Hi! All!! This is a really HORNY BOY (bdhotguy2000@yahoo.com) from Dhaka, Bangladesh. I am a very big fan on this site. I have read all the stories. But I dont have any story of myself to share with you people. Because in the age of 20, I am still a virgin guy. But I can share my FANTASIES and STORIES with you. Right? Heres a story for you… 
Mita rushed from the room, her curvaceous ass undulating as she almost ran down the hall to the bedroom. Stripping off her Jeans and Shirt. Mita ran her hands over her bra and then removed it. Her luscious breasts spilled from the brassiere cups, standing out from her rib cage. Her quivering, pink-tipped nipples firm from hinking about screwing. It would be nice if someone would touch her nipples.

 She quickly rushed into the shower, lathered her body with soap suds and hot water, then just as quickly rinsed with cold water, almost leaping out of the shower to dry, humming while she rubbed the towel over her body until it glowed from the cold water rinse and the towel.

 Mita Akhter stood nude in front of the bathroom mirror while she applied her make up. Her glowing complexion required very little aid from the few items of make-up sitting on the wash basin cabinet. However, Mita enjoyed making the best of her looks. A touch of blue eye shadow on the lids of her big black eyes. A quick touch of eyeliner from a dark pencil outlined her lids, a little line drawn outward to make her already wide extra long lashed sensual eyes look even more sensual. A brush dusted in a pale pink blush make-up, applied to her high cheek bones brought just a highlight of color to her pink cheeks.

 Carefully, the beautiful lady unscrewed the top of her lipstick and applied the glossy color to her full lower lip then more lightly to her upper lip. Satisfied, she stepped back one step, looked at herself in the mirror, turning her head first one way, then the other. "Not bad for an old lady of thirty-two," Mita thought.  She had no complaints about her thick mop of long black hair, with a hint of a soft natural curl which made it easy to both shampoo and brush. Mita's milk white skin can make anyone's heart stop beating. She placed her hands on her hips, thrusting out her breasts, looking at herself in the mirror. The thick curls of fur on her pussy were exactly the same color and softness of curl as the hair crowning her head. The line of hair ending at the bottom of her firm belly was so straight that it looked as if it were shaved by a razor.

 Her breasts were another matter entirely. They were a shade too heavy for her slim torso and very tiny waist. Mita normally wore a thirty six bra with a true fit somewhere between a C cup and a D cup. The last time Mita had used a tape measure, she had a figure that totaled out to thirty six and a half around her chest, a very tiny twenty-three around her waist and her buttocks were thirty five inches when measured at the fullest part of her ass.

 Mita turned around, looking at her naked buttocks and back over her shoulder, practicing a sexy look, eyes half closed, wetting her full lower lip with the tip of her pink tongue. She wriggled her body at her image in the mirror, looking at the deep cleft between the cheeks of her ass, watching to see how firm she was. The protruding cheeks of her ass were so firm that they hardly even quivered, even though they stuck out almost more than she would have liked. Her full boobs, were another story. They quivered, shivered and jiggled like jell-o any time she moved and were the part of her anatomy that men always looked at hard, after they finished staring at her face. Sometimes it became most embarrassing the way men stared at her tits, even though it did turn her on and make her feel especially sexy. When they looked, she would fantasize about fucking the man staring at her, with him sucking and making love to her tits.

 That was if she was facing a man. If he was behind her, Mita knew that it was her curved ass that they liked as they looked. One of her favorite tricks, was to look suddenly over her shoulder and catch some poor man staring at her ass, look him straight in the eye and then smile. Most of the time they got caught looking and they turned red and looked away, but sometimes, when they smiled back, Mita would feel the heated moisture gather in the folds of her soft pussy.

 Casting her eyes over her nude body, Mita decided that she was lucky that she was a beautiful woman as she dashed from the bathroom to her closet. She slid the hangers in her closet to find a dress to get the attention of men. Quickly finding a pair of new panties in her dresser, she changed into the new lacy bikini bottoms that didn't cover much of the curvaceous cheeks of her ass.  Slipping the red sleeveless blouse through her hands, Mita buttoned it to leave a generous cleavage of her soft tits showing. Then she put the red petticoat on and tied the knot at a little higher from her vagina, leaving her deep sexy navel exposed. It made her luscious figure even more sensual. Then she rolled and put on her red chiffon sari. She then looked at the mirror and became proud once  more of herself. After dressing and a little make up, Mita snapped off her bedroom light and left the bedroom, sauntering downstairs.

