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Me And My Friend’s Wife Anita

Hello friends, this is Aditya from Delhi a well built smart guy with hairy chest 31 year old married. I got married about three years back. I am having great sex life and love my life. This is my first story, so please do not mind if I make any mistake. If you like the story please mail me at [email protected]

Let us come to the story now. After one years of marriage to keep ourselves fit, me and my wife Anjali joined aerobics classes at the most high class gym near my home. I used to do aerobics before my marriage and light exercises to keep my body toned. So, I am quite trained in aerobics. A lot of girls used to come to aerobics class which was trying for modeling career in that gym. Also there were couples in the class to keep them fit and active.

I was more interested in aerobics as I really used to enjoy the movement of boobs and sexy ass of females while they used to make moves on beats of the music. Sometimes, I used to get so much excited seeing those moving boobs and ass that it used to become difficult to hide my hard on under my tracks. The real story begins when a newly married couple joined our class. It was Raj and Anita 28-30 yrs old. Raj was smart and Anita was sexy.

They both were new to aerobics. Let me describe Anita, she was sex bomb with perfectly shaped boobs her stats was 34-28-36. I love small and tight boobs and she was perfectly my fantasy girl. Luckily this couple could not match up with the class so our coach gave me the job to take care to train the couple as she (coach) has to keep watch on the whole class. Slowly, me, my wife Raj and Anita became friends.

Whenever I used to see Anita moving her ass and boobs in aerobics it became very difficult to hide my bulge from tracks. Sometimes, I used to touch her accidentally in class but she never said anything. But, I was afraid of moving ahead as I was afraid of my wife and I do not wanted to spoil my image in eyes of Raj and Anita as I was afraid if she might say no or could resist.

But, I could feel that Anita was getting frank with me day by day and also I felt that she used to behave innocently in front of my wife but she used to tease me whenever we were alone showing that things were accidental. We both the couples started going to market, movies and started spending holidays together.

We went to a store to buy some clothes. She liked some leggings for herself and she went to change room for a try. Luckily, I was roaming near the try room and Raj and my wife were busy looking at some other stuff. She came out wearing new leggings and a top on it covering her ass till her knees.

She asked me Kaisa hai” (How’s the fit?) I said neeche se to achchha dikta hai par oopar se bina dekhe main kaise bata sakta hoon” getting a little naughty also I wanted to see her reaction.

She smiled and said naughtily “ koi baat nahin main top utha deti hoon neeche se bhi dekh lo” and she lifted her top and my god I could see her full perfectly shaped ass covered by those leggings and I could see her outlining of her pussy lips as it was very tight and body hugging . I could not believe my eyes. I felt like fucking her then and there. But, I controlled myself.

I said bahut sundar hai aur tumhari perfectly shaped body par jata hai. Then she said okay main ise le leti hoon. She returned to the change room but, my blood started boiling and there was a bulge in my pants and even I started sweating. In the mean time Anita came from the changing room and my wife came and my wife asked why u sweating so much. I said nothing and Anita also behaved normally as if nothing has happened.

After this incident days passed and we behaved like good and decent friends. There was a dance party in the city and my friend was organizing it and he gave me passes for two couple. When I told them, to go for dance party both of them really got excited as Anita was crazy for dance on Bollywood numbers. But, Raj got in fever on that day. As Anita was excited to go there, Raj forced her to go with us and enjoy the party and he will take care of himself.

We went to their house to pick up Anita. When she came out in that western I could not believe my eyes. She was looking damn gorgeous, sex goddess. I got instant reaction between my legs. She said hello to us and got seated in the back seat of the car. She was wearing low neck and she put on a perfume which was making me crazy. I thought if my wife was not here I would have fucked her right now.

But, you know the image of decency stopped me. Then we reached the place and entered the party place. Slowly, I started taking beer and both the ladies take soft drinks. After some time the party came on full swing and it was very much over crowded and the music was playing high and I was also feeling high after taking some drinks. We all three also started dancing.

Anita and my wife were really enjoying dancing and I was enjoying every movement of Anita and her boobs were peeking out of her low neck. After sometime my wife gone naughty and started dancing with me by rubbing sometimes her ass and sometime her boobs on me. I got excited and I also hold her and placed my dick between her ass crack and keep on dancing. I also used to touch Anita whenever I got chance on her ass and other parts of body as the place was very much overcrowded and she used to respond with smile.

Anita was also enjoying as she also co-operated me in touch her at places. But, my wife could not get the hint of it. After sometime my wife feel like going to washroom to pee. She left and I and Anita were left alone. Now, I started taking liberties and I was a little high. First I hold her hand and started dancing with her. She said nothing. Then I hold her in such a manner that I my hands were very near to her boobs and I placed my crotch between her hips.

But, she danced in that pose for a minute then moved herself away. I was not able to judge her behavior. As it was overcrowded I could get the liberties to touch her on hips, boobs, her tummy. She did excellent dance with me. My cock was trying to tear my jeans and come out. Like this I enjoyed her body for ten minutes. But, everything was happening in a hidden manner and nothing was open.

I knew she was enjoying and she knew I was enjoying but, both were trying to act innocent. After sometime my wife came back and we all danced for some more and then got back home. We all four made a plan to go to Goa.We packed our bags and reached to the sands of Goa.Now, we all guys became really frank. As we left from airport of Goa, there came across a lot of bikini cladded foreigners. My eyes were on them, my wife said naughtily “Kya dekh rahe ho”

I said “Darling is foreigners ko dekh raha hoon”

Raj said “Bhabhi ise control main rakho nahin to nikal jayega”

All started laughing and Anita said “ kyun bhabhi hum in foreigners se zyada sexy hain”

Then we reached to hotel and our room was resort type. There were two bed rooms and one common room or you can say sitting room in that. We both couple settled our room and took rest for two hours. Then we planned to go the beaches.

I wore a pair of shorts, my wife was wearing Capri & top and Anita was wearing a tight short white top and those leggings which she purchased from that shop. The leggings were so much tight that you can see outlining of her pussy lips, Hum log beach par pahunch gaye. Wahan pahunch kar meri to aankhen dekhti hi reh gayin bahut sari foreigners topless leti hui thi and kuchh ghoom rahi thi.

Main aur Raj foreigners ko paglon ko dekhte rahe. Humne Anjali aur Anita ko wahan rahne ko kaha aur hum donon ghoomne chale gaye. My and Raj’s tool was trying to come out of our shorts. We roam around for half an hour taking tonic of small/big tits of foreigners and came back. Jab hum wapas aye to dekhte reh gaye. Meri wife aur Anita wahan beach par topless lete hue the, in full sunlight. Oh my god kya boobs the Anita ke main to dkhta hi reh gaya.

Raj bola “yeh kya hai”

Anita said “yeh wohi hai jise dekhne ke liye tum log bahar bhatak rahe ho”

My wife was also looking awesome, as I have never seen her in such a bold pose and attitude. Mera man hua ki Anita ko pakad kar wahin fuck kar doon. And Raj was also enjoying the glimpse of my wife’s boobs.

Then we all laughed and me and Raj lowered our shorts and took off our T-shirts and entered the water to have fun and enjoy. Wahan maine Anita ke boobs ko khoob nihara and Raj ke Anjali ke boobs ka maza le raha tha. Hum donon ke briefs ko dekh kar koi bhi bata sakta tha ki hamare dicks ka kya hal hai.

Phir maine Anjali ke pas gaya woh pani ke ander khadi maza kar rahi thi maine use pakda aur pani main dal diya aur uski panty main hath dal kar maza lene laga kyunki pani ke ander koi dekh nahin sakta tha. Mujhse control hi nahin ho raha tha. Aur Anjali bhi mere dick ko oopar se sehlane lagi. Main kabhi kabhi uske boobs ko bhi daba deta. Udhar Raj to itna pagal ho gaya usne wahin letkar Anita se body massage karana shuru kar diya. Yeh dekh mera aur bhi zyada khada ho gaya. Main sochne laga kash Raj ki jagah main wahan hota to maza a jata.

Now, I made firm idea to fuck Anita. Maine socha jo hoga so dekha jayega. Main mauka dekhte hi Anita ke sath sex karoonga. Jab mujhse control nahin hua to maine kaha “Chalo hotel wapis chalte hain”

To Anita Boli “Aap donon ko hotel ke room ki zyada zaroorat hai, aap joa hum baad main ayenge” aur hansne lagi, Humne taxi pakdi aur hotel par wapis a gaye. My wife was also very sexcited. Mujhe to taxi main bhi sabra nahin ho raha tha. But, Anjali stopped me from doing anything. Jaise hi hum apne room main enter hue, maine apne shorts utar diye and apni wife ko apni taraf khich liya.

She said “Thoda to wait karo, tum Anita ke boobs ko kaise ghoor rahe the”

I said “Tum toh Anita se bhi zyada sexy lag rahi thi aur Raj bhi to yumhare boobs ko ghoore ja raha tha”

She said “maine to apne bra tumhare liye utari thi”

I said “lekin aur log to tumhare boobs dekhkar pagal ho rahe the, par kapde utarne ka kiska idea tha”

She said “Anita ne mujhko bola, ki in logon ko hum dikhate hain ki hum kya cheese hain aur foreigners se bhi zyada sexy aur bold hain, toh mujhe bhi excitement hua, kyunki maine kabhi zindagi main nahin socha tha ki main aise public place main kabhi topless hokar ghoomoonge.”

