"Saanjh, what the fuck?" He growls, "You don't look like a whore to me."

I'm dumbfounded since he called me a whore. The situation is so frustrating that any sane person would flee, but I'm stuck to his living room floor wanting to explain why I want him.

"The first point is that I'm not a whore, Vikram. I lust after you. I've been envious of you for a while now, and every time I hear your sexy tales, I masturbate in my sleep thinking of you". I tell him, "I know I'm not the kind of lady you typically fuck, but you can try me for a change; It's only for one week, Vikram, and after that, I won't ever show my face to you again."

I've grown shameless today; my aunt would be proud of me. I keep my eyes off of him as we converse.

He says, "Okay, you took me by surprise; I'm sorry for calling you whore," I just nod.

"The most outrageous proposal I have ever received is this one. A girl like you has never demanded that I utilize them sexually when they come to me. If we had met under different circumstances, I wouldn't have known that such strange thoughts were running through your mind because you seem so ordinary," he says.

"Girls like me?" I ask myself periodically.

"Yes, the girl who appears to be a good girl. who most likely has high academics, a wonderful family, and never questioned her parents." He asks, "Why is the sudden necessary, Saanjh?

"Perhaps for once, even temporarily, I don't want to be the nice girl; I want to be the naughty girl. I desperately desire you, Vikram." I state audibly that the need is urgent.

"But what if I make you fall in love, Saanjh? All girls eventually do," he says as he gets close to me, and I start to breathe rapidly. I can smell him, and it's enticing. I gaze at him after he raises my chin. I kept my gaze fixed on his stunningly dark eyes for a while. He raises his eyebrows as he waits for a response, and I immediately come to my senses.

"Not! I'm sorry, but knowing what you're known for, Vikram, you can never be sincere, especially not in front of a girl like me. We have diverse personalities and social circles that we inhabit. We have nothing in common. In addition, I'm leaving this city to advance my profession and get employment. I won't wait around and jeopardize my career. Being practical is who I am." I inform him. I cannot leave everything behind because this is only a fling and nothing more.

"And boys like you don't get attracted to girls like me. You can see, Mr. Vikram, that everything works out well. Mr. Vikram, what say you?" I ask him directly.

"Will you be able to take me, Saanjh? All of my partners are seasoned players, and I fuck them tough and mercilessly because I enjoy it that way. I'm naturally dominant, so if you agree to be mine for the entire week, I'll need your total submission. There are also certain restrictions," he adds, moving back to seat on the couch. I have his undivided attention at this point.

I tell him, "Okay, tell me, Vikram, I'm listening," as anticipation grows in the pit of my stomach.

"You will be mine and mine alone for an entire week. I will molest you in every way imaginable. You always run to me when I call, even if you have pressing work. I prefer having you available to me at all times, Saanjh. Are you ready? " he's telling me the circumstances while his eyes have all turned dark.

I'm trying to understand what he says because I can't help but feel drawn to this man like a magnet. I desire to surrender myself to him. Release all of it. I'm willing to relinquish part of my power for the first time, and I want to give Vikram that control. I would like to pull this off. I aspire to be the woman he needs and craves. I've already made up my mind.

I answer him, "Yes, Vikram, I'm ready."

"What if your parents find out, Saanjh?" He asks me, "I'm still wondering why you're doing this," then crosses his arms over his chest.

"My aunt simply arrives late at night to accompany me at night as my parents are out of town for a week. I'm tired of people telling me what I should or shouldn't do. My parents and others have advised me to avoid men like you and live a disciplined lifestyle, but what? Once in my life, I want to know what it's like to be a sinner or an evil person. Later, I won't have the opportunity to do something outrageous." I say, pause, and then continue, "You are the perfect candidate for me; you would be a better person to show me the pleasures of life,"

"I am asking you directly, considering that you were unaware of me until just a moment ago. You take some time, and you can tell me later, but we only have one week," I say, pausing for a moment before moving slowly towards the door when Vikram doesn't react.

He responds, "I'm ready," while I remain firmly in position, I feel happiness and nervousness bubbling inside me. I can sense him getting close to me.

"One other thing: I don't want anyone else to know I'm fucking you; this is just between us. Do you understand, Saanjh?" He probes me.

I answer, "Yes, I agree, Vikram," but this is terrible. I will fuck with Vikram for a week, and we will do it behind each other's backs. I know I am not the kind of girl boys boast about to their friends. It's awful that no one considers me to be their girlfriend, but I don't care. Then Vikram slowly circles me.

"Saanjh, I must admit that you are deliciously plump." He says as he moves like a hunter searching for his prey, "I have never fucked plus-size women like you; this is going to be my first time."

