Friends, this story will be a bit long. As you may have read in the title (56 days), I won't be writing about every day, but I will definitely cover 7 to 8 days that I like. I will try to depict every sexual encounter with Disha in full detail and with the same sensuality we experienced.
There will be more characters in the story, so please wait for my stories and do let me know in the comment box how you liked my story and where else I need to improve in it.
So far, you've read about how I've been stuck with Disha Patani at her Mumbai home for 21 days during the lockdown. Or rather, this hot and sexy actress has been stuck with me for 21 days of sex.
Well, nothing happened on the first night and the next day, Disha could only see my penis and I could only see her sexy body, but by the end of the next day, we both became very hot and kept getting carried away.
But now the atmosphere is hot and sexy and I am fully hopeful that tonight is going to be one of the memorable nights of my life.
Now further...
When I looked at her, Disha was standing there in a black nightdress. The dress was held on a thin string over her shoulders, covering her entire lower legs. However, the side of her left leg was open from the waist down.
I was mesmerized by seeing her in this form, then controlling myself I asked her: Yes Disha.
And Disha asked me out for a drink. (Her facial expression was different, but it wasn't angry. This gave me the confidence that perhaps the next 20 days and nights from tonight onwards could be the best moments of my life.) We sat down to drink, and after each peg, we started talking.
My penis was already erect after looking at the cuts on her sexy body all day.
I was wearing the only trousers I had and the bulge of my penis was clearly visible in it, which Disha had also seen.
And to hide this condition of my penis, I bent down to pick up the pillow lying next to Disha and Disha's entire glass of wine fell on me.
The glass of wine spilled through my T-shirt onto my pants and underwear. You all know that wine stains are irresistible. Disha apologized and began wiping the wine off my clothes, and in her haste, her hand landed on my erect penis.
I don't know what happened to Disha at that moment, but even if it was just for a moment, she grabbed my penis over my pants and started measuring its length. It must have only lasted two or three seconds, but it definitely ignited a spark of lust in both of us.
I quickly stood up and began cleaning my clothes, apologizing to Disha (actually, it was my fault; I had spilled the wine while trying to pick up the pillow). Disha said, "Hold me the clothes quickly, let me wash them." I told her that there was no need for that, as I didn't have any other clothes to wear.
He then said, "Put on that morning dhoti (lungi). If we don't wash these clothes right away, the wine stains won't go away at all." I found his point true, because the wine had even reached my penis (meaning my underwear was completely covered in wine. And after I stood up, all the wine flowed from my T-shirt, down my waist, into my underwear, and from there, down my thighs, and onto my legs.)
I quickly went into the bathroom (here I should tell you that after being together the whole day, I could now easily go to Disha's room and at that time also we were in Disha's room and I used her bathroom) and after taking off all my clothes, I immediately put them in the washing machine and stood under the shower myself.
After showering, I asked Disha to give me a lungi, but my penis hadn't forgotten the beautiful moments in the kitchen and remained erect. I pressed my erect penis against my stomach and tied the knot of the lungi over it. I put on the lungi and left the bathroom.
When I came out, Disha was using her mobile phone and wearing earphones. I stood near her bed and called out to her, but she couldn't hear me because the music was so loud. I touched her shoulder and she suddenly turned around, startled, and one of her earphones fell off the bed.
And it fell near my feet. Before I could bend, Disha bent down while sitting on the bed and started picking up her earphone. As she bent down, her head rubbed against my dhoti and when she picked up the earphone and started turning her face upwards, the knot of my dhoti (which had probably become a little loose and pulled apart due to being tied on the penis) got opened. And before I could understand anything, my penis directly hit Disha's face and after touching Disha's lips, it moved a little away from her face.
Now Disha was staring intently at my penis, her pink lips just a few inches away. Her eyes lit up at the sight of my penis, and I saw her tongue flicking across her lips.
Disha's hands were now moving towards my penis, and as soon as her hands touched it, I quickly bent down, picked up my lungi, and tied it back around my waist. But now my penis was no longer under the knot of the lungi; it was standing straight up, holding the lungi up.