Aur puchha “tumhen maza aya”

I said “main to excitement main pagal hi ho gaya tha, agar who public place nahin hoti to main tumhen wahin fuck kar deta”

Yeh kehkar maine apni wife ka top utar diya aur boobs suck karne laga. Usne mera brief neeche kar diya aur pahle mere dick, jo ki 8” bada hai excitement main 9” ka ho gaya tha, ko apne hath se sehlane lagi. Main ekdum out of control ho raha tha. Maine uske honth suck karne laga. Who aaahhhh karne lagi. Uske nipples ekdum hard ho rahe the. Phir usne mera dick apne munh main le liya aur suck karne lagee.

Pata nahin mujhe itna excitement kabhi nahin hua tha pahle. Phir maine uske honth suck karne laga dhire dhire main uski pussy tak pahuncha. To dekha who itni wet pahle kabhi nahin hui the. Maine apni ungali se uske pussy lips ko parting ki aur jeebh se chatne laga. Usne zara sa touch karne par itna juice nikala main to dekhta reh gaya aur who zor se moan karne lagi. I bet, agar koi room ke bahar khada hota to use meri wife ki moaning ki awaaz khoob sunai deti.

After sometime she lost her control and shouted “Please fuck me I cant control myself” Maine use bed par seedha litaya aur apne dick uske pussy par rakh diya. Mujhe aisa laga jaise maine kisi heater par apne dick rakha hai. Main dheere se use push karne laga toh Anjali se apne poore zoron se hips uthaye aur pura dick ander kar liya. Maine socha ise thoda sa tadpaya jaye, toh maine apna dick nikal kar thoda so ander kar dheere dheere hilane laga.

She shouted “Please mujhe mat satao aaahhhhhoooooohhh please fuck me hard” Then I inserted my dick with full strength and it was fully inside her in one stroke. She started shouting and moaning loudly oooaaaahhaaaaaa please do it fast. Mujhe use teases karne main bahut maza a raha tha. Then I was also out of control and started giving her faast strokes she was moving her hips in rhythm with me. After ten minutes of fucking she said that she is cumming

I was also ready to shoot and finally we both came together and my god the whole bed sheet was wet with her juices and my cum. What a relief man I can’t tell you I think I was never so much excited in my life. Phir hum panch minute bahon main bahen dal kar lete rahe and then I got up. Put on my shorts and opened the room of the door and went outside.Oh my Raj and Anita were sitting in the sitting room as in hurry we forgot to lock the sitting room door.

They started giggling at me . I understood that they have heard the noises of our love making. Immediately Anita said “Main ander jaker Anjali ko help karti hoon I was worried that the whole bed sheet is wet and she will see if she goes inside. But, till I would have uttered a word to stop her, she right away went to the room and I could hear the conversation between my wife and Anita

Anita “ Are Anjali yeh bed sheet kaise intni geeli (wet) ho gayi”

Anjali started making excuses and said “kuchh nahin yaar Aditya bathroom se nahakar nikle aur seedha bed par late gaye isliye geeli ho gayee”Anita said “ main samajhti hoon, bahut ganda bachcha hai Aditya theek se nahin karta sara bed par pani pani nikal diya hai” and started laughing. She continued “Anjali tumhen kuchh hua kya tumhari bahar awaaz a rahi thi? Anjali said “chup ho ja idiot” and both females started laughing.

Then I called the waiter to change the bed sheet. There was swimming pool in the hotel and I could see some topless foreigners sitting there. I and my wife went to the pool side to enjoy. There I ordered beer and started enjoying the show. After sometime I remember that I have forgotten my cell phone in the room.

So, I asked Anjali to sit there and ran to room to collect my cell phone. But, as I entered the sitting room, I heard moaning sounds from the room of Raj and Anita. I went near their room and luckily saw that the curtain of window is a little parted and window is open. But, the view was not very clear but I could see both were lying on bed fully nude. But I could hear their conversation.

Raj said “Anita tum wahan beach par topless kyun ho gayi thi, Aur tumne Aditya ko dekha who apni wife ki jagah tumhare boobs ko kaise ghoor raha tha.”

Anita said “Apni wife ke to woh rozana dekhta hai mere boobs to use aaj hi dekhne ko mile the. Tum bhi to jakar wahan nangi foreigners aur Anjali ke boobs ko dekh rahe the aur agar kuchh der hum wahan beach par ruk jate to tum donon ki undies to phat hi jati”

Raj said “tum Raj ki undies main kya dekh rahi thi”

Anita said “jot um Anjali ki panty main jhankne ki koshish kar rahe thi ahaha”

Raj said “lekin darling panty to main tumhari utar raha hoon.

Anita said tauntingly “koi baat nahin tum Anjali ki panty utar lena main Raj ka under wear utar loongi. I understood that Raj was serious but Anita was in jolly mood she changed the topic and said “batao na tumhen mere boobs zyada achchhe lage ya Anjali ke”


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Modern Rich Housewife – Part I

This is a not true story and its fiction. It was just an imagination of me and my friend. My name is Prerna and I am a rich married housewife aged 42. I stay in a multi storied building with my husband and two kids. My husband is always busy earning money and so I am left bored. He never has any time for me and when he returns from work he is usually so tired that he falls asleep soon.

When we married, we had sex regularly but now it’s just once a month routine. He cannot satisfy my physical needs anymore. Even that one time when we make love, both of us do not enjoy it anymore. We do it just to prove to each other that we are married. Well, so about five years back from now when I was 37, I decided to look out for sex. I was just interested in sex with no emotional involvements.

But it wasn’t easy. My first attention was to my husbands friends. But since most of them were married, I thought it was better to leave them out. I then diverted my attention to neighbors but again it was too dangerous lest my hubby comes to know. Some of my relatives like my jijus were handsome young men but then again I thought it was better not to target them.

So my search ended with no results. I took refuge in masturbation. I had bought myself some dildos and vibrators on my many visits abroad which I started to put to good use, fantasizing about all the hot men out there. My hubby s friends, relatives, neighbors, film actor’s even strangers, etc. So here I was a rich housewife who was to the world a sati savitri, but deep inside a slut for hot young

Men, someone who use to masturbate everyday fantasizing dirty things. I dare not show this side of my nature to anyone not even my husband. I usually wore sarees that reveal some of the mid portion of my body with my big round navel always exposed. While at home, when I was entering the lift I found myself surrounded by three servants who worked for different people in the building. I felt uneasy inside the lift.

Suddenly there was power-failure and it was completely dark inside the small lift. I was standing at the front part of the lift and the three servants were behind me. Involuntarily I murmured “Oh Fuck. I didn’t think anybody in the lift understood its meaning though everybody must have heard it because of the silence. Then it happened. I suddenly felt a single hand on my buttocks. It was light touch first.

I dared not shout; in fear that the other two servants may join him so I just stayed quiet, hoping that the security guards will soon put the generator on so that the lift may start again. Then that hand started roving around feeling the softness of my butt. Thans! I was wearing my panties that day. But the man had no shame whatsoever. He started with the other hand too. With one of his hands he started exploring my ass crack.

I was wearing a saree and it was difficult for him to access my ass crack. He proceeded to knead with both hands and took a handful of the fatty flesh of my butts. He then pulled the plastic band of my panties from the thigh part. I could not take it anymore and so I shouted, ‘ Kya ho raha heaa yeh security guards generator kyon nahin chala rahe hea. I thought that this may fear away the servant who was molesting me in the dark.

He removed both his hands for about few seconds but again he started doing obscene things.

Suddenly I felt one of his hands on my hand pulling my hand behind me. That bastard had the guts to put my hands on his throbbing big hot cock. He made me hold it and then forcibly held my hand. He then started jerking his cock. I had for the first time in my life held such a big fat hard and hot cock.

So I was in a twin shocked¦ one, of the reality that this guy had the nerves to take my hand and put inside his lungi and force me to masturbate him and second of holding such a big fat cock. I tried to pull my hands away but he was way too powerful for me. I could feel the sweat of his cock and his hand on my hand. With a few jerks I could feel the tip of his cock oozing out with pre-cum.

Well after a few jerks he released my hand but to my surprise I continued to masturbate him forgetting that he had released me. Maybe I was shocked and forgot what I was doing or did not want to release such a powerful tool. Oh what an idiot I was. I immediately released it and brought my hand back. Then for a few seconds nothing happened, maybe that Haraami servant expected that the lights might be on any moment.

Soon the lift started and it seemed as if nothing ever had happened. I looked behind wanting to see who had the guts to act in such filthy behavior. I was angry and embarrassed. But all I could see were three indifferent faces. I looked for about few seconds but my floor had come and so I had to come out. I felt so helpless that I could not even identify the culprit servant who did all this.

I opened my flat with the keys I was carrying in my purse and locked myself inside the flat. I took a big sigh and started crying. I felt the wetness on my right hand which had held his cock a few seconds before. The second cock I had ever held in my life. I brought my hand to smell it. Oh it was awful. His cock sweat and his cock pre-cum mixed with his own hand sweat.

I immediately went to the bathroom to wash it all away. I was angry. How could he do that to me? Me. I was the wife of one of the richest industrialist of the city. I moved around amongst page 3 parties. I was well known amongst the richest section of the Society. The celebrity knew me. How did he have the guts to molest my butt? And to make me hold his dirty smelly wet cock. Oh.