I'm startled when he says, "Strip now." I stand there still. Now that our agreement is ready, I'm nervous.

"Saanjh, I won't repeat myself," He screams louder, his voice firm, forceful, and powerful. "Take off your damn clothes,"

I answer, "When I came here for the deal, I didn't know we were going to start the very instant," I gaze into his eyes, piercing into mine.

"Are you now afraid? You can leave, and we can forget about this," he replies gently. If I miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be with the guy of my dreams, I will never again be this brave. Instead, after having this experience, I will resume my role as the uninteresting, plus-sized Saanjh Gupta that everyone overlooks.

I say, looking directly into his eyes, "I'm ready."

He is staring at my physique and saying, "I would love to see what's underneath that dress," which makes me shiver.

Looking at Vikram, I notice that he is now casually crossing his legs with his foot on the knee, looking directly into my eyes, and nodding in a lordly and commanding manner. I only keep his stare for a moment before lowering my gaze to the ground and pausing before raising it again. Shivering, I hold my arm close to myself.

I can see Vikram's gaze flit around my body, from my large breast to my hips and legs; the first step is often the hardest. I avoid his eyes and remove my trousers after pulling my top above my head and letting it fall to the ground. I'm in front of him, wearing a pink panty and white bra.

"Exquisite, don't be shy with me." He motions for me to sit on his lap by tapping his thigh. He is scrutinizing me as I get close to Him.

As I sit on his knee, he asks me, "There is one thing, though, there are so many guys you meet in college, but why me?"

I admit, feeling little guilty, "I've always been shy. I wanted to be in the arms of the hottest man I'd ever met to enjoy myself."

"You think I'm hot?" Surprised, he inquires.

I stroked my finger over his jaw as I nodded, my eyes glistening.

"Oh, sure, without a doubt, the sexiest man I've ever met." I will not be timid and pass up this opportunity; instead, I will be as outspoken as possible and take advantage of every perk Vikram offers me.

"Good, you look deliciously; I never would have guessed that there was a hot body inside your unkempt clothes." I lift my eyes to him, and he cups my chin.

"Look at me; everything that occurs here is for the benefit of both of us and our enjoyment. Saanjh, you'll be mine for the remainder of the week if you follow my instructions. Has that been understood?" I nod as he asks me a question.

He approaches me so closely that his lips brush my ear. I wait for him to kiss me, but he doesn't. Instead, he says, "I will fuck you, Saanjh, because I want you," in my ear.

I avert my eyes out of extreme shyness. I'm concerned that my bulky appearance will put Vikram off. I don't spend as much money on my appearance each month as girls do.

I haven't shaved my legs, arms, or vagina. What was I thinking, God? I ought to have, at the very least, waxed before coming. I have wings in my arm as well as a stomach. Since I have thunder thighs, I now feel uncomfortable. I should go right away to avoid being insulted. I open my eyes, but as soon as I see Vikram licking his lips, I change my heart.

"You are a sight to behold, Saanjh; you look like those rare models."

"Your pussy is dripping wet. Is it for me?" I give a head nod. He stands up after getting up. He gently shoves me towards the couch.

I reclined on the couch and put a cushion under my head. I inspect him and see that he is becoming getting harder simply by gazing at me. From across the room, I could smell his perfume, which reminded me of how seductive and ominous he appeared to be. His eyes were fixed on mine, and his abs and chest were dripping with sweat. He moved with ease and assurance, resembling a panther. He put his hand down, traced his fingers up my inner leg to my inner thigh, across my stomach, around one pearled nipple over my bra, and stroked my soft ruby-red bottom lip.

"Are you prepared to follow my instructions? I'll give you real pleasure unlike anything you've ever experienced," he says.

Even though I wasn't sure of my voice, I had no intention of declining this offer because if I was going to die, I wanted to feel pleasure at the hands of Vikram, who made my juices flow simply by being close to me. I slowly nod my head while nibbling on my lower lip.

"Good, but here are the rules; if you close your eyes at any point, I'll stop what I'm doing, and if you attempt to cum before I tell you to, I'll leave you wanting. Do you concur with my rules?" He waited for me briefly.

I hesitantly nod, "Yes."

I felt tingles run up and down my spine as he leaned down, grabbed my neck with his teeth, and started to nibble and suckle on it. The sensations I was experiencing caused my eyes to close, and he hurriedly backed away.

I whimpered and opened my eyes, and he continued, "You will remember my rules Saanjh, or you will go without being pleased,".

He sucked on the length of my neck up to my ear as he drew in close and placed his lips on the tender area at the base of my neck. There, he grabbed my earlobe and began to nibble on it slightly. He swiftly reached down and felt at my entrance, only to feel the creaminess on his fingertips. I moaned so loudly that he drew his head back to look at my face while he raised his fingers to his mouth and licked the flavor of me away.

