After my rough night out with Negroes (details in an earlier story), my hubby questioned me about all the redness over my tits and butts. They had squeezed and pinched me so hard, that the mark stayed for a about a week. I got away claiming it to be an allergy, but my hubby was beginning to get suspicious.

So, I decided to stay away from wild sex with strangers for some time. In the mean time, a new family moved in the apartment opposite mine. There was a young cute boy, Sohail, 18 years old, and his parents, both of whom were working. It was a very friendly family, and we got close very soon. I ended up inviting him for lunch every afternoon he was home, as his parents were out at work. In spite of being a fresher in a college, he preferred to spend time home after his college hours.

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He used to come straight to my apartment after the college at about 3pm, and we had lunch together. He was a very funny guy, and a great listener too. We started going to a mall close by every alternate days, and he used to ride me on his Pulsar-150cc. I was amazed by his smoothness on his vehicle, and asked him to teach me how to ride it too. We started the same evening, and I could not learn much. He said, “Didi, let us go to a highway tomorrow, there are usually no vehicles there, and it will be easier for you. That is exactly what I was waiting for. Next afternoon, I wore my tight pants, and t-shirt without any undergarments, as I wanted to do more than just learn bike riding. The white cotton t-shirt was pretty loose, in order to avoid my nipples poking out of it early in the day.

I rode behind Sohail to the highway, and sat pretty close to him, bumping my breasts on his back, like a teenage girl. We both acted ignorant, but I knew he was enjoying it, and so was I. When we reached the highway, he asked me to take the front seat, and he sat on the pillion’s place, avoiding any contact. But soon, after some braking, he was right where I wanted. I was surprised to feel his cock poking pretty deep in the butt cheeks. I realized he too was without his undies. We both were having fun as I was learning to ride the bike, but I had no intentions of taking it any further right now. As Sohail’s cock grew behind me, my excitement was also rising, and I lost control of the bike. Sohail too could not prevent it from falling, and the bike went down.

My t-shirt got stuck in the clutch, and was torn halfway from top, exposing my breasts. We both were lying on the road. Sohail got up and gave me his hand, when he saw my breasts. “I am so sorry Sohail, I hope the bike is alright,” I said. But Sohail was not listening. He was staring at my breasts, and said, “I knew you were not wearing a bra didi, they are beautiful” He put his hand on my right breast, gently pressing it. “You are calling me didi, and feeling my breast? We were still standing just off the highway, and Sohail, took my t-shirt off. He removed his t-shirt too, and both of us were standing topless by the roadside.

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I didn’t bother, as I had not seen any traffic whatsoever till now. His hands were moving passionately all over my back, as we hugged, and started kissing. It was too passionate to interrupt him. He started with gently sucking my lips and I did the same, before it got hotter, and his tongue found its way inside my mouth. We were exchanging lots of saliva, and I was totally lost. My breasts were being pressed by his well shaped clean chest. We continued to kiss, as his hands went lower down, inside my elastic pants. He was feeling my bare ass now, and he lowered it enough to reveal them. He kept on squeezing them, and breaking the kiss, he said, “Didi, you have a wonderful tight ass.”

I was loving the way he called me didi, and kept on giving me the pleasure. He turned me around for the view, and I bent low, giving him much better view of the ass. He lowered my pants down to the thighs, and was slapping them, when I heard the noise of a truck engine. It slowed down for some time, and passed. I was loving the spanking so much that I continued to be in the same position even as the truck passed. The spanking stopped, and I felt Sohail licking my butts. It sent a tickling sensation through me, and putting my finger in my pussy, I said, “You should put it to better use, Sohail.” He knew what I meant. He picked up the bike on the center stand, and I laid down on my back on it, with my legs hanging on either side. Sohail pulled my pants down, and I was totally naked on the street.

He placed my legs on his shoulders, and started licking my cunt. He was licking very fast, and I never expected an 18 yr old boy to do it so nice. I was moaning right on the highway. Sohail lifted my hips, and placed his hands under my butts as he continued to work my cunt with his tongue. Now he was licking me and squeezing the cunt at the same time. I was wary of vehicles travelling, but this pleasure was too much for me to ask him to stop. A couple of vehicles did pass, but they did not bother us. Sohail continued to give me the pleasure, and I never wanted him to stop. I was biting my lips to stop myself from moaning. He licked me for about half an hour, when a bike with two young men stopped by. Both of us did not bother to move or stop, as the appeared harmless.

But immediately 2 more bikes with 2 guys on each stopped all of them appeared to be friends, and were talking among themselves as they continued to watch. I was beginning to get nervous. All of them were muscular, and they approached Sohail asking him to stop the act.

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Mansi was now a pure slut. She was fucked and used well by Ashraful, my Bangladeshi servant, and his friends.. She was ass-fucked, gangbanged and fucked at public places too. She was now a slut and wanted more cocks.

Later that year, I got transferred to Delhi. I had visited Delhi before and knew the place. We rented a small house in Karol Bagh. It was small but spacious, with a balcony too.

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My office was not too far from our rented house. I joined office once we were done with the setup.

One day, while I was getting ready, Mansi looked at me with a quizzed look.

“Amar, I want to learn Photography”, She said, holding my tie.

I was taken a back. I never knew she had a penchant for Photography!

“Wow! I didn’t knew you liked Photography, Mansi”, I said.

“I know..”, She moved closer too me,” I just want to keep myself busy”.

“Alright, do whatever you want”, I said as I was about to leave, “Just be sure to keep your Google Map working. I don’t want you to get lost”.

I smirked.

That day Mansi did a google search for Photography classes / Studios nearby. She found one affordable studio near Ghaziabad. She took an appointment and paid the studio a visit.

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She was there by 11 am. Since Amar wasn’t at home, she had all the time to explore and she wanted to learn photography. The name of the Studio was Jhankar studio. It was located in an old building. The lane leading to it was deserted and only a few shops were open.

“Hello, I am Mansi, I called for the photography lessons”, She said entering the studio.

A middle aged man, sitting behind the desk looked up. He was busy editing a photo on the laptop. It was a semi-nude photo on a girl. Mansi took a quick view and continued.

“Please tell me about the course and fees”.

“Sure”, the man got up and waved at her,” please come in, I’ll let you know everything”.

Mansi followed in.

Inside of the studio was dark, with only a small yellow bulb at one corner. There was a small stage / podium like structure in the middle with umbrella-lights all around it.

“Please sit”, the man said.

Mansi sat on a stool near the podium. The man went and flicked on a switch. The room was now flooding with light. Mansi saw camera equipment and other things all around her.

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“So, tell me Madam”, the man sat near Mansi,” why do you want to learn photography?”.

Mansi gave him a quizzed look.

“I mean, you are more like a Model, you know”, he shrugged,” Why don’t you try Modelling? It pays more and is better than being a photographer”.

“Ahh… I never gave it a thought, sir”, Mansi said.

“Please call me Harish”, the man said as he checked her skin tone with one of this equipment, ” Your skin is perfect for Modeling, Mansi… why don’t you go for a test photoshoot now?”.

The statement was very sudden for Mansi. She had not expected of it.

She stayed silent for a while and then nodded with hesitation.

“Don’t worry, it’s going to be a normal photo-shoot. If you do great, I will teach you photography for free. Plus you get to make more money in Modelling.” Harish said as he stood up and went to the podium.

He arranged the umbrella-lights and adjusted the view.

“Please come”, he motioned Mansi to sit on the podium.

Mansi got up and sat as instructed. She was not afraid of Modelling.

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