I thought of telling my husband and getting him arrested on charges of molesting and attempting to. Whatever, I will not spare that bastard. I thought of killing him. I was still crying and washed my hand thoroughly with the soap. Then I looked myself in the bathroom mirror. Oh why did this happen to me. How can that bastard do this to me? Saala haraami son of a bitch I shouted fuck, fuck fuck. I opened my saree and then my blouse.

Thankfully he had not felt my tits. I stood there for a while watching myself in the mirror. I felt like a dirty whore. I needed a bath immediately and I removed my bra. What I saw in the mirror amazed me. My nipples were erect. I could not believe my eyes. How could this happen? It was not possible that of all women in the world I would have enjoyed it. I pinched them trying to soften them but it became harder. I pinched again and suddenly I felt a tinge of enjoyment.

Did I enjoy this molestation? No not possible. It cannot be. I immediately removed my petticoat and then I saw, to my horror. Did I enjoy this molestation? No not possible. It cannot be. I immediately removed my petticoat and then I saw, to my horror that my white panties were wet. I pulled down my panties and fingered my chut. It was fully wet with the excretion of my sex juices.

I could not believe myself. Was I a slut in the deepest core of my heart? Are there two sides to my personality? How could I be so angry and excited at the same time? Gosh I felt the need to take a bath but also the need to masturbate. I could still feel his hands roving around my fleshy ass. I looked myself in mirror again. I saw a hot lady with a figure of 36 30 and 38. I was 37 years old but still had a good figure and nice smooth fair skin.

I immediately opened the small almirah of the bathroom where I hid my dildoes and vibrators. I always used the brown dildo but never ever did I use the black one. The black one came free with the brown one, and since I always fantasized brown men I used the brown dildo the black one. I did not know why for the first time I took out the black dildo.

Tore open the packet as it was still sealed. I took it out and put it in my mouth as to suck it deep. It had a strange smell maybe because of being unused for two to three years. But still I wanted to suck deep as if it was the same cock I touched minutes before. Gosh! I could not believe myself. All I knew was that at that moment I wanted it.

I sucked hungrily for a while and then I let the black dildo roam around my body. I rubbed my tits and then my hard and erect nipples with it. I took some more saliva on the dildo and then again rubbed my nipples with it. Oh I was in heaven. Then I felt my bellybutton with it and then slowly took it down to my chut. I inserted the fat black dildo inside my pussy slowly fearing it will not go inside easily.

But my pussy was wet with my sex liquids and it slided inside. I started fucking my chut with the dildo and yes I imagined that it was the same cock which I had felt minutes before. I fantasized about that dirty dick and I shouted in Hindi abusive and filthy words. Oh oh oh saala haraami aao naaa pelo apne lund se apni maalkin ko aaa kutta kahin ka aaa.mere haath mein apna lund pakadwaata he saalaaa ab aao saala kamina mota mota lauda pelo meri

Phuddi meinaa apni maalkin ke phuddi meinaa ohhhhhhhh and then I had one of the best orgasm of my life. I was drained out of all my energy. I felt tired but at peace with myself. I sat down on the floor naked for sometime surprised about what I had experienced. I wanted to think nothing. Just enjoy the moment I told myself. I got up and then took a hot water bath. My husband would just be coming I thought and so I changed into my night dress.

I was feeling light after a long time. I ordered my servant to give me a hot tea and then I thought about whether to tell my husband about the whole incident or not. I had to think about what course of action to be taken. One thing was clear. Although at the time of being sexually abused and molested inside the lift I was angry. I could not deny the fact that I enjoyed masturbating thinking about the incident.

I decided not to say anything about it to my husband. But another thought kept me engaged the entire night. Who, out of the three servants, was he, who did the dirty thing with me?
There was a knock at the door. It was my servant who had got tea for me. I asked him to come inside. While he was serving tea to me I suddenly looked at him. I had never in the past years ever looked at any servant least of all my servant.

But today after the lift incident I noticed my servant for the first time. He was wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Could it be possible that he too was sporting a huge dirty filthy cock as that haraami who molested me? My servant Raju was about 28 years old I guessed. That made him nearly 10 years younger to me. He was smart and had an athletic body. Oh! What was I thinking? Because of my strong sexual unfulfilled desires I was thinking sexually about my own servant.

I immediately removed all such dirty thoughts out of my mind. No I will not think like this.
I had the tea Raju had brought. A thought crossed my mind. I called Raju and asked him about the three servants. But I could not describe them properly. There were so many other male servants too in the building complex. How could I give him a proper description of the three servants in the life with me? I did not even know their names. Moreover I concluded that if

I persist more he could suspect something fishy and probe more into the matter. After all he was also a servant and he might know the haraami whose cock I held. My husband came after a little while. I had already made up my mind that I would not tell anything about him. We had our dinner and then watched TV. My mind was far away from TV but I sat with my husband pretending to watch. Then we came to our bedroom and slept.


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Sex Is Life

Though sex in marriage is satisfying but outside marriage is just wonderful, it takes you to newer heights and you are at your best. I’m sharing this with you without the permission of girl I had this experience with, so

I’m not revealing the real names and locations; but yes the facts are very similar to what I have written. I don’t know how good a writer I’m, but here I go. I have a fairly active and satisfying sex life. To describe me, I’m in my thirties and quite athletic, a regular at Jim with height of 5.10 and being north Indian as I’m KK from Kashmir. I believe it is not right for one to say that I’m very handsome; it for people to decide and vary from person to person, so I just gave my basic physical details.

We do have girls at work place and we do talk freely but I generally find it difficult to open up beyond a point. This Story that I’m going to narrate happened just a week before. For work I have to travel to different parts of the country but it is not for longer durations. On one of these occasions I have to travel to Mumbai. Though sex in marriage is satisfying but outside marriage is just wonderful, it takes you to newer heights and you are at your best. I’m sharing this with you without the permission of girl I had this experience with, so

I’m not revealing the real names and locations; but yes the facts are very similar to what I have written. I don’t know how good a writer I’m, but here I go. I have a fairly active and satisfying sex life. To describe me, I’m in my thirties and quite athletic, a regular at Jim with height of 5.10 and being north Indian ‘m fair too. I believe it is not right for one to say that I’m very handsome; it for people to decide and vary from person to person, so I just gave my basic physical details.

We do have girls at work place and we do talk freely but I generally find it difficult to open up beyond a point. For work I have to travel to different parts of the country but it is not for longer durations. On one of these occasions I have to travel to Mumbai in Uttarkhand. Our branch head had left all of a sudden and I had to look for a replacement and also manage the branch till that time. So I had no idea for how long I have to be away from home. It was May and the weather was perfect for mountains.

Only good accommodation that I got there was the house where our earlier branch head was staying. The ground floor was occupied by the land lord and on the first floor it had two apartments. Both were vacant and I took one. The two apartments were inter-connected through a common door (which was locked) connecting the drawing room of both the apartments. The other apartment was also vacant, so I was all alone on this big floor. I used to spend most of my time in the branch, working late evenings as I had nothing to do after office.

After about a month the landlord told me that the other apartment has also been let out and a manager of an insurance company will be coming there. I was a little happy that I might get some company after office. The day after when I came back from work, the door of the apartment was closed, I thought that I will meet my new neighbor the next day morning. Next day as usual got up early and went for a jog and while I was coming back I saw a very pretty newly wedded girl in my balcony (balcony for both the flats was common).

I’m from Delhi and Delhi has pretty faces everywhere but she was just too beautiful. Milky white, full breast and round bottoms, blackish brown straight silky hairs almost touching her bottoms and she was about 5? 3” tall, wearing a red suit with chunni on her head and wrist full of red bangles filling most of part of the wrist (wearing chooda if you understand that). Some time you are surprised that how much you notice in just a few seconds of look.

I could have said at least “hi” but with her beauty I couldn’t get the courage, just the sight of her made blood rush in whole of my body, and I straight went in. She was putting clothes on the wire for drying. She did take a look at me from the corner of her eye but was normal otherwise and kept on with her cloths. I kept with my routine and was getting ready for office and after about an hour someone knocked on the door; I thought it must be landlord. It was a handsome gentleman, my new neighbor and husband of ‘the fairy’

I had seen a while ago. We introduced ourselves and he told me that he is working for a leading insurance company and working as a Sales manager and has been transferred to Mumbai. I was happy as he was looking like someone I could talk to, when I come back from work. His name was Junaid. He also told me that he has been married about a couple of months back and his wife Sakeena is with him.

I told him that my family is at Kashmir and I’m here for a short while may, a week or two more. He was quite friendly and since I was alone he invited me for dinner. I was a little uncomfortable as we just have been introduced and he had a fairy in there and I was not sure how to behave with her; I knew the moment I’m in their home, it will be just impossible for me take my eyes off that gorgeous looking Wife.

When he left I noticed something wrong the way he was walking; something you too must have noticed while some people walk; it looks like as if they are homo; but that walk always is not related to someone being a gay, I have known people with that walk but still are straight. The whole day in office I was thinking about that lovely face, I have just seen her for few seconds, and was looking forward for the dinner.

