I am an IPL Cricket Junkie most of you know that and if you did not, you know now. 6th April 2026, it was a match of a lifetime Kolkata Knight Riders (KKR) vs Punjab Kings (PBKS). I was at the stadium entrance 3 hours prior to the match. I noticed for a change a sea of young women in front of me in queue to enter the stadium. I immediately answered the Why. Shahrukh Khan was rumoured to be attending the match today, that explained the sea of sexy hot bods.
In fact, the perfect PHT Pretty Hot Thing in front of me fit the bill perfectly. 19 or 20 Ish she was dressed for the event. A snug KKR team Tee cut short, over really short denim cutoffs. A strip of soft skin, showing between the hem of the shirt and the waistband of her shorts. The frayed edges of the denim extended just beyond the curve of her sexy ass. Now that was totally dressed for the match. She noticed me ogle open mouthed and just smiled coyly.
Somewhere a sleeping dick stirred but at 40 sum old but I have learnt to quiten the urges.
The Eden Garden stadium stood out against an almost dark grey sky and as happens in Kolkata it began to drizzle and soon the drizzle turned into downpour without warning. Everyone was running helter-skelter I too headed for bus shelter across the road.
It was a squeeze as the multitude tried to get out of rains way. 100 wet bodies squeezed into the crowded bus shelter meant for 20. I was one of them, in places like this hands brush and touch in uncomfortable places a small price to pay to get out of the pouring rain.
So, when a hand brushed against my trouser front I hardly noticed. Then it happened again, and the hand lingered longer this time... so I followed the hand and suddenly all of me was at an edge. Standing body to body beside me was little Miss KKR from the entry line. She noticed my look of surprise and winked and smiled and moved in a little closer to me. "It’s very crowded" she said in Bangla and then added with a twinkle of the eye," I’m getting squeezed here".
Omg that was like an open invitation. it was getting dark and adding to that the storm no one noticed when she slid right in front of me and began grinding on my crotch with her yummy full ass.
Emboldened in the moment I extended a hand of friendship to her finger by finger My hand on her ass was exploring now, squeezing gently on fully ripe ass as she ground the same into me as hard as she could into me.
Soon one thing led to another I began feeling along the cut edge of her shorts, sliding a finger under. She was wearing any underwear but that never stopped me.
My heartbeat faster as I wondered what to do next. I had never visioned myself in a position of ultimate squeeze. She was excited too I could feel her breath was fast and shallow, her cute boobs straining against the Tee. We found ourselves frozen in time by space and the downpour. But I woke just enough to wrap a second hand around her waist and then slide it down the front of her short shorts.
For a moment I was wondering why no resistance but then again throwing caution to the wind taking advantage of the gathering darkness I probed further down. The fingers of the other hand rolling under her Tee to squeeze some soft tender flesh. She responded pushing her bobs up to meet my touch.
I was well and truly groping her now, one hand on her breast, the other still furrowing into her front, past what felt like growing mound of bush, to touch her at the hood. My body fully pressed behind hers now, my straining hardness against her ass.
I was slip sliding away into her pussy lips. For a moment before I thrust into her with my fingers I wondered, “OMG is this really happening.” Then in response, I let a finger slide slowly along her slit, she went into a shudder in response to my touch. The only entanglement her panties. How I wish She had gone commando that day.
The finger was inside her now, and I could feel her responding, her thighs began to tighten around my hand in arousal. One finger, then two, slipped in and out of her. She got wetter and wetter with every thrust. There is something about the rush of adrenalin in an adventure like this that makes you forget for the moment you are in public.
The rush was heavy my head was pounding with excitement now. It was raining cats and dogs, but I was focused on pussy that was growing wetter by the instant to my touch. She began to grind me harder as I played with her puss.
As the darkness descended and the rain beat down in sheets the shelter had only got more crowded, we found ourselves trapped against the shelter's white pillar, her arms pinned at her sides. She couldn't move, not an inch.
My fingers were sliding in and out of her now as I continued to probe her wetness. She replied "Stop it "eta bondho kore" she purred in my ear.
"Shhh, baby," I whispered back. "I know you want this." she moved even harder against my erectness and I realized she did.
"Yes," she breathed, "yes, keep going daddy.” she said in Bangla. Egged on I began to probe her deeper with my fingers. With each thrust she moaned and turned a little wetter.
It was pitch dark now in an overcrowded shelter and excitement was getting the better of me. If you have ever had sex in public, you will know the feeling. Throwing caution to the wind I began fumbling with my belt as I pressed on against her.
Suddenly I noticed an old man a “Bhoro Khoro” watching us as if it were his favorite Bangla movie. I froze would he raise an alarm .... He read my fear and killed it with a toothless smile.
Emboldened by the old man I unleashed my terror. As if in sync she loosened the button on her shorts. I tugged them to the side. Using my left hand, I slid my hardness into her in one smooth stroke, wowie that was magic. It had never happened that I entered a wet hottie from the back in one stroke. This was divine intervention. They say everything in life is timing well that was my reality in this moment.
She was now leaning against the pillar, trying to keep her balance and her breath steady as I began stroking slowly, in and out, in and out of her to the rhythm of the thunder and the rain.
My other hand was holding her by the warm a soft breast. Kneading it, then settling gently on her nipple. It was hard partly due to the cold of the storm and partly due to the excitement of my touch. I took one nip in my hand and slowly pinched. She unable to contain my excitement and gave a loud moan and the old man watching with pure pleasure let out a wicked smile. I wished I could turn her around and suck on her soft breast, but that was too risky for another day maybe.
She was now moving to every thrust faster and faster and I moved in and out of her, I slid my fingers down inside her shorts and began rubbing her clit.
After some nice intense fucking, I increased the speed now and started pounding her mercilessly her young pussy tightening the squeeze around my seasoned hard cock with every thrust. My penis was now touching the roof of her womanhood. unable to contain herself in a state of ecstasy she gripped on my thing pinching me hard, her nails sinking into my thighs.
I began to grunt with each thrust lifting her into her heaven and in response she began to moan intensely by now, delirious in pleasure as I kept pounding her. Suddelly she let out a sigh and said “Buro Baarota Beje Geche, Ami tomake purota chai.” Oldie I want all of you.
She began to tremble in excitement now, I pushed her harder against the wall my lips to her ear I murmured, "Come for me, baby, I know you want it too."
Suddenly she could not control herself anymore. I felt her pussy clamp even tighter around my fcock and then her pussy started to pulse around it. I heard her moan out "Oh my God, yessss." Now she was trying desperately to contain her moans as her orgasm ripped through her. An orgasm seemed to last for minutes as she squirmed against me, forcing my cock deeper, until she gradually slumped into my arms and relaxed. A moment later, I came too pulsing inside her, and a moment after that, I felt the slow drip of my come down her thigh.
She was still breathing through the last of the thigh tremors when I withdrew and zipped my pants back up. It was then I noticed that not only was the old man watching us, but it looked like 100 pairs of eyes were on us.
Embarrassed to the core by the moment I instinctively slipped an arm around her waist and whispered in her ear again: "Come on, let's get out of here."
I began to elbow through the crowd. She followed as best she could, knees weak, head spinning led on by me. Soon we were out on the road soaking wet but breathing a sigh of relief. "Sorry, thank you, sorry, excuse me, yes, sorry, I think my girlfriends are waiting for me I heard her saying as I let go of her waist. She disappeared into the night.
As I walked away the rain was still pouring down, but I didn't care This was a “Korbo Lorbo Jeetbo Re” for me