My hips began gyrating against the couch. I yearned for Vikram's touch and for him to taste me, for his tongue to touch all of my most delicate areas. He cautiously caressed my nipple with one hand while passing it through the white lace's material. I nearly fell off the sofa in agony when I felt his touch.

His thumb touched my nipple, and I was ecstatic from head to toe. My breath froze in my throat as he began to lean down and touch my breast with his tongue. My groan filled the room as I watched him put my lace-covered bead in his mouth. At that point, the room became silent as I leaned back and closed my eyes. My eyes quickly opened, and I immediately felt his breath on my lips.

The wickedness in his eyes captivated me. I watched as he undid my bra after running his hands over my hips and across my tummy to reveal my breasts. He hastily shoved my hand away as I reached out to conceal it. His gaze briefly met mine before shifting to follow the ups and downs of my chest.

He dropped his head gradually before grabbing one of my nipples and flicking it with his tongue. As he rotated it in his mouth, the cool air made my nipple even harder. He looked into my eyes and gave the other the same attention. As I watched the flames leap into his eyes, he drew away from my breast to crush his mouth against my neck. In addition to biting and sucking my neck's flesh, he licked it, ground it again, and left a mark on my skin.

He continued to make little bites between my mounds and along the left side of my rib cage before pausing briefly to leave another mark on my thick skin. He stepped closer to me and ran his hot tongue over my belly button, sucking the tender skin.

He further placed his lips along my outer hip bone and the joint where my thighs meet. He breathed hot air across my heated lips while looking into my eyes. He extended his long tongue and flattened it until he reached the bottom of my pussy, and I clutched and gasped for air. He licked my pulsating clit very slowly up. He repeatedly poked me in the tender spot before slowly lowering himself to kiss my sore slit back up.

Never before have I felt like this. I wanted Vikram to bury himself inside me, but I didn't know how to tell him without appearing needy. I could not breathe as he finally pulled my clit into his mouth and flicked it back and forth with his tongue. I endured the tongue-lashing Vikram gave me without stopping for even a second. I was at my breaking point since I knew he would go as soon as I realized. I couldn't do anything without his consent.

I flung my head back as I watched him because I knew I was about to burst inside of me as the pressure increased. The words I had been waiting to hear finally came to me.

"Now" he said.

The dam inside me broke, and I felt my juices streaming as an incredible orgasm jolted me. Vikram continued to lick me until each tremor subsided; at this point, he looked up at me while still having juices in his mouth, and he went up my body to kiss me on the neck. I was lying there, gasping for air, when I realized I had just experienced the best orgasm of my life. My face curved into a smile. This man exceeds expectations.

He stood up, looking just as hot-messy as I did, and said, "Saanjh let me clean up," before leaving for his room as I was heavy-breathing and wondering what had just happened. I'm so shameless, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. Standing up, I see a pool of moisture on the couch. I was humiliated. Since Vikram is no longer present, I begin looking for my clothes, which I had put in a corner.

I feel a sudden tug from Vikram, and he turns me around so that I hit his chest. He draws my waist closer, and I rest my palm on his chest, staring at him bewilderedly. Then, out of the blue, he plays with my short hair.

"Saanjh, you made me happy; you're so submissive. I'm in for it. For the following seven days, I plan to enjoy fucking you in all possible ways." He grabs my waist firmly and says, "Remember one thing on the eighth day; we are simply strangers and nothing more. I don't want any drama, that you love me and declare your everlasting love."

I nod, "Yes, Vikram," before stepping out of his grasp. I gather up my dress. His eyes remain on me as he enters his visible kitchen.

He looks shamelessly at my nude state and asks, "Would you have a cup of coffee? You seem tired."

"No," I reply. I feel shy as Vikram keeps looking into my eyes nonstop.

"Would you just stop looking at me; I need to change. I beg you to look around," I tell Vikram as I cling to my clothing.

"No, I've seen every part of your body," he said. "There's no need to be timid," he smirks. I turn back and am about to put on my panty when I hear him say.

"Saanjh, leave your panty here; I need it."

" But Vikram, how do I get back home?" I tell him, "I'm dripping wet, and my leggings will be soaked." I'm dripping more since I'm anticipating returning home without panties. I attempt to squeeze my thighs tightly.

"After all thatwe did, you shouldn't be shy, Saanjh," he says as he moves his thumb overmy stomach while still sipping his coffee. For the next seven days, you aremine to utilize. So be a good girl and obey your master," he says and Ileave his home without my panty