaisa laga?’ asked bhaiya. ‘Aapki reputation sach nikli. Aapke chudai me jo dum tha aaj tak kisi ke me nai tha itna,’ I said.

He just laughed and said, ‘Gaali galoch ka bura mat manna. Sex ke time nikal jaata hai.’ ‘Usi me to maza hai,’ I said.

He caressed my cheek. ‘Thapad zor se to nai laga na?’ he asked. ‘Zor se nai lagta to maza nai aata’. Bhaiya smiled at me and kissed me. It was a long kiss. He suddenly broke it and said ‘Chal chal tere ghar waale soch rahe honge tu kahan gaya.’

We began putting our clothes back on. ‘Dobara kab milega,’ he asked. ‘Aap jaise top ke liye to hum kabhi bhi haazir ho jayenge,’ I said. He adjusted my hair a little and then gave me a gentle kiss.

‘Tujh jaise ko to main apne ghar pe hi rakh lunga,’ he said. I laughed and left the office wondering what we would do if we ever met again.