Fucked the salesgirl in the warehouse

Hello, readers, I am back with another story that happened a month back. I hope you guys will like it.

Let me introduce myself. I am a 23-year-old software engineer from India, hailing from a middle-class family. I take pride in maintaining my physical fitness.

I have 6 packs and a huge 15 cm dick. I stand at a height of 5 feet 7 inches. My well-defined abs and biceps are the result of my dedication to fitness.

Now, let me tell you about Shruti, the chubby, hot, and juicy girl who caught my eye a couple of months ago at the mall. Shruti is a salesgirl at one of the clothing stores. She has a body that would make anyone’s head turn.

She is a little chubby. Her body looks just like Angela white’s body, everything adds to her charm. Her curves are in all the right places, and her juicy body is enough to make any man weak in the knees. She has a beautiful face with expressive brown eyes.

Her dark hair falls in soft waves around her shoulders. Her voluptuous breasts, the size of mangoes, were accentuated by her fitted top. Her wide hips and round bottom gave her a sensual, hourglass figure. It all started a couple of months ago when I went shopping with my parents at the mall.

While I was looking for clothes, I heard someone come close to me and ask, “Why are you here?” I turned around to see a chubby, hot, and juicy girl standing there with a confused look on her face.

“I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else,” I said, flashing her a smile. She blushed and apologized, but I could see the spark in her eyes. I took this opportunity to introduce myself and strike up a conversation.

She immediately apologized for the mistake, but I didn’t mind. I took the opportunity to flirt with her a little, but since I was there with my parents, I couldn’t do much.

I visited the mall again, and this time, I made it a point to speak with Shruti. We were attracted to each other, and we exchanged our contact details. We started chatting every day, getting to know each other better.

One afternoon, Shruti called me when her shift was over. I followed her to the lift, and we found ourselves alone. Before she could say anything, I grabbed her pussy, and she was taken aback. But she didn’t resist, and I could see the desire in her eyes. She was in shock, but she liked what I did.

We made our way to the warehouse, and in the dim light, I could see her body glistening with sweat. I removed her clothes passionately, taking in the sight of her plump breasts and curvy waist. She was wearing a lacy bra and matching panties, and I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer.

I kissed her deeply, tasting the sweetness of her lips. My hands wandered all over her body, feeling her soft curves. I couldn’t get enough of her, and I wanted more. I unhooked her bra, and her breasts spilt out, revealing her hard nipples. I took them in my mouth, sucking and biting them gently.

Shruti moaned with pleasure, running her fingers through my hair. She was enjoying every moment of it, and I could see the desire in her eyes.

I then removed her panties, revealing her wet pussy. I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer, and I dived into her, tasting her juices. She tasted sweet and tangy, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I licked and sucked her clit, and she moaned louder.

I then got up and entered her. She was tight and wet, and I could feel her muscles clenching around my cock. I thrust in and out of her, and she moaned with pleasure. We moved in rhythm, and it felt like we were made for each other.

Shruti’s breasts bounced with every thrust, and I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. I took one of her breasts in my mouth, sucking and biting it gently. She moaned with pleasure, and I could feel her orgasm building up.

I thrust harder and faster, and she cried out with pleasure. Her orgasm hit her like a wave, and her muscles clenched around my cock. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I came inside her, filling her with my juices.

We lay there, panting and spent, and I couldn’t believe what had just happened.

Shruti was lying there, with her breasts exposed, and I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. I took her breasts in my hands, feeling their softness. She was still in a daze, and she smiled at me.

I kissed her deeply, and I could feel the love between us. It was a moment I would never forget and a moment that would stay with me forever.

Shruti was a chubby, hot, and juicy girl with a heart of gold. She was confident, outgoing, and had a great sense of humour. And most importantly, she was mine. I knew that I couldn’t let her go, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

And so, we started dating, and we were inseparable. We spent every moment together, exploring each other’s bodies and souls. We laughed, cried, and made love, and we knew that we were meant for each other.

Our love story was a testament to the fact that appearances don’t matter. Shruti was chubby, but that only added to her charm. She was hot and juicy, and she had a body that would make any man weak in the knees. But most importantly, she had a heart of gold, and she loved me for who I was.

I was a middle-class Indian software engineer, and Shruti was a salesgirl at a clothing store. But none of that mattered because we were in love. And in the end, that’s all that mattered. We continued to explore each other’s bodies and souls, and we never got tired of each other.

Our love story was a roller coaster ride, but it was a ride we both enjoyed. I will never forget that afternoon in the warehouse when I grabbed Shruti’s pussy, and she took me to the warehouse and fucked me. It was a moment of passion, a moment of lust, and a moment of love.

It was a moment that defined our relationship and a moment that I will always treasure. Shruti was my chubby, hot, and juicy girl, and I was her fit and handsome man. And together, we made the perfect couple. We had our ups and downs, but we never let anything come between us.

Our love for each other was unconditional, and it was a love that would last a lifetime. In the end, it was all about love, passion, and desire. It was about two people exploring each other’s bodies and souls. It was about two people coming together in love and passion.

And that’s the story of how I met Shruti, the chubby, hot, and juicy girl who stole my heart.

Hope you guys enjoyed the story. If you guys liked this story and want to give me a review, or if there’s any girl/woman who wants to connect and have fun, please message/mail me at [email protected]. Thank you.

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