At 8.30 in the evening I knocked at my neighbor’s door and Sakeena answered it; I extended my hand saying hello I’m KK(sometime you do behave awkwardly, I know I should not have extended my hand for a hello, in Delhi it could have been fine but not here). She did extend her hand I got a touch of most soft hand I have ever touched. I was conscious of what I have done so retreated fast. I asked her about Junaid and she told me that he is taking shower.

I said then I will come back in bout 10 – 15 mins, she said no it is fine and I should come in. I was sitting there and looking at her every now and then, moving my head one way or the other. She was noticing this too but kept busy with cutting her salads. She broke the ice, it is generally easy for the girls I think, and asked about my family and it all began from there. We started talking I eased a bit, the blood pressure was coming back to normal, summersaults in tummy were settling down and I was talking to her not making her conscious.

Junaid arrived after about 15 mins and things were normal thereafter; though even now every time I was looking at her she was making me conscious as if I’m doing it for purpose. Dinner was fine, in fact was too good for a person having home food after a long time, I did complement her for her cooking. Junaid said we can have at least one meal together at night if not more. I was overwhelmed by his invitation, a little embarrassed too for looking at his wife the wrong way. Here were two very nice people and we became good friends.

At times I too used to cook for them, what every little I could. Life was a little better in this sleepy little town. One of the other things that I noticed was something missing in relationship between Junaid and Sakeena. They were not acting as a newly married couple, something was missing while they were talking to each other; they were sort of too formal between them. That anyways was none of my business and I never took liberty of probing.

She was very cute and chirpy while she was alone with me and a healthy friendship grew between me and her and with Junaid as well. Sakeena and I had some common interest in music (western as well as Bollywood), books and travel and I copied all my music collection on her PC. We used to talk long hours on these. I didn’t realize it then but I was actually falling for this beautiful girl.

Junaid used to come late at times and if we were having dinner together, we used to wait for him. At times he used to be as late as 10.30 – 11 at night. By mid June rains had arrived in the mountains (rains are generally very heavy in mountains) and on one of this rainy day Junaid was not back even by 11.30 and we were a little worried. His cell was not reachable. Then we saw the headlight of his bike from a distance, he was driving very slowly and as soon as he reached home he could not park it and fell on the ground along with the bike.

We both ran down; Junaid had met with an accident. On this rainy day his bike had slipped on dark wet road. He had bad burses on this left arm and leg and even his head bleeding (fortunately not heavily). We took him to hospital in my car, finding a doc in a small town in the middle of night is not easy. Doc worked on him and came out after an hour, we were waiting outside. He said Junaid had no serious injury and should be back to normal in about three to four days but at that time he running high fever.

The Doc suggested keeping him in the hospital till next day morning. He also told us that since there is nothing serious with him and as such there is no place for the attendant we can go back now and come at 9 in the morning. With this both came back; it was about 2 in the morning and sleep was gone so was hunger. In the mountains even in the month of June, with rains, you start shivering and we both were. I offered to make coffee for Sakeena and she agreed. I bought two big mugs of coffee and we started chatting; just chit chatting.

Then Sakeena asked about my kids and I told her that our first one came in the first year of our marriage, wasn’t planned. I asked her what they are planning. Sakeena was uncomfortable with this question, all this while she was looking at me while talking, but now she was looking at the floor and I saw a strange sadness in that bubbly cute face. I said I’m sorry I should not have asked but she no, it is ok and there is nothing wrong in what I have asked and with that her eyes were wet. She said they can’t have kids.

I was taken a back; they were married only for a couple of months and I asked her the same. She was quite for some time and as I was about to change the topic, she started talking. She said it is very personal and embarrassing to share with. I said it is ok, she doesn’t have to if she is not comfortable. But she was looking for someone to talk to and looked at me with those helpless eyes. I so much wanted to hug her. I went close to her and held her hand and I think she felt trusted.

She told me her small little story and the mystery that they had in their not so hot relationship (between her and Junaid) unfolded; what she has been holding for all this time from me and the entire world. She told me that on the day of their wedding night they did try to make love but Junaid could not get erection and he seemed to be uninterested and then he slept after an hour of wasted attempts. Junaid didn’t show much interest since then and when she asked him ‘what the matter was’ he said that he is not interested in sex is a very spiritual person.

She asked him then how will they have kids and if there is any problem they can consult a doc. But he replied that nothing is wrong with him and he is not interested in kids either. He had given some hints to her that he could be gay but she doesn’t know much about it so she can’t say what actually the matter is. All my friendship, caring for Junaid turned into rage and I asked her that didn’t she ask him that ‘why did he marry at the first place’.

She said she did ask him and he told her that his parents wanted him to get married, a standard reply in such cases. My blood pressure was going up, how could someone ruin the whole life of such an innocent girl; it wasn’t a matter of a day or two not even a year or two it was killing someone every day for rest of her life. How could he do it, I just couldn’t digest the fact. She was still looking at ground and tears rolling down from those lovely eyes. I still couldn’t get the courage of hugging her. I asked her that hasn’t she thought in terms of divorce.

She said she can’t even think of divorce; she is from a very conservative family and is the eldest of the three daughters of her parents. If she divorces him, ever one in the family will disown her and no one will ever be touch with her. She said it is better for her to live with this marriage and be with everyone and live rest of the life the way it is. She said Junaid otherwise is decent person and generally reasonable. I was so moved hearing all this, felt so helpless; may be for the first time in my life (and may be the only time ever)

I felt I wish I had met her before I was married (even when I’m quite happy with married life).
I took the courage and wiped off the tears from her face and she looked up, looked up to me as if I could do something and things will change for her, looking at me with those expected eyes. All I could do was take her in my arms and hug her. She had her head on my shoulder and her arms on my back but the crying didn’t stop, don’t know for how long and I held her tightly. I never wanted to let her go out of my embrace.

She stopped I don’t know exactly but may be after half n hour; I wiped her face, her head had now moved from my shoulder on to my chest and I could see her face in the slightly dim light of the table lamp. Her silken hairs touch my face and I kissed her head two three times. She looked at me and I really don’t know what that innocent face was asking me but she was looking like the most beautiful women in the world to me; her deep eyes still wet, bold pinky lips, a bindi on the forehead,

I generally am not short of words but that day I really don’t have words to describe her beauty. I don’t know how but my face came closer to her and she closed her eyes and our lips met. I very softly took her lips into mine and had shivers in my spine. She had very soft and warm lips. I started kissing her, her mouth slightly open and I was exploring her mouth. Our tongue was touching and I was licking her lovely lips. Our breath was getting heavier and we were now holding each other tighter.

I was holding her with my left hand and was caressing her silky hairs and her face with my right hand. We were getting hot and she started responding and our tongues were now groping deep inside. Still kissing very softly and I was transported into a different world. May be the best moments of my life. It was all love, no lust in it, no feeling of guilt, two human being loving each other and it was just wonder. We must have kissed for may be 30 to 40 minutes and all this while Sakeena’s eyes were closed. I’m not sure but I think this was the first lip kiss for her (knowing her back ground and present circumstances).

Our lips parted and she opened her eyes; she looked at me there and was a smile on her face. Our embrace loosened and she got up and looking down at the ground she went to her apartment without saying a word. It is 4.30 in the morning and with a feeling of giving a few happy moments to someone I went to bed too. I didn’t want to sleep but was so tired with the night’s ordeal that I didn’t know when I sleep. I woken up by some gentle knocks at my door; it was Sakeena with a smile.

It was around 9 in the morning and time to being Junaid back. I hugged her as soon as she entered and she too hugged me back. Without saying a word we were in each other’s arms for about 5 mins, it was a very nice feeling. She broke the hug and said we are getting late, we have brought Junaid back. We reached the hospital; he was still in half sleep.

In about a couple of hours we brought him back home; he was doing fine but for some bandages, his fever was gone and after about four days of rest at home he was back to work. My feelings for him as a good friend had changed but I was still trying to be as normal as possible.

Since Junaid was at home we too maintained our distance. I was missing home badly and went back on a weekend. Came back again and was looking forward to meet Sakeena again. It was month ending and Junaid was coming home late, that was normal for him. The very next day that I arrived, I got that gentle knock at my door in the middle of night. I opened the door, it was Sakeena and it was raining heavy out there.

She said she got a call from Junaid about an hour and a half back saying that all this while he has been in a nearby town and waiting for rain to stop. Since it was a heavy pore and the accident that he had, he said he would prefer to stay at his friend’s house who lived in the same town. May be trying to read my mind (thought I had no questions there) but she said she is feeling scared of sleeping alone. We have not been alone, real alone, for some days now and we have not hugged for some time.

Without thinking about anything I closed the door and took her in my arms. This was the time where I wish the world to stop, the clock to stop clicking. I thought I could spend my entire life in her arms, think somewhere inside me I was in love with this girl. I do love my wife and I do get all the love from her but sometime I think you are / can be in love with two at a time; it happens. And I just couldn’t control and said Sakeena, said replied in a low ‘huuum’ and I said ‘

I love u’. Don’t know how and don’t why I said that but yes I did. She looked up and had tears in those deep big eyes. It was a very emotionally charged moment for us. She buried her head in my chest and tears kept rolling. I wish I could do something, I wish I could change things for her but I couldn’t play God. I was wiping tears from her soft cheeks and running my hands through her lovely hairs. I pulled her chin up and kissed her and we kissed passionately.

