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Bokep: The Seduction of the Vegetable Seller

Int. Traditional Market – Day

The bustling market was filled with the cacophony of hagglers and the aroma of fresh produce. Amidst the crowd, a handsome young man named Rahman was browsing through the stalls, his eyes scanning for the perfect vegetables for his mother’s cooking. Little did he know, his life was about to take an unexpected turn.

As Rahman approached a particular fruit stall, he was greeted by the alluring sight of a busty, middle-aged woman. Her name was Ibu Siti, a renowned vegetable seller known for her succulent body as much as her fresh produce. She had a sultry gaze and a seductive smile that seemed to penetrate Rahman’s very soul.

“Oh, hello there, young man,” Ibu Siti purred, her voice dripping with honey. “What a delightful surprise to see you here. Are you looking for anything special today?”

Rahman, captivated by her beauty, could barely stammer out a response. “I… I’m just looking for some vegetables for my mother’s cooking.”

Ibu Siti leaned over the counter, her ample bosom almost spilling out of her blouse. “Well, I have just the thing for you,” she murmured, reaching under the table and pulling out a obscenely large cucumber.

“Now, this is a premium product,” she continued, running her fingers along its length. “It’s fresh, firm, and juicy just the way you like it.”

Rahman gulped, his mind whirling with inappropriate thoughts. “I… I’ll take it.”

As Rahman reached for his wallet, Ibu Siti leaned in even closer, her breath hot against his ear. “I have a special offer for you, sweetie,” she whispered huskily. “Buy some of my other ‘fruits’ and I’ll throw in a few ‘vegetables’ for free.”

Unable to resist her charms, Rahman agreed to her proposition. Ibu Siti smiled wickedly, leading him behind the stall to a secluded corner.

“Here we are, darling,” she cooed, turning to face him. “Now, let’s see what you’ve got for me.”

Slowly, seductively, Ibu Siti began to unbutton her blouse, revealing her ample cleavage. Rahman’s heart raced as he watched her strip down to her bra and panties. Her body was a work of art, curves in all the right places.

“Now, it’s your turn,” she said, her eyes smoldering with desire. “Show me what you’ve got under those clothes.”

Rahman quickly stripped down to his boxers, his erection straining against the fabric. Ibu Siti licked her lips, reaching out to stroke his member through the thin material.

“Mmm, not bad,” she purred approvingly. “But I think it’s time to put it to good use.”

With that, Ibu Siti turned around, bending over and presenting her round, firm ass to Rahman. She wiggled her hips, tantalizing him with her barely covered feminine assets.

“Come on, baby,” she urged, reaching back to pull her panties aside. “Give it to me. I want to feel that big, hard cock pumping in and out of my pussy.”

Rahman didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled down his boxers, his throbbing erection springing free. With a groan of pure pleasure, he positioned himself behind Ibu Siti, gripping her hips as he slowly pushed his cock into her dripping wet folds.

“Oh, yes,” Ibu Siti moaned, pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts. “That’s it, baby. Fuck me hard with that thick, juicy cock.”

Rahman obeyed, pounding into her relentlessly, his balls slapping against her engorged clit with each thrust. Wet, obscene sounds filled the air, mixing with their moans and grunts of pleasure.

“Fuck, your pussy feels so good,” Rahman gasped, sweat dripping down his face as he continued his furious pace. “I’m not going to last much longer.”

“Me neither,” Ibu Siti groaned, her pussy clenching around his cock like a velvet vice. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel you shoot that hot cum deep inside me.”

With a final, powerful thrust, Rahman buried his cock to the hilt in Ibu Siti’s spasming pussy, his orgasm ripping through him like a freight train. Thick, creamy cum poured out of him, flooding her insides and dribbling out around his thrusting cock.

“Yesss,” Ibu Siti hissed, her own orgasm crashing over her. “Fill me up, baby. I want to be overflowing with your seed.”

After what seemed like an eternity, Rahman finally pulled out, his softening cock slipping free from Ibu Siti’s ravaged pussy. A river of cum poured out of her, like milk from a vessel.

“Mmm, that was delicious,” Ibu Siti purred, turning to face him with a satisfied smile. “You Sir, have a very gifted tongue and cock.”

Rahman grinned, his ego boosted. “And you ma’am, have a very gifted pussy.”

Ibu Siti laughed, pulling her panties back up and buttoning her blouse. “Well, darling, I hope you’ll come back for more of my ‘fruits’ and ‘vegetables.’

As Rahman left the market, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction. He had just had the experience of a lifetime, and he knew he would be coming back for more.

The end.