 Mita twirled to show off her dress, the red dress made the white lady even more beautiful. Her full tits strained against the warm fabric, quivering with no support from a bra. Her husband, Manik, admired her dress, patted her curved ass and grabbed her hand. He had a thought of pulling that dress off her gorgeous body and fuck her right there on the floor. They decided to go to a movie that evening. The theater was dark and Manik guided Mita to the steps that led to the upper balcony, walking higher until they were at the back row. Peering into the dark, they both tried to see if anyone was in the seats at the rear. Just then, the rear rows were illuminated when one of the patrons lit a cigarette. Manik led Mita as they settled into the soft seats. Of the thirty or so seats in the last row, most were empty, as they sat back and looked at the screen. After sometime, the sex scenes were being showed quite often. The film showed two young women licking on the erect cock of a young man lying on the floor of what appeared to be a living room. Both girls slowly sucking and twirling their wet, pink tongues around the head of his prick and one held his testicles, gently kneading and squeezing. Mita watched with interest. Her initial embarrassment being in the theater slowly leaving her, as the three beautiful people on the screen progressed into ever increasing sexual situations. The male ran his hands over the tits of one girl, pressing the soft flesh and pinching the pink nipple gently, then running his hand down to slide a finger into the wet hole of the other. The juicy cunt he was finger-fucking left a slick coating of oily lubricating wetness on his finger.

 Mita could feel the juices from her own pussy wetting her opening and she squirmed slightly in the seat and leaned over closer to Manik's arm. Manik pulled her sari a little high and caressed her thigh, running his hand over the fullness of her upper leg. His fingers touching the hem of her dress, raising it and drifting his fingers over the smooth warmth of her leg. His hand drew her dress higher and his fingers touched the silky band at the crotch of her new panties, feeling the hot slick wetness seeping through the silky fabric. Mita squirmed again, slightly spreading her thighs so Manik's fingers could have access to her tingling cunt. She kept her eyes on the screen while his finger teased at her pussy through the wetness of her panties. Her breathing became shorter as he stroked the length of the crevice between her thighs, probing and moving around in the sweet, wet junction buried in her cunt hairs. Mita sensed a movement to her right and saw a man moving closer to them. He seated himself one seat over, leaving an empty seat between them. Mita started to pull her dress down over her exposed thighs and then realized that whatever the man could see was no different than what he could see on the screen. At first, she felt uncomfortable with the stranger sitting so close to her, then on second thought, she felt the sexual thrill of his voyeurism.

 She watched him out of the corner of her eyes. He was not watching them. Not directly, but his head was turned closer to them than to the screen. She was very excited by the thought of that man watching her husband stroke her pussy through the thin covering of her panties, knowing she could turn him on even more by showing him much more of her long legs and thighs. Mita tried to imagine what the stranger was thinking. "Look at that sexy lady and the guy with her. I bet she's getting turned on with his fingers in her pussy. I'd like to fuck her. I'd like to see her cunt. Maybe if I move over closer, I could see better." In response to her own thoughts and urges, Mita squirmed, sliding down in the seat, moving her sari higher and very slowly exposing her thighs up to her new panties. She glanced over at the man on her right, finding that he'd turned his head and was staring at her legs and Manik's caressing fingers on her hot pussy. Mita squirmed around more in the seat, looking directly at the man's face, raising the hem of her sari higher, opening her legs to give him a better view. He stared harder at her legs and thighs, looking at her panties, tempting Mita to give him a really good show. Mita whispered in Manik's ear, "Dear, I've got to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back." She carefully made her way past the others in the row, undulating down the steps at the side and slowly moving to see if she could catch sight of any of the men masturbating. One man had both hands in his lap, moving, but before Mita could see if he had his prick out, she was past him, not wanting to stop and look back.