I had my left hand on her back the right holding her head moving gently in her hairs. She too was holding me tight with her one hands cupped from below my arms to my shoulders and the other own holding me from back. We were exploring each other’s mouth and the feeling was wonderful. It is been about three years since then but thinking about that day I still can visualize every single details and get very emotional about it.

My right hand was on her back and was caressing it all this while and I moved down to her bottoms. Marvelous; that is the only word I have for it, perfectly round, firm and must have been size 36. I’m man who is more aroused by perfect bottoms than breasts. She was wearing a pink nighty and I was feeling her over it. I pressed her bottoms and pushed her closer to me so that our bodies were touch all over.

I was in my Bermuda shorts and t-shirt and I’m sure that she must have felt my hardness. My hands were exploring further now and I was touching the parting of her bottoms and pushing her closer and closer to me. Our lips still exploring each other’s mouth, bodies pressed against each other and my hand exploring her, it was a feeling and I just didn’t want it to stop. May be after about 15 – 20mins we detached and she looked at me and I could see all the love she had in her eyes. I took her to my bedroom.

I sat on the bed and made her sit on my lap and we were lip locked again. I was holding from beck with my left hand the right was free to explore. I was moving my right hand over her very pretty face, her silky hairs her neck and don’t know when I placed my hands on her breast and was caressing them, one by one. The size was one handful, not very big nor too small. Now she was getting aroused and our kisses were getting more passionate and hotter. She was holding me from my back and responding to my every move.

Our lips parted for a while and we again hugged tight, my both hands on her back now and right one moving down to her thighs; moving up and down on her thighs and bottoms and feeling her softly. I wanted to feel her more and moved her nighty up with my right hand. Think the people of the hills have a habit of wearing more than required; she was wearing a white salwar below nighty. I had to pull the nighty up to the knot of the salwar and one hand was not enough to open the knot and to pull it down.

I made her half stand and pulled the salwar down with the right hand. She was flowing with the current and I think had decided to let things happen, have the best of the moments of love. At that time it wasn’t that I’m married and it wasn’t that she too is married; it was just two of us; two people in love and making love and world beyond this didn’t exist. I pulled her nighty up to her waist. She was fair, very fair but what I saw then made me realize that she was not just very fair but she was actually milky white, in fact her skin was slight pinkish white.

I placed my hands on her thighs and started caressing them; she was wearing a deep red panty and when I touched it, it was very wet. I wanted to smell it, I wanted to lick it, and I wanted my lips between her legs. Her breath was getting very heavy now. I took off her nighty and she was now just her panty and bra. I took my hands behind her and unhooked her bra and was about to take it off but she got up from my lap and went to bed, taking the sheet on her.

I took off my Bermuda and t-shirt and went to bed with her in my undies. I started kissing her all over, starting from her forehead to her eyes, her soft cheeks, her neck, her ear; Sakeena had her eyes closed and now moaning very softly.

I could hear her heavy breath and very faint ummmmmmm and hummmmm. I moved down to her breast, still covered with bra. It was unhooked and I just took it off. What a sight it was, those lovely boobs, probably untouched till now by any male species.
Absolutely erect and pink nipples. She stopped me and told me to switch off the lights.

I put off the bedroom lights but let the living room lights on; I wanted to see her. I went back to the bed and tugged inside the sheet Sakeena was having. Again we were in each other’s arms and started kissing passionately. I was caressing her erect boobs one after another, they have become quite firm. I slowly started moving down and my lips came on to her breasts. I started licking them gently and slowly took those pink nipples in my mouth.

I wanted t take the whole of the boobs in my mouth, like a man who is hungry for ages but certainly those were just too big to be take all inside my mouth. My tongue was doing things on her and now she was holding my head with her both hand and pressing it on her boobs. Her breath was getting heavier and moaning very audible now, her legs were moving side by side and she was losing controls, actually getting out of bounds and I think at that time she too wanted to have the best of moments.


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Seduction Of A Conservative Sexy Hosuewife

I am Raj, a happily married man of 32 years age having one child and have a very strong sex drive.

After reading so many stories on ISS, I felt that I should share my sexperience which I had long ago, at the age of 26. That time I was in Mumbai, staying with my uncle at Andheri, for getting a certificate in A/c and Refrigeration through a institute from Dadar,

After passing out of a diploma course. Now, I will come to the point. I met a gentleman of age 37 yrs called Sandip(name changed for safety) in the institute, who was a instructor in electronics trade, in that institute. He was belonging to my caste and hence he had a special attention towards me. I was calling him as ‘Sir’.

After one month during course, which was of six months, one Saturday he called me to come to his home.

Since I was respecting him, I agreed for the offer and told my uncle that I am going to a friend’s home to stay till Sunday evening and went to his home at Thane with him after the classes.When we reached his house, one lady in sleeve less blouse and saree opened the door. After entering the house,

Sir introduced me to that lady as she his wife Smitha. I greeted her with a smile and she also smiled back. She was 29 yrs, 5’5” with milky white complexion. The flat was 2BHK on second floor and I was shown the second bed room for settle down for the day. I went to bath room, got freshened up, wore a bermuda and came to the hall,

I was surprised to see Smitha has changed to a half sleeve blouse. I tried not to show my expession, but I think she noticed the change in expression of my face.

Everything went fine and we had the dinner at about 9.30 PM and The couple, sorry for not telling that they had a son of 1 year old, Suhas, retired for sleep along with their child. I was watching cricket on TV for the name sake and thinking about Smitha. Even though she was in sleeveless blouse, when we entered the house,

I could not see her open body, except hands, as she was covering body very well with saree. But, I could feel that, she had a good figure and was thinking that how can I see her assets. At around about 11.30 PM, Smitha came out and asked me that ‘why you are not sleeping’.

I told her that ‘Bhabhi, I will sleep after this match’. She also watched the match for a while, during which I was watching her left boob through blouse, which was now little open due to loose pallu and found that the size of it was like big size MOSAMBI.

It was firm and round, may be due to bra. Looking at that, my member in the bermuda started getting a hard on. Since it was bermuda, she could not see my bulge. When she turned to look at me, I was watching the TV and she could not notice my survey of her boob. She told me to sleep and went to sleep.

I immediately put off the TV, went to toilet and shagged thinking of fucking Smitha. To tell you friends, it was a great feeling to shag thinking of fucking to her. I shagged twice and went to sleep.

Next day when I got up at around about 9.00AM, I found that ‘Sir’ was not there and Smitha told me that he has gone to the institute for some work and will return by Lunch, at about 01.00PM. She served me with the breakfast.

She asked me whether I am feeling lonely due to Sir’s absence. I told her that ‘when you are around, why should I feel lonely?’ She was blushed and just smiled at me.

After the breakfast I took the plates and started cleaning them. She immediately closed the tap and told me that ‘you are guest in this house and you should not do all these things. This is my job’.

I told her that ‘I am comfortable doing all these thing as I do same at my uncle’s place’. She told that ‘You can do any thing at your uncle’s house. Here you are a guest and should not do all these things’.

And told me to go to hall and watch TV. I asked her ‘Is there any problem to you if I stay here? It is better to be with you than watching the TV programmes’. She looked at me in a different way and told me that ‘Your Sir does not like men to be in the kitchen when women are working’.

She had cleverly hinted me, without uttering the words, that, she did not have any problem for my being in the kitchen, if it is not known to

Sir. I told her that ‘do not worry bhabhi, before Sir’s arrival I will be in the hall. He would not come to know that I was with you in the kitchen. I hope you have no objection for me to be with you’.

She just smiled and continued her work. She gave me some job of cutting the vegetables and during the time I told her so many jokes, all family type, which she enjoyed a lot. I was totally enjoying her beauty, which was clearly visible due to her loose pallu and lifting the saree up for ease of working.

Upper portion of her breasts and leg portion was clearly visible. She had very fair and smooth skin. It was a great feeling and my cock was hard as rock in my undies, which she could not notice due to bermuda. So many times I felt like hugging her from behind and pressing her boobs while grinding my croach to her protruding bum cheeks. Somehow I controlled my self and went to toilet and shgged.

By that time it was 12.30 PM and she told me go to hall and watch TV, as it was time for Sir to come. She told me that ‘Thank you for your company. I did not know how the time passed, which otherwise I would be waiting to finish the work’. I told her by bending, with my right hand on my chest ‘It is my pleasure.

You are most welcome’, in my mind I was saying that ‘Try my small brother once…You will always want company of my small brother’ and I went to hall and started watching TV.Sir came at about 01.30 PM and smiled at me and told me that ‘ sorry that I could not tell you that I am going to institute. Did you have any problem?’ I said ‘ No Sir, I was watching the TV programmers’

He told me not call him Sir at home, but to call him as Uncle. We had lunch and slept. In the evening I left to Andheri after having tea.The actual story starts now. On Thursday, Sir, whom I started calling as Uncle, told me to come to his house on Saturday and to stay for 10 days, as he was going to outstation for official work.

He also told me that earlier he used to leave his wife and child at her sister’s place in Dombivali, who was staying with her husband, two children and her mother in law in a 1BHK flat.

Since this time duration is more, his wife suggested my name to stay with her as I am grown up enough to take care of her and the child, in case of any emergency. I said OK and told to my Andheri Uncle that I am going to my friend, who met me after very long time and I am going to stay with him for 10 days, as I did not want him to know where I am going and went to Thane Uncle’s House.

