How Can I Get Fucked Without a Condom

July 16, 2025 by Anamika Singh

My name is Anamika, and I’m from Mumbai. Growing up, I used to despise sex. The reason? My dad fucked my mom relentlessly, and she could barely handle it. His pounding was so intense, it left her gasping, unable to cope with his raw, animalistic thrusts. As a kid, I’d hide in a corner, watching them go at it—sometimes her pussy, sometimes her ass, wherever his cock wanted to go. I was terrified back then, too young to understand. But as I grew into a woman, that fear turned into a burning desire. My pussy started craving the same kind of fucking my dad gave my mom.

Every time I saw a man, my cunt would get wet. Whenever I spotted a guy, my eyes went straight to his pants, trying to size up his bulge. If his jeans or trousers showed a thick, heavy cock, I’d lose my mind. I knew right then that he was the kind of man who could satisfy my dripping pussy. Slowly, I started watching porn, and it set my body on fire. The videos made me so horny that I couldn’t think straight. My pussy was screaming for cock, and I decided it was time to hunt for the perfect man. But finding one wasn’t easy.

Then, one day, I came up with a plan. There was this uncle living next door, a well-educated guy who worked in the stock market, all from his computer at home. I told my mom, “Mom, I’ve finished 12th grade. I want to learn something useful, like what uncle does. Look at him—he’s got everything, working from home.” My mom loved the idea. She thought if he took me under his wing, my future would be set. But I had other plans. A man’s a man, I thought. I’ll get him to fuck me, cool this burning heat in my pussy, and no one will suspect a thing. Plus, I’d learn something useful.