This is an experience from my friend Karan, who had been on a roadtrip to Nepal for some soul searching adventures. The below story is presented in his POV.
Hi readers, this is Karan Mehta, a traveller and explorer. I like to call myself as sexplorer, as I visit different places and try to hook up with the local ladies. This gives me the local taste and also fulfils my burning desires. Since I am always travelling on a budget, hooking up with the locals gives me a free space to stay with food and accommodation.
I decided to visit Nepal for some adventure, trekking and sex. I stay in Ahmedabad and decided to take a flight till Delhi. From Delhi, I planned to rent a Royal Enfield bike and head towards Nepal by road. While leaving my home, my maid showed me a pack of condom that she had found in my room. I knew she wanted a quickie sex. She took me to the kitchen and we had a quickie.
I boarded my flight and reached Delhi. It was 8 in the night and I got a room in a hotel in Aerocity. It was a cheap hotel which seemed to be a place for sex trafficking as I saw many couples coming and leaving. I had a bath and was about to go to sleep when I decided to find someone on tinder.
I swiped right continuously and within minuted got matched to a 28 year old prostitute. She was nearby and I asked her to come to my room. She came to my room in half an hour. Her name was Safiya. Safiya was fair, had long siky hair and had put on bright red lipstick. She was wearing a Burqa which she removed after entering the room. Under the burqa she was wearing a red dress.
Safiya said, "Saheb, Rs. 1000 for an hour. Kissing Rs. 200 extra and you have to use condom." Being a Gujarati, I had to negotiate. I brought down the price to Rs. 700 for 45 minuted of sex and kissing. Safiya removed her dress and I removed my clothes. She came near me and we started kissing. I fucked Safiya in various positions for half an hour after which I came. We were laying on the bed and talking.
Safiya: So Karan, what do you do?
Me: I am a traveller. What do you do apart from sex?
Safiya: I work at a spa and at night I have sex with strangers.
Me: Wow, you have sex everyday!
Safiya: But everyone is not great like you. Many times I have to sleep with old men....
At this point, Safiya got a phone call. It was from one of her regular clients. She quickly dressed up, wore her burqa and left in a jiffy without collected her money. I felt happy for getting free sex.
Next day, I picked up a bike from a rental shop, loaded it and left for Nepal. On my way, somewhere near Kanpur, there was a boy standing on the deserted highway. I thought the kid wanted a lift and stopped for him. He said that she wanted a lift till the outskirts of Patna and had no money. I called his mother to inform about his child and she requested me to get him home. Since it was on my route, I decided to let him come along with me. It was a long ride for the day and by the time we reached at his house, it was 10 pm. The boy's mother invited me to sleep at her place which I agreed.
When I reached his house, his mother was not at home. He lived in a small house on a farm land. His elder sister gave me a nice dinner. The family consisted of the boy, his mother who was a widow, his 4 sisters and 2 brothers. All of them were much elder then the boy I gave a lift to. I was asked to sleep on the terrace. This was the place where the house maid also slept. I was tired of riding the whole day and requested the maid to massage me which she started doing it. Things got a little erotic and we started kissing.
This is when the widow lady, who was wearing a white dress came to the terrace and angrily asked the maid to sleep downstairs in her room. After she leaves, the widow comes closer to me and says, " I have not had sex for 4 years. If you have it with me, I will give you my blessings and my daughter for marriage." It was dark and I could barely see her. Since there was no harm in fucking, I replied, "Aunty, I don't need your daughter for marriage and I am ready to sleep with you." She slapped me and said, "Don't call me aunty. Call me Faiza and I am your begum tonight."
I thought about what was with my luck with Muslim woman on this trip. Faiza removed my pants and started sucking my cock until it was hard. Then she lowered her pyjama and laid on the bed. I entered Faiza from behind and she started moaning. Her moaning grew louder and louder until her children came to the terrace to watch what was happening. Faiza shooed them away but they kept staring at us without saying anything. Faiza asked me to continue with sex and not be bothered by them.
Faiza continued having sex with me in different positions and moaning even louder. Finally we slept after we were exhausted of having sex. I woke up at 9 when the maid had come to wake me up. She said, "Faiza behen has said I can have sex with you once. Come with me to that corner. The maid took me to a corner of the terrace and lowered her pyjama and stood facing the wall. I was not much interested in fucking her and thus finished in just 5 minutes.
I came downstairs and was treated by 'madarchod' abuses by Faiza's children. Faiza came and defended me and took me to her room and locked the door. I was shocked to see Faiza in broad daylight. She was a dark skinned woman in her 50s with red henna dyed hair. She was one of the ugliest woman I had seen. I could not believe that it was the same woman I enjoyed fucking last night. Faiza hugged me and thanked me for last night. She removed her gold chain and put it on my neck and said, "Karan, this is a sign of love that I have for you. Do visit me again and we will have more sex. And do consider my offer of getting married to my daughter."
Faiza kissed me and it led to another round of sex. But this time I could see the smile on Faiza's ugly face. It made me realize that it is important to give sex to ugly women. Faiza kept fucking me for an hour or so. It was finally time for me to leave. While leaving, she gave me a tiffin of her meat delicacies and a big kiss in front of her children. She looked at her children and said, "He is your step-father!" We exchanged contact number and I promised to visit her again.
I left on my bike for Kathmandu. While riding, I was thinking about only Faiza. Even though she was ugly, I was partially in love with her. Without losing my focus, I concentrated on what was for me next in Nepal. I reached Kathmandu in 2 days and checked into a hostel. There I started using tinder to find some place to crash into. I got matched with a woman named Binita Sharma.
I started chatting with her and upon chatting, she agreed to let me stay at her place provided I agree to sleep with her and her husband. She also said that they would be recording the sex for their pleasure. Since I was getting free food and stay for 20 days, I agreed to her conditions and went to her home.