On reaching there both uncle and bhabhi welcomed me, even the child, Suhas recognized me. I gave him a chocolate. It went normally on that day.It was decided to go to VT with Uncle to send him off and while returning to go to Dadar for buying some vegetables, as they are cheap in Dadar market. As decided after sending off Uncle, we, me with bhabhi and Suhas went to Dadar, bought the vegetables and came to the station to catch a local to Thane.

It was 10.45 AM. We were waiting for local. I was holding Suhas all the way. I asked bhabhi to go to ladies bogie with baby, for that she told me that she will come to general bogie with me as I am there to take care of her and baby.

She said it would be difficult to go in the ladies compartment with the baby. We boarded the train at about 11.00AM and got a place to stand near the door against the partition wall. She was standing against the wall facing me holding the vegetable bag in left hand and I was standing in front of her covering her. I was holding the baby in my right hand and holding the rod on the partition wall with the left hand.

I was keeping a safe distance so that I am not pressing her with my body. But, in the next station more people entered the train and some how I had to press my self to her. Still I shifted a little bit to her right side as her left hand was down holding the bag.

Now my right thigh was pressing her right thigh. The pallu of bhabhi was flattering due to wind and I was getting a nice view of her bulge of milky white boobs inside the pallu due to which my cock was hard and bulging in side the pant. She noticed flattering of pallu and with her right hand she tucked her pallu to the blouse.

By this time Suhas had slept on my shoulder and I just moved my hand to hold him properly. In the process, back of my right palm just brushed her left boob. She suddenly looked at me in surprise but she realized the why I did that. She told me to hand over Baby to her and tried to take him. I did not allow her to take Suhas and I told her that ‘You came with me in general compartment for ease of traveling and when I am along, you need not worry about Suhas’.

During this process she suddenly brought her right hand down and passed between our bodies to hold the vegetable bag from left hand. I did not had enough time to give a way for hand to pass through, which brushed my hard bulge on the way. I did not know what to do and started looking out of the train.

Now her right hand was down with the vegetable bag. In the process her pallu again got loose and started flattering, which even after knowing she left it for flattering and again I was getting full view of the bulge of her milk mound. She turned to her left to see inside of compartment which made her right hand to again brush my bulge. In this position her right side ass cheek was pressing my bulge and I knew that she was feeling it.

Still, she did not move and also I noticed that her ass was moving a bit so as to caress my bulge. At this moment back my palm holding the baby was touching her right boob and I found that her nipple was hard. This time she did not made any attempt to see me as if nothing happened. I thought she is doing all this purposely and pressed my right hand little hard on her right boob, while looking outside, as if I do not know any thing. I think she looked at me, but I could not know.

She turned to face me and while turning the right hand again brushed my hard on. Now her right hand, with the vegetable bag, was on my right thigh just inches away from my bulged cock. I was surprised to know that why her hand is on my thigh? If she wanted, she could have held it back so as to avoid touching my thigh.

I also acted as if nothing happened and kept a watch on the feeling of her hand on my thigh. I could feel that her hand was slowly moving towards my cock. Within short time it touched side of my erect member and kept it there for some time, may be to see my reaction. Finding no reaction from me, it again moved further and completely rested on the middle of the bulge with pressure.

I just turned to see inside of the compartment with a innocent look on my face and noticed that she is also looking inside compartment. To confirm again, I forcibly throbbed my cock 2-3 times, which she must have felt, but still her hand did not move from the place. It was evident now that this sexy lady wants a good time with me. I was now sure that next 10 days will be like journey to heaven with this young sexy lady. I also started free movements of my body.

I placed my right hand, holing the baby, directly on the side of her left boob and pressed hard, but did not look at her. I slipped my forefinger and middle finger inside her pallu and pressed hardened nipple between them. She shivered a little bit and pressed her hand on my cock little hard and held the cock in between back of her fore finger and middle finger and pressed 2-3 times.

All the while we were looking here and there, without having eye contact of each other, as if nothing has happened. I spread my legs a bit & shifted my waist to my right side and pressed my erect dick on her front side on her pussy. With the motion of the train, I started grinding my bulge on her pussy.

She was breathing heavily due to all this pressing, brushing. Meantime Thane station arrived and we had to get down. While getting down I just said ‘Bhabhi, How fast we reached? I never knew’ She said ‘We have traveled almost one hour’. I told ‘time passed like anything’ She just smiled bent down her head.

After reaching home, she was behaving as if she is some other lady than who had traveled with me by train. She said that first she will make food hot, which was prepared before going to VT and then feed Suhas before serving the lunch. I said ‘OK bhabhi.

I will bring PAN for both of us’ She said that she never eats PAN as it makes her feel giddy. I told her that it is because she eats PAN very rarely and if she does not eat PAN then I will also not eat. After some deliberation, she agreed to eat MEETHA PAN. I decided to make her to eat that special PAN which contains some drug, which enhances the sex urge in multifold, because I realized that she is a lady with dual nature.

One of her nature is to be conservative lady, faithful to her husband and second one is to enjoy variety in sex, which she is not able to, due to conservative nature of her husband. I wanted to bring out her second nature during my stay and enjoy the beauty of this charming, sexy but conservative, shy lady.

I went to the railway station to bring the PAN as I did not want any nearby PAN vendor to know with whom I am staying so as to keep the secrecy of identity. I asked a PANwala, near station, to give me two MEETHA PAN. As he started to prepare PAN, I asked him any special PAN for ladies and winked at him. He smiled and told me that It will cost more. I told him that make one that special PAN.

He prepared two MEETHA PAN, one of them was that special one and packed separately for me to recognize later. He also told me that to make the lady to feel about the sex, which will increase her urge to have sex. I came home, had lunch with bhabhi during which she was very normal as if nothing happened in the train. I gave her that special PAN and went to hall started to watch TV.

After some time she came to hall sat on the sofa chair opposite to me. We talked many things in general. Suddenly she asked me ‘is there any problem for you to stay here?’ I said ‘No bhabhi. Why are you asking this?’ She said that I would have been enjoying the company of friends at Andheri, which is not possible now. I told her ‘Bhabhi do not worry about it.

Infact I am thankful for recommending my name for staying here during uncle’s absence, as I like you very much’ She blushed and kept quite. I asked her ‘Bhabhi, I noticed on first day, when I came here, you were wearing sleeveless blouse and after some time changed to half sleeve blouse. Why?’

She felt shy and said that ‘ My husband does not like to wear such dress in front of others’ I told her ‘Bhabhi if you like, you can wear sleeveless dress. It suits very well to your figure. You look great. Donot worry about it. I will not tell any one’.

She again blushed and put her head down. I wanted her to feel sex, but the subject was not coming up. I told her ‘ Bhabhi, you look 4-5 years young than your age in that sleeveless blouse. Why do not you wear?’ She looked at me with a confused look and I think that hit the target.

She said that at this young age I should concentrate on studies rather than on such things. I asked her Bhabhi, what do you think my age is?’ She said it must be 18-20. I said why are you thinking so? She said because you are still studying and you do not have facial hairs. I told her that I am 26 and I have completed diploma and I had joined a job for two years. Also I told her why I am doing this course. As far as facial hairs are concerned,

I told her that due to some reasons I am not getting facial hairs but hairs at other places are at abandon and showed my arm pit. I asked her whether she wants to see herself the other place from where she can see the hairs as well as can see my exact growth.

She blushed and told me that she is feeling sleepy and told me to sleep. I told her that ‘I will sleep when I feel to. At present I am wide awake’ and looked at her straight. She just got up and went to bed room and closed the door.

I went to balcony of the hall and started counting the minutes, as I knew she has to come back to me very soon due to the effect of special PAN. Within 10 minutes she was at the door of the balcony and asked me ‘what are you doing here without sleeping?’.

I was surprised to see her in a sleeveless cream coloured blouse with a chiffon saree with her pallu spread on the chest. It was clear that she was not wearing the bra as the bra strap was not visible. Top of her breast bulge and the cleavage was clearly visible through saree as the blouse was of low and wide neck.

This gave me instant hard on, which luckily was hidden in my bermuda. She stood near me on my left side from where open portion of her right boob was visible. I told her that I was thinking of our journey by train today. She looked at me in a nervous look and went in side & sat on sofa. I also went in hall sat next to her keeping my left hand on the back of sofa behind her. I asked her ‘what happened?

Why you are so nervous?’ and placed my left hand on her left shoulder. She looked at me nervously and asked me ‘you are calling me bhabhi and why you are doing all this’ and pushed my hand from her shoulder. I told her that ‘I call you bhabhi because no one should mistake us. As such I was treating you as a bhabhi till today morning.

After the train journey today from Dadar to Thane, I totally changed and looking at you as my sweet girlfriend. I know very well you also like it’. She told me that she never had any boyfriend in her life and it is difficult to accept me as one, since she is married woman and elder to me. I told her that in such relation factors like marriage, age, etc does not come in way. Only the liking to each other is counted. I asked her do you like me or not?

She said I like you, but I can not allow you to do all those things because I am married and you are not my husband. I asked her ‘were you not married when you enjoyed mine in the train journey’ She was nervous and with meek voice she said it was accidental due to rush. I put my left hand again on her left shoulder and said, ‘bhabhi, accident can be once or twice. But you were brushing, pressing my dick all along the journey and were enjoying my pressing your boobs.