The room was now pin-drop silent. I apologized. She told me it wasn't your fault; you tried to hide it (pointing to my penis), but the lungi opened and it happened. Then she said, "I'm feeling a little bored, can we talk for a while?"
I said, "Why not?" But she looked back at my penis and said, "You do something about it first."
I said, "I can't do anything about it now; it's natural, and he can't sit like this anymore." Disha blushed a little at this and smiled. Then she said, "Come and sit here, so you can get some rest." I sat on the other side of her bed, and pulled the blanket from the bed over me, covering myself up to my waist.
We both became so engrossed in our conversation that we didn't even realize it was 11 o'clock. We also shared personal details, like where I was from and what my mom and dad did. She also told us a lot about herself, like her likes and dislikes, family, and friends. We were drinking wine while we talked, which, as always, was kept on the bed.
Our conversation turned to relationships, and she asked me about my girlfriend, so I told her I had a girlfriend and we were very close. She asked, "You've been in Mumbai for so long, so don't you miss her?" I told her I missed her a lot, but what could I do? I told her that my girlfriend and I hadn't seen each other in almost three months because we both travel to other cities frequently for our jobs.
After listening to me, she asked, "Sir, are you just in a relationship or are you going further?" I understood her hint, but pretending to be ignorant, I said, "I didn't understand." Disha said, "You're not that naive, but if you want to hear it straight, then tell me whether you two had sex or not."
I was surprised by his direct question but then composed myself and said, this is not left in today's times but yes, not for almost 3 months.
Before she could say anything after I spoke, I threw some personal questions at her. "You and Tiger too?"
Disha did not give any answer to this but when I told her that your friend has said this and I have also not hidden anything then it is my right to ask this much.
She smiled at me and said, "Yes, I, Tiger, and I have been in a relationship for a long time." I replied, "Disha, the whole of India knows that you and Tiger are in a relationship. I'm just asking, how many times have you and Tiger dated?"
She asked me, "How many times?" But I was a little shy. Disha said, "If I can ask you directly whether you had sex or not, then why are you feeling shy?" Her words hurt my ego, and I asked her, "You tell me, how many times has Tiger fucked you?"
I myself was not expecting such words and Disha started staring at me and before I could speak, she laughed loudly and then said, we have been in a relationship for a long time but we cannot live life like normal people, so you can say that it is very less.
So I said, "Just tell me when was the last time you had sex?" (Now, I was using such words a little bit because Disha was a very bold girl and she had no problem with such words).
When I said this, Disha's laughter stopped immediately and her expression completely changed. I asked her if she was sorry if I was being too vulgar.
On this, Disha said, no, it is not like that, but Tiger and I have not had sex for the last two years because for the last two years, both of us have taken up a lot of movies and were busy shooting them.
I blurted out, "Say whatever you want, Tiger is an idiot, otherwise how can someone who has Disha Patani as his girlfriend stay for two years. If I were in his place..." and after saying this I became silent because I felt that maybe I had said too much.
But my eyes were fixed on Disha's developing breasts, which she had also noticed.
Disha completed my incomplete sentence and said, tell me what would you have done if you were in Tiger's place.
When I did not say anything, she said to provoke me, "Tell me what would you do or will you just keep looking at my breasts like an idiot."
And her words hurt my manhood, and I said, "If I were in Tiger's place, I would fuck you every day." (I was afraid to say this.)
She glanced at me once but said nothing and began making another peg, which was even stronger than the first. As soon as I picked up my glass, she told me to down-sip (drink the entire glass in one breath), and we both took our glasses in one gulp, drinking as if we were drinking water.
And as soon as we finished, we put our glasses down (we both drank them in about the same time). I asked her, "Disha, will you tell me something?"
He said, "Yes, Shyam, ask." I said, "What is your figure?"
So she said that you are a big fan of mine and you don't even know my figure." So I said that it is not necessary to have the correct figure on the internet, that is why I asked.
On this Disha said, "So you have been staring at my breasts for so long, so you must have guessed their size?"
I said, "Now, just by looking at her, you won't be able to tell her figure."
So Disha said, "Then find out as you can." And then she said, "If you want, you can measure my entire figure tonight. Now you see how to measure it. If you can't find out by looking, then you can try some other way." And after saying this, a killer smile came on her face.