I was welcomed by Binita and her husband Prasad. They were in their 30s and had no children. They lived in a small apartment. As soon as I entered, I was made to wear a costume and taken to their bedroom. There, Prasad was holding a camera and Binita said that I had to fuck her while Prasad records it. I was explained the script by Prasad who was directing the movie and I fucked Binita in the same way. I had sex with Binita in 3 different positions.
After the movie was recorded, Binita said, "Oh Karan, your stamina is too low. Here take these pills and you will be strong for hours." I took those pills and got an instant hard on. This time Prasad pounced on me and started riding me. It was my first time with a man. Binita was not recording, but Prasad was enjoying it. Later, Binita too joined in while putting the camera on recording and I had the first MMF threesome of my life.
After our sex was over, we sat down for lunch and had some conversation.
Prasad: So Karan, we run a local porn production company and you are our latest actor.
Binita: And you will have to sleep with some other actors as well other than us.
Me: But I thought you were a couple seeking adventures.
Binita: Yes, we are darling. See my friend Charu is coming to fuck you in the evening.
Prasad: Trust me you will enjoy it. And don't worry, your face will be blurred.
Me: Oh, thats great.
We finished our lunch and I still had a hard dick from the pill that Binita gave me. She said that it would not go until the night. Binita did give me a blowjob and I cummed in her mouth, but I again got a hard dick. Somehow, I wanted to have more sex. Prasad quickly called someone and within minutes, a woman in her 40s was present at the door.
Prasad took us to the bedroom and made us have sex. It was more of a forced sex for me as I was being recorded. The next 20 days were spent fucking random ladies and getting recorded. Most of the sex was unprotected. I was given lunch and dinner and not allowed to leave the apartment. Finally on my last day, Binita handed me a bundle of cash and said, "Honey, this is your salary for fucking all the ladies and getting recorded." I received 2 lakh rupees for having sex like an animal for 20 days.
I was sick of having sex everyday and decided to take a break. I went to a monastery in Nepal and decided to stay there in return of voluntary work. I stayed there for a week without sex and felt rejuvenated. I now desperately wanted sex. This is when I got a call from Faiza. She said, "Darling, my elder daughter is getting married next week. Please come here if you can for the wedding." I decided to go to Faiza's place and stay with her for a month or so.
Since it had been more than a moth of me being outside my home, I decided to call my mom and inform her about my plans. I said, "Mummy, I am here in Nepal and will be staying at my friend's farm in Bihar for a month before returning home." My mom replied, "Bhenchod, I know what you are up to. I found the condom the day you left and the maid has told me everything. Now after to come home, I am going to get you engaged to the maid's daughter."
After the bitter talk with my mom, I left for my lady love's farm. After a day of tiring ride, I reached Faiza's place. But all the tiredness vanished when Faiza ordered her daughter to give me a massage. Faiza's daughter Ayesha gave me a good massage and I slept on her laps.
Next day, the house was packed with Faiza's relatives as it was the wedding day. I helped Faiza's children in the decoration work. I could not get time to spend alone time with Faiza. Finally at night, Faiza's daughter Ayesha got married in a small ceremony at the farm and left for her in-laws place. All the relatives left except for Faiza's mother. Faiza told her mother about love life with me.
Faiza's mother, Nushrat was in her 70s, had white hair and wrinkles. She laughed at the thought of me loving Faiza. She said, "Faiza, some of your children are elder than him. I want to see you guys kiss." Faiza immediately came closer and kissed me. Nushrat too came forward and started kissing me. She was the oldest woman I had kissed. Nushrat got horny and decided to have sex with me. I was not willing to have sex with her. Just as I was about to run from there, she called her grand sons Abdul and Rahim. They held me on the floor and stripped me while Nushrat sat on my hard dick and started riding it. I was getting raped by a 70 year old woman. All this while, Faiza was standing still and laughing.
After Nushrat got herself satisfied, she said, "Now I understand why Faiza loves you. I love you too beta. See you sometime soon" and she left. Faiza's son, Abdul who is 4 years elder to me said, "Abbu, maja aaya? How does it feel fucking my mom?" I cried while going to sleep as I was raped for the first time and I did not enjoy the sex with Nushrat.
Next day, I started helping Faiza's sons in their farming activities. I started making good friends with Abdul and Rahim. Later at night, I used to fuck their mom, Faiza. Faiza did try to convince me to marry her daughters but I disagreed. This continued for about a month until it was time for me to leave.
On my last day, Faiza took me to the terrace and stripped naked. We had sex for the last time. I enjoyed her red hair, dark face for the last time. This time we were having sex in broad daylight and her children were watching us and did not bother at all. While leaving, Faiza asked me to drop her daughter, Fatima to Delhi. She was studying there and had come back for the wedding.
I took Fatima along with me to Delhi. On the way, Fatima kept telling me that she wanted to fuck me like her mom. Finally on reaching Delhi, we decided to stay at a hotel for a night and she would not tell anything to her mom. Fatima was 19 years old, slim, fair and beautiful. She removed her hijab and clothes and started sucking my cock like she had seen her mom do to me.
Fatima was a virgin and was clueless on how to proceed with sex. I guided her and gently took her virginity. Her pain slowly converted to pleasure and she started moaning. This was when Faiza called me. I pulled out immediately and picked up the call. Faiza said, "Darling, I am pregnant. We are going to be parents." I got shocked and hanged the call after congratulating her.
I started fucking Fatima again and we started enjoying it. This continued for an hour or so after which we slept. Next morning, I woke up early and left the hotel room after kissing Fatima who was still asleep. I took a flight to Ahmedabad where my mom was waiting to beat the shit out of me. But that will be continued in another story.