I know you liked it and have many fantasies which you want to experience, but afraid of getting caught. Do not worry bhabhi, this will be a secrete between me and you. During these ten days you can be free with me and enjoy your fantasies in real life has given such a great opportunity to both of us to fulfill each other’s fantasies.

Come on bhabhi….be bold and continue the enjoyment of train. Now no one is here…you are free to feel me…no need to do it hidingly’ and started caressing her shoulder which made her pallu be loose and I got ample view of her cleavage and the bulging. My cock was throbbing in the undie. I wanted her to hold my dick. She was almost in the trans of sex & was not knowing what to do.

I told her to feel me as she was feeling me in the train and took her hand put on my left thigh. She was trembling due to nervousness, as it was her first time with a man other than her husband. The trembling hand was slowly caressing my thigh. I slid down my hand along with her pallu. She immediately held the pallu and looked at me and told that please do not do this.


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Navratri And My Mom

Hello..this is a work of fiction.We live in a posh area of the city. I am the only child of my parents. We are a upper class family and quite rich but I won’t boast on that. My dad is a rich person and holds business while mom is a home maker. She used to be a part of a dance troop in her earlier days.

Even after she was married to my father she continued it till she had me. Speaking about my mom, she is not any ordinary girl. In our locality men flock around our house just to have a glimpse of her and her sexy body.

Such is her looks that once she even got a proposal on the doormat when she got up to take newspaper(old story)! She used to maintain her body well with gym. Her face was beautiful My mom is just 40 this year but even then u would be surprised looking at her saying that she was just married.

Any men would get erection it they saw her in clothes may it be salwar kameez, saree or jeans or gym trousers. She was just awesome. Her figure was 34c-33-37 which I came to know from her jeans size and bra size. But the thing that troubles me is that even my friends lust for her.

They have never spoken to me about it directly but I have heard them talk behind my back saying hot and erotic things about her like” who to randi se bhi mast hai ” “uski gori badan ka kya jawani hai saali chikni” “ek bar bahoon main aa jayee ,bas choos choos kar meri raani bana dunga” and stuffs like that.

Sometimes it makes my blood boil when I hear things like this . They speak about my mom in such a rude way like she is just a sexy piece of hot jawani, but then I didn’t want to quarrel with them as some of them are very bad boys like mawali type and gangster types.

Apart from this all I loved my mom too sexually after I came to know of the word incest in internet. It was then that I realized that those friends of mine were indeed true.

She was sexier that the young girls in my school. She had dark brown hair like Priyanka Chopra, smooth white skin like navneet kaur, thunder thighs and sexy waist like Deepika Padukone and superb delicious back.

Men at the malls would stare at her when she wore jeans and at parties when she wore deep neck blouse exposing her back and chest, even my dick gets turned on man! It was then when I recall the erotic things that my friends talked about her , that I started masturbating thinking about her. She became my fantasy.

I had a very good friend called Arun. Another called Mohan was also in my class but I rarely talked to him. He wasn’t a good boy, but Arun and Mohan were friends too. They used to frequent my house very often. But I knew Mohan’s intention was to stare at my mom ‘s beauty and jack off at night thinking about her.

So I used to ignore him at home but even then he didn’t mind and always looked at mom rather than me and used to give smiles to my mom .I used to get angry at this but never said anything.

It was navaratri time in Gujarat. One day Mohan and and some unknown friend of his came to my home. Mohan introduced him to me as Ranveer. I had heard his name from some of my friends. Ranveer used to be in their batch in tuition and had a bad image for being the most notorious and foul mouthed boy of some other school.

I was disgusted in having him in my home but didn’t say anything against him because I knew how he and his gang will handle me if I was rude to them. I allowed them in after greeting them.

We chatted for a while in the living room and Mohan told me that as his bike had broken down, Ranveer agreed to drop him. So they were on the way when he thought to give me a visit. But even then I doubted their intentions. My mom came into the living room from kitchen and saw them.

Mohan greeted my mom saying “Hello aunty” (which he never did before) and my mom smiled and said hi. That day my mom was wearing a black tight top and a white Capri showing her smooth creamy white legs.

The top was so tight that it thoroughly showed off her beautiful figure and nice round and firm breasts. The thin silver necklace on her creamy neck looked so seductive that anyone would have wanted to give a bite there. She asked me who the other one is.

I was about to reply when Ranveer himself said his name and said that he was another friend of mine. How dare he? I just saw him today for the first time and he says that he is a friend of mine?

I wanted to slap him , such was my patience tested. He got up and offered to shake hand with my mom. My mom was about to walk away into the kitchen but then she shook hands with him and I could clearly see the lust in his eyes.

He held my mom’s palm very tightly and while loosening the grip he did as if savoring her skin on her palm and took away his palm slowly. It all happened in front of me though my mom did not take it seriously. She went into the kitchen to prepare squash for them to drink.

When she came back and served, Ranveer purposely acted as if adjusting himself in the seat and tried to look into her top to catch a glimpse of her boobs when she bent with the tray. She then kept the tray on the table and again went to the kitchen .

While doing this they both were staring at my mom’s tight ass as she walked like a model. I was jealous of mom seducing them innocently. After a while they left. Similar incident happened the next 2 days too.

The third day mom was getting ready for garba and so was I. And even my mom used to go for garba. Not to mention though boys and teens staring with watery mouth to kiss on every possible place on her body. Mom was to leave separately in her car, while I in my bike with Arun.

Mohan was also coming to my house so that we could go together. Arun, Mohan and to my shock that Ranveer also arrived when my mom was just about to leave. They were in the living room and my mom soon appeared. They were flabbergasted!

They stared at my mom with wide eyes, from top to bottom. Open silky straightened hair, pink lip gloss, backless chaniya choli with just three strings behind to hold her top. The strings were tied like a shoelace and tempting for anyone to open them and lick her bare smooth and sexy back.

She had the perfect of the waist anyone had seen. You would have liked to pinch her. Even her top was sleeve less type showing off her sexy white shapely arms. By the way the top was short that her tummy could be seen and her navel too.

Standing along with my friends there in the living room who were staring at her, made me feel proud of my beautiful sexy and hot mom. It seemed as if all wanted to kiss her and bite her everywhere.

She gave me the keys saying “goodbye honey, see you ” smiled and left in her Santro. Ranveer and mohan didn’t take off their eyes from her waist and back while she was walking away. Those naughty perverts!!! We too left for united ways after a while.

After reaching there we had a fun time with some of my old friends who had left school and then we started our dance. After a long time I saw mom. She asked me where others were and said that her friends are about to go early so she was left alone and had no option but to go back alone. I told ok but my other friends insisted that we could keep her company, initially she denied but then agreed after many of us urged her to stay back.

Of course who would want a sex hot woman as a partner to dance with them. But she was only one and we were five including me. We accommodated ourselves in the line in between the ground. After a while when they declared a break, my mom said she would go have some water from the stall outside.

The moment she left Ranveer too gave an excuse and went after her . But I felt something fishy as she left alone and Ranveer went after her. I decided to follow them. She went to the parking area where she had parked the car.

I slowly followed without them knowing. I hardly had any idea where she had parked the car. She went on walking. I first thought why is she going so far? My heart beat began to rise when thoughts of her meeting another man came to my mind. But then I saw our car parked outside the entrance to a new society which was undergoing construction.

Suddenly she turned around and saw Ranveer . “what happened do you need something? Beta?” I thought in my mind that even though she called him as beta, he would be taking some other assumptions and I was sure about it. He asked her aunty are you going home early? Do you feel lonely?

“Oh no beta I need to go home its urgent.”
“Urgent at 11:30 at night? May I help?”

“Its its .. so sweet of you.. ”

“Mujhe malum hai aap ko kyun acha nahi lagta. Hum sab hai na, come on aunty, we will keep you company. Or else you can be my partner. ”

My mom was about to put her car keys in the lock when suddenly he snatched the mobile in her hand and said, “Aapko aana hi padega or else mobile nahi dunga” in a childish tone.

I was shocked at this gesture! How dare he? I saw all this from hiding behind a car .

Hey give it back ,, Ran ran whatever your name is ” but he didn’t listen , She came behind him and tried to snatch the mobile herself , but in self defense, he held her sleeve in his hand and tore pulled it ( I knew he did it purposefully) and her bare shoulder and a lot of cleavage could be seen.My mom got shocked at this.

She looked at her cleavage and tried to cover herself.He started at mom’s flesh but didn’t say a word. How could she when her sexy view was in front of his eyes. “oops sorry ” he said and started running.

Aaye Tu idhar aa… what sorry” , and she too started going after him.. I didn’t move from behind the car. He headed off into a house still being constructed (not having any front door or back door). My mom on reaching the entrance looked around here and there to make sure no one was watching her..

I knew that she was scared as the place was deserted. Then she entered inside. After making sure she had completely gone inside, I moved and crossed the pathway and reached the entrance.

I stayed still to hear of any noise. But nothing. Just silence. Why wasn’t my mom moving? Did anything bad happened? My heartbeats were raising!! I stayed there for some time so that my eyes got accustomed to the darkness.

Even during those time no sound was made!! I was getting scared and at the same time I waited there. Then I moved in. My mom was nowhere to be seen. I went inside the first room no one. I then removed my sandals at a corner so that I don’t make any noise. I peeped into the kitchen no one. Then into the bathroom.