 Leaving the rest room, Mita walked to the top of the stairs, slowly swinging her hips as she climbed, glancing at the men as she passed, moving to the rear row. Mita looked down at the lap of the man who had been seated to her right. She slowed as she brushed by his knees, waited for him to stand up and then pressed her firmly curved ass against him as he stood to let her pass. Mita imagined that she could feel the swelling bulge of the man's prick against her firm ass as she slithered slowly past, squirming her buttocks over and against his groin. She paused, pressing her ass harder against him, squirming slightly, teasing him with the firm roundness of her buttocks, pleased with the feeling of sexual excitement  growing in her loins. After sitting by her husband, she again looked over at the man, noticing now that he had both hands in his lap, covering his groin. "Bet he has a hard cock under those hands." thought Mita, "Watching those people on the screen probably has his cock dripping and he is holding it down. I hope I made it harder when I brushed against him."

 Manik put a hand back on her leg, fingers slipping slowly, ever so slowly, up her soft inner thighs, reaching for her pussy. Manik almost jumped as his fingers touched the soft ringlets of hair around her bare cunt, his fingers feeling the seeping moisture gathered at the pulpy slit between her legs. She whispered in his ears, "I took them off so you could get a good feel! The trip to the bathroom was an excuse." Manik's fingers sought the wet opening when she opened her thighs wider and raised her ass to let his fingers probe her slit. Mita pulled her sari from beneath her ass, pulling it up until her long slim legs were visible in the dim light. Shen then pulled the "Pallu" of her Sari down and her slim curved tummy was exposed. Her soft and curly pussy hair clearly visible in the reflected light from the screen.

 She made an oblique glance at the man on her right to see if he had noticed her open thighs, and again, imagined his thoughts. "Look at that cunt. My cock's so hard I think I'll sneak it out and flog it a little while I watch her get finger fucked." Mita decided that she'd try to encourage the man to bring his prick out where she could see it. Her face turned to the screen, but her eyes watched the stranger out of the corner. Mita watched, holding her breath, as his zipper drew slowly and quietly down. His hand slithering into the opening as he opened his fly. Mita watched as he felt down inside, fishing for his cock, then slowly, slowly easing it past the metal teeth of his zipper.

 She felt moisture gush from the folded pink lips of her pussy as he took his cock out. Sneaking it up, holding one hand over the head, covering the rest of his cock with the other. He was softly and surreptitiously stroking it beneath his hands until she turned and stared directly at his hands. Slowly his hand uncovered his cock, exposing his organ to her. Stroking his large, meaty prick slowly, while he stared at the wet junction between her open legs.

Hard and impressive, his thick dick filled his stroking hand, the upper length showing over his moving fist as he stroked. The thickness, even in the dim reflected light from the screen, was most impressive to the sexually excited housewife. Mita's already wet pussy emitted even more honey, as she looked with unabashed glee at the semi-erect organ that she'd enticed into the open. Although his eyes didn't seem to leave the screen, his hand continued stroking and Mita knew he was aware of her watching him jerk off his cock. He raised his body, lowering his arm to allow an unobstructed view of his masturbation.  In the mean time, Manik moved his head back, his finger pressing harder on her swollen and slippery clit. Mita turned her head back to watch the prick being stroked a few feet away from her eyes, while the pressure of Manik's finger brought her to a long shuddering climax. Her wetness washed over Manik's fingers as her breathing caught in the sheer sensuality of her husband's fingers buried in her pussy and a stranger's big, hot prick being masturbated before her eyes at the same time.

 Mita became more aware of the masturbator's eyes, looking up for a glance at his face. His eyes were fastened to the fingers at the junction of her slim legs as he continued to raise and lower his hand on his long prick. If anything, Mita got more turned on. Spreading her legs even more, her fingers slipped down to raise her sari still higher. Slowly, her fingers pressed the cloth of her sari and petticoat against her smooth thighs, slowly pulling the soft dress higher on her legs, while watching the man's face. The stranger leaned forward in his seat to watch the sari being hiked higher on her slim legs, while Mita wriggled with pleasure as she continued to raise the hem to allow him an unobstructed view of her pussy. She paused with the hemline of her sari just below her wet warm pussy, then squirmed on the seat and raised the hem past the curly ringlets of her pussy, while staring at his face.