As soon as she said this, there was a strong surge in my penis and its excitement was about to burst. I said, "What...what are you saying, are you in your senses, it seems you are high." Disha quickly pulled off the sheet covering me and pointing towards my erect penis, asked, "Is this also high?"
Now Disha said to me, "Tell me what is its size for you", then I said that I have never measured it but if you want then you can measure it.
At this she smiled and hugged me and started kissing me on the lips. (I felt a little strange here because Disha had drunk about four pegs of alcohol and there was no smell of alcohol coming from her mouth at all).
I pulled Disha away from me and said, "Please, I can't do this because you're drunk right now, and there's no fun in having sex without your consent. If you were sober, it would be a different matter." With that, I stood up and started walking to my room.
Disha called out to me and asked, "Shyam, are you feeling even slightly intoxicated?" After she said that, I realized I wasn't really intoxicated either.
Then I turned to look at him and he smiled and said, "This whole bottle isn't wine, but red juice mixed with red wine essence. I changed it while you were in the bathroom."
When I asked her why, she said, "I was just checking to see if you take advantage of me when you're drunk. And honestly, if you'd tried, I would have thrown you out of the house tonight, even if I had to accuse you of theft."
But you passed my test.
When he said this, I said, "If I passed the test, where's my award?" He said, "The award is that today you'll truly measure the figure of your favorite, Disha Patani, in your own way."
And saying this, we both hugged each other. And started kissing each other's lips like crazy. Disha's both hands were in my hair and she was kissing me very passionately and my both hands slid down from Disha's back and reached her round ass and I started pressing Disha's ass with my hands. My penis which was near Disha's navel had become completely erect between our bodies. And the nipples of Disha's breasts had become very hard and were pricking my chest through her tight dress. Her nipples had become so tight that it felt as if two nails were trying to enter my chest.
We continued kissing for about 10-15 minutes, then I pulled the drawstring of Disha's dress down from her shoulders and pulled her nightie down to her waist. As I had expected, Disha wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were standing erect, needing no bra, and her deep pink nipples were as firm as unripe peas.
I then took both my hands under Disha's ass, lifted her into my lap, and laid her on the bed. I then dove onto Disha and started kissing her lips again. After kissing her for 5-10 minutes, I stopped kissing her and started staring at her. Disha then said with her universal smile, "What are you looking at, Shyam?"
Seeing her smile, I kissed her lips back and then started kissing her face a lot and also her ears and behind the ears. And then I made Disha lie down on her back and removing the hair from her naked back, I started kissing her spotless and milky back from the top and moving downwards and while kissing both the sides of the waist, I pulled her dress from her ass and separated it from her legs. Disha was wearing a black panty inside which I opened by pulling the strings on both the sides (but did not touch it to the body).
Now I straightened Disha back up and started licking her long, prominent navel. As soon as I started licking her navel, Disha started moaning loudly, her sighs were quite sensual. I love sucking girls' navels, so I started sucking Disha's navel first.
While sucking her navel, I started holding her waist with both my hands and came between her legs. I had still neither touched Disha's breasts nor seen them closely. I just kept kissing and sucking her navel and fair stomach. Now I rubbed one of my hands above Disha's waist, moving it over her stomach and stopping at the part just below her breasts. Disha's moans started getting louder and her moans got louder when I grabbed her left breast. Disha moaned so loudly at that time that I was afraid her voice might get lost outside. So I told her that it is night time and it is possible that your voice might get lost outside.
On this, Disha told me that she will not go because my entire house is sound proof, no sound can come from inside to outside or from outside to inside.
As soon as she said this, I got excited and I took the skin on the side of her navel in my teeth and at the same time held both her breasts tightly with both my hands and squeezed them.
Disha was unable to recover from this sudden and double blow and screamed loudly "Ah hhhhhhh" "Ah what are you doing Shyam."
I ignored her words and began licking her navel with my tongue, moving upwards and squeezing the nipple of her left breast tightly with the finger and thumb of my right hand. This made Disha moan loudly, "Ahhhhhhhhhh" again.
Now I came over Disha and kissed her lips once again and then started moving towards her boobs while kissing her neck.
