I don't know is it me or shit waits to fall on me. Can't figure the f*ck out?
Extremely pissed off due to last week's experience. A brother from another mother had given me a contact detail of a bird, supposedly an independent. Called her and found out that she was available only for out-calls. The deal was fixed for 3 K. When she came she was a good looking chick. My johny started hitting the roof, when I looked her in that cute dress. Didn't know girl-friendly hotels in NCR, so headed out of Delhi.
While I was driving, my hand was inside her top and she had good melons.
Once, we crossed Faridabad, I asked her to remove the panty and bra from inside her tube top and mini skirt, which she happily did. As soon as she removed her panty, the entire cabin was filled with a nauseating smell, from her pussy. Initially, I thought outside air might have got sucked in and I re-checked the re-circulation mode, which was on.
When I looked at her panty, which was kept near the driving seat arm-rest, I realised it was coming from her pussy. The smell was so bad, which I cannot explain. I removed my hands from her boobs and she tried to DFK me, then I said no. She was wondering why did I become a sant (saint) all of a sudden. I didn't know how to beat about the Bush, but told her upfront that her pussy is smelling, though it was a couple of feet away from me. I asked her if she had any fungus infection or something. She claimed that she was not aware of any of it.
I said, I can't do it or risk my health (Albeit in a very very polite way). She was looking worried about her health and I asked her to consult a gynae. Told her let's go back and took an you-turn after Ballabgarh and reached back delhi. Dropped her near Ashram and was taking money out of my wallet. Then she said, 'rehne do, aapka dena banta nahi hai (it's OK. You don't need to pay me). But, I insisted and paid her 1. 5 K.
Enroute home, I called a buddy for a chilled Bud and picked him from his GK home. As soon as he sat in the car, he said what the f*ck is the smell in the car. When I narrated this to him, both of us realised that it was a good thing that I didn't even DFK her. It was just a stroke of luck that I didn't even DFK her, as we were driving through delhi & Faridabad with full of traffic. Though, I just wanted to fondle her and finger her till we crossed the NCR limits, I could only squeeze the melons and before I could finger her, this entire incident happened.
Now, I have experienced the tag-line of the movie 'Delhi Belly'. Shit happens.
Or is it just me?