 His intense gaze was centered on her cunt, his hand fondling his erect prick with lusty abandon at the show Mita was putting on for him. Enjoying the feeling of sensuality, she now toyed with the buttons of the blouse, slowly unfastening them one by one. When the last of the buttons were undone, Mita shrugged her shoulders. Her blouse opened. She slowly lifted her fingers to the opening, pulling the blouse open past the nipples of her naked breasts. Taking a deep breath, Mita shrugged her shoulders, spilling her soft full breasts out of the opening, where they stood proudly, jiggling in the reflected light of the screen. Manik's voice in her ear said, "I think you just came with a finger in your pussy, while you watched the movie. Did you like having a finger in your wet cunt while you watch a hardcore movie?"

 "Oh yes!  I'm hotter than a firecracker, just watching and having you feel me. I like watching those." But she thought "My dear Husband, if u knew what is turning me on!" and smiled. Manik's fingers left her pussy to slide the zipper of his pants and quickly his throbbing, erect penis was standing from his lap like a spear. Her fingers curled around Manik's prick, feeling the good, strong hardness and began to stroke him. Suddenly she had a naughty idea. She slowly lowered her right arm and hand to the empty seat between them, palm up, fingers curling as though holding his prick as her wrist made small jerking motions on the empty seat, as if she had his cock in her empty hand and was masturbating it. The stranger looked at her hand, then her face to see her level eyes open with invitation as she opened her naked thighs wider for his inspection.

 With slow movements, he slipped from his seat into the empty seat next to Mita, as she removed her arm from the seat and rested it on the armrest between them. Her hand was hanging over the armrest. Mita removed the stranger's hand from his cock and replaced it with her own. She let a small moan escape her as she thrilled to the feel of another man's cock in her hand. She marveled at its hardness and heat.

 Now, with both pricks in her hands, Mita found and kept a rhythm, jerking both men off. It was obvious that they both were enjoying the sexy women jerking them off in public. They were both moaning and beginning to hump their hips in response to her movements. Very shortly and from long experience, she knew Manik was about to come. She maintained her movements, stroking the length of both cocks and was soon rewarded with a loud moan from Manik and a long spurt of his cum up and into the light from the screen. The stranger must have been watching, because almost immediately, he, too, shot stream after stream of thick cum on to the back of the seat in front of him.

 Mita never felt hotter than she did at that second. Her hands were covered with the men's cooling cum, so she dressed again loosely and made her way out to the restroom. She was almost to the Ladies' room door when she realized she was being followed. She turned to find a 18 years old young boy stepping up to her. He smiled a charming smile, "I was watching your performance up there. You are terrific." Mita returned his smile, "You're a bad boy to be watching other people. You should be punished." "Sure. I have come to get punishment from you. How about jerking me off, now?" "Why, how crude! Why should I?"  

The boy grinned and lowered his zipper, "How's this for a reason?" He had produced a very hard and very large cock, pointing directly at Mita. Mita got turned on by a so young boy, who was to get attracted towards young virgin. But he was getting attracted towards her. "I'm not going to jerk that monster off, but follow me."

 They both stepped into the Ladies' room. Mita raised her sari up to her waist as she leaned back against the cold porcelain of a sink. The boy walked his big cock up to and into Mita's hot, steamy, dripping cunt. There were no niceties. Both knew that this was going to be fast and furious, each seeking a needed release with the help of the other. The boy was young and strong and pounded his hardness into her tight cunt. Out and in, almost its entire length on each stroke. Mita, fully aroused by the dual jerkoff in the theater, was near a colossal climax when the boy penetrated her. Now, just a few strokes later, she surrendered totally to the immense wave of the orgasm that was washing over every cell in her body. The boy continued his pounding and Mita continued coming, moaning, grunting, almost shouting with the pleasure each stroke was giving her. The boy speeded up his thrusts, grunting, "Yea, oh, yea!" through his gritted teeth. Mita could feel him tense up with his approaching orgasm and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Come on! Fuck me! Really shove it into me! Fill my cunt with your cum!" It was all the urging the young man needed. His cock erupted in her steaming cunt. Each of his thrusts was now lifting Mita's feet off the floor with its force and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Finally, the boy slowed his assault on her pussy. His cock made a loud slurping noise as he removed it from her tight, wet cunt, causing both of them to laugh. The young man was zipping up when he smiled at Mita and said, "I know it's a corny joke, but...Thanks, I really did need that! I was a virgin." Mita gave him a small kiss on the cheek and walked out the Ladies's room door and back to her seat.  girls and ladies of any age, any type wanna be friends or more… mail me at bdhotguy2000@yahoo.com…..)