I came to Disha's breasts and started looking at them very carefully. Believe me, friends, such huge breasts, and they were as white as milk, with sharp, pointed, erect pink nipples. And all around the nipples were tiny pink dots, like little beads.
Disha has a mole below her right nipple, making it even sexier. I reached over her breast, lightly extended my tongue, and touched her nipple. Just the touch of my nipple sent a current through Disha's body, and she began to moan loudly.
Understanding her problem, I started moving my tongue on her nipple and then took her nipple in my mouth and started sucking it. And started pressing her other breast tightly. Now I started sucking Disha's breast with my mouth wide open and Disha's condition started getting weak and one of her hands was on my head which was pressing me on her breast and her other hand was on her pussy. Disha had become very hot and she was shaking a lot due to which her panty had come off from her pussy.
Her hand was on her pussy, and my penis was in her hand. This was the first time Disha had touched my penis, and perhaps she remembered the lungi incident, because as soon as my penis touched her, she removed her hand from her pussy and grabbed my penis.
Now it was my turn to moan, and as Disha grabbed my penis, my mouth opened in a moan, and her breast was pulled out of my mouth, and my saliva started floating on her breasts and nipples. The sudden release of her breast from my mouth caused her breast to shake so violently, as if water keeps rippling for a long time when a stone is thrown into it.
I took her nipple in my mouth, pulling it and then releasing it. This doubled the pleasure for both Disha and me. Disha then took my penis in her hands and started squeezing it and measuring its length.
Looking at him I said that I have measured the length.
So he said, "Yours is quite long and thick." So I said, "What a long and thick one, friend, please say it by name." So he said, you tell me what you want to say. So I told him, "This is not mine, this is my penis and this is your pussy, and today we will not have sex but fucking. I will fuck you. Now you tell me."
Disha was a little embarrassed at first, then said, "Your penis is very hard and has been getting erected repeatedly since morning. Now, are you going to fuck me next or not?"
I said, "I said it now, darling, you can taste my penis now." Disha shouted at once, "No, I will not suck your penis. I have not even sucked Tiger's till date. I find this sucking very dirty." I did not force her because of her shouting like this, but I told her, "But I want to suck your pussy."
To this she said, "No, please, I don't like it. Even Tiger has never sucked my pussy." So I said, "Friend, Tiger is an idiot. I think he hasn't even been able to fuck you properly. And if you don't want to suck, then don't, but I will suck your pussy. Now, either you suck my dick or I'll suck your pussy."
She did not say anything but let her legs relax, which I understood her signal and started coming down kissing her lips and on the way I sucked her boobs and navel once again and then coming down and closing my eyes, I came till the toes of her feet. I did not look at her pussy and now started sucking and licking her toes and fingers and slowly started moving upwards.
As soon as I did this, Disha started moaning again, and her breathing became faster, causing her breasts to move rapidly. When I asked her, she said, "Even Tiger hasn't done this before; he's never sucked my feet."
She was sighing heavily, and as I moved higher, her sighs and breathing became more rapid. As I moved closer, I reached her muscular thighs and began licking them. As I licked her thighs, she jumped up, screaming. Understanding her condition, I laid her back down on the bed, kissed her lips, and lay on top of her for a while.
Her hands again held my penis and started moving it up and down. My penis was getting erect again and again since this morning but I had not masturbated even once. So just by Disha moving my penis up and down for a while, I reached the climax and before I could ejaculate, I told Disha, "If you cannot suck it, then at least let me spill my semen on your face." Understanding my condition, she said yes and I immediately brought my penis, which was now in its full size, near her face.
Perhaps Disha hadn't seen a penis this size in the kitchen, and her eyes widened in surprise, and with that, my semen fell on her lips, nose, and forehead. My penis shot 4-5 spurts. I looked at Disha, hoping she would lick my semen (which was on her lips)
clean, but she quickly went to the bathroom, cleaned her face, and came back.
She quickly went to the bathroom and came back, lay down on the bed, and started pulling me on top of her. For a moment, I wondered what had happened to her, then realized she hadn't been cold. I went back to kissing Disha and squeezing her breasts.