Still no one. I then looked up the staircase no hands or legs. I started taking steps. Just then I heard series of hurried sounds of footwear on the unpolished marble. And then some muffled noises. What happened? I got down the stairs, not to get caught and hid inside the room. But those sounds still could be heard, not increasing nor decreasing.

I slightly looked inside towards the staircase. No one! What was happening up there ? Why weren’t there voices? Why aren’t they coming down? I hurried up taking as many steps that I could take at a time and saw what was shocking to me that ever in my life!

Ranveer had caught my mom from behind, his one hand on her lips to avoid her making any noise and the other on her front side on her bare tummy! My mom was struggling to get free but couldn’t! His tongue was making circles on her flawless neck and sometimes on her bare back. He removed one of the laces of her back less blouse with his teeth and bit her. My mom wanted to shout but she couldn’t.

One thing I need to say here is that I used to see such scenes only in TV and porn and used to get instant hard on seeing it! Here too in this situation I couldn’t control myself. My rod got erect seeing a beauty being ravaged by a beast. He was pinching my mom’s tummy and then feeling her skin by moving his palm. Meanwhile he licked and bit her earlobes.

I think mom liked this because her resistance decreased and she arched her head backward. I didn’t want all this to happen but still I was eager to give more to my lusty eyes. Then he locked her legs with his and dig his fingers into her silky hair moved his fingers as if giving her a massage. He was such a pervert!

My mom was wriggling in his grip but very slowly. Was she giving up? Was she crying. Cause I could her some sobs. It was like seeing a lusty dog make her his bitch.

He slowly slid his fingers into her ghaghra from her tummy. My heart beat faster as I saw his fingers and then his palm disappear behind the cloth in front of her pelvic region. Suddenly my mom gasped heaving her chest up and down as if panting for breath.

I could make out the circular motion he made on my mom’s vagina. He then started moving behind and was doing something on her vagina which I couldn’t make out.

He started dragging her along with him to the balcony and I saw my mom’s light pink satin lingerie slid out beneath her feet onto the floor!! oh my god! He made her naked underneath and he still held her mouth shut with his palm. Now he spit some saliva onto his fingers and inserted it again inside the ghaghra and my mom again moaned ”Aahh” !! This was the first time in my life

I had heard my mom moan, it felt so erotic that my legs started trembling as thoughts started pouring into my mind. Thoughts of my mom in ecstasy. Moaning and moaning. Her moans echoing in my ear!! My dick was hard .Completely.

My mom had her eyes closed. He started fingering mom. She for once opened her eyes wide and then closed it with other sensual moan. After sometime he removed his hands from inside her clothes and started pressing her boobs one by one. Then he licked his fingers and then again inserted his fingers into the blouse from beneath and started pressing her nipples and pinching them. Mom’s moans grew louder.

He turned mom towards him. He held her waist with his left hand and with his right hand her mouth. He inserted his left palm inside her ghaghra again onto her ass crack and then to her butt pinching her and then he let go of his right hand freeing her to moan freely.

He then lip locked her and kissed her started kissing her like a beast. She again started to struggle but to no use. He held her tight and both her hands with his other hand. She had to give it to him. He lifted her and lay her on the floor of the balcony. She opened her eyes and look at him.

Tears welled up in her eyes and she nodded her head at him “please no”.. He wiped her tears with his tongue and gave her a smiled and lip locked her again. He started massaging both her boobs, the removed the remaining laces behind her back and removed the blouse. To his delight her round perfect hard boobs sprung out out before his eyes! My mouth went dry when he licked her pink nipples for the first time his saliva shone in the moonlight.

The garba songs could be heard at a distant. He then started biting and massaged her boobs so hard that her moans grew louder again and I was afraid that if anyone passing by heard it then what would happen??

He inserted his middle finger into her mouth and with his other hand started pinching her waist and he kept licking her chest and shoulder. He then moved down and started lifting her ghaghra on the way kissing her smooth soft legs. He slid his palm into her cloth onto her inside thighs exposing her milky white thighs .he moved it till her waist.

Her pussy before his eyes made his tongue hang out and with a single lick he licked it from her ass crack to her vulva and kept moving his tongue inside it. My mom grabbed his head in her hands and groaned and breathed heavily…

I sat there unzipped my pants and took my hot cock into my hands and began playing with it. I whispered to myself “I love you mom ”. She was so beautiful!! Like a princess! He meanwhile also licked and bit her inner thighs.“ooohhhhhh …. aaahhmmm, baabby” my mom couldn’t stop herself.

Me buried his face into her pussy.. Flung open her ghaghra and threw it in my direction..He again bent and buried his face onto her pussy and encircled both her thighs with his hands..My mom was moaning louder and louder “ahhhmmmmm uffff beta noooo…..” but she enjoyed what he did…She bit her lips!!!!!!


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Reema – The Sassy Lady – Part I

Hi All, This is my first ever experience of writing on this site and I would genuinely wait for your responses. About me, well I am Aayush 25 years old, 6.1 ft tall, well built cute guy. I am working in a top America based MNC in Pune. Even though I lost my virginity at the age of 18, I always wanted to do it with the some married and matured lady and this dream came true almost a year ago.

I was quite new to Pune at that time, didn’t have many friends to hang out with and was feeling lonely kinda. The frustration of being lonely in the city was taking the better off me and I started loosing my interest in office work. It was then that I decided that I should hang out all alone and decided to hit a disc that night.

It was a Thursday night and I knew that it does gonna be ladies night tonight in that disc (entry and booze free for girls). I entered disc around 8 P.M and was amazed to see the crowd over there. College going (early 20s) girls were shaking there body on the dance floor, showing off their sexy cleavage and tight ass. They were getting drunk as if there was no tomorrow and were dancing like anything.

For me it was like Shakira dancing on waka waka right in front of me, I took a seat near the bar, from where I could watch the sexy girls dancing on the floor and ordered a large peg of whiskey on the rocks.

I was enjoying myself, tapping my feet on the awesome songs DJ was playing and suddenly I saw a group of 3 ladies (must be in their late 20 or early 30) entered the disc. They took a seat at the couch and ordered some vodka I guess. Of three of them, one was looking classy like anything, I mean the way she was carrying herself was amazing.

The versace bag, those boots n everything was just accentuating her beauty. The more I drank after that, the more she started looking beautiful to me. From the corner of her eyes, she knew that I was eyeing her but I guess she was enjoying the attention. After 3-4 pegs the ladies decided to hit the dance floor and I approached her saying “can I join the b’ful lady on the floor”? Being 4 pegs down, she didn’t mind and we hit the dance floor.

All of us were dancing in a group and in the mean time we introduced ourselves to each other and got to know that the name of the classy sassy lady is Reema. We danced like anything and around 12 we decided to leave. While coming out of the disc I thanked her for the b’ful company and asked her that what is she doing tomorrow? She said she is free and we decided to go to one of the most popular disc on Friday.

On Friday evening after leaving the office I called her up asking by what time she will reach, and she said she is getting ready and will be there by 9, so I got myself ready accordingly and reached there around 8:45. I waited for few minutes and there she came in her black camry, and Oh boy! The moment she put her legs out of the car I could not believe what a beauty she was. She was wearing black colored one piece dress which had tightly cuddled her body and was perfect for her curvy body.

I met and hugged her and we went inside the disc. It was an open air kinda disc and we sat on a corner seat and started ordering drinks. After 5-6 pegs we started loosening up and I asked her for dance and today as we were not in a group so we behaved like normal couple and started dancing.

The way she was moving that sexy ass was making me horny, but I controlled myself and after 3-4 hours of dancing and drinking we decided to leave.

I came back to my home and soon slept and woke up around 12 in the noon.I checked my phone and found Reema’s message “Hey Aayush, the sleepy head get up. I messaged her back that I am awake and what is she doing? She replied that she has just taken bath and is now watching T.V.I messgaed back “what are you doing tonight”? She said “as of now she has no plans” and I immediately replied back

We should meet” and she said”Sure you can come over to my place”.I called her up took her address and said that we will meet in the evening then. I shaved and got ready and reached her house around 5 PM. She was rich like hell all the household things were classy like herself. She made me comfortable and asked the maid to prepare drinks for us.

We were discussing about each other and I got to know that she is basically from Delhi and belongs to a very rich family there and her husband Mr.Vikas is a senior-exec in some top notch firm and I’m out of station for a week. It was getting dark and she asked maid to prepare dinner.

We had our dinner around 8 and went on the roof for chatting and all. She asked me about my family and gf, and I said that being new to the city I am single as of now. She replied “What a waste man!!” and I asked “What waste”? she said” a cute and handsome guy like you is single, it’s nothing but a waste and I replied back” that applies to you as well, that a sassy and classy lady like you has to live away from your hubby for so many days” and we started flirting, we knew where it was heading and then she asked me” are you virgin aayush”? I said “yes kind of”. She asked”what do you mean by kind of”? I said “though I lost my virginity when I was 18 but still I am not satisfied”.She said “What do you mean by not satisfied, what will satisfy you”? I sensing her interest immediately replied

I always wanted to have sex with some married and matured lady and have not got lucky so far. She asked”Any married Lady would work”? I replied” No I would prefer a classy bombshell like you”. For a second there was silence in the air and the next moment it was heaven, we were kissing each other on the roof under the moon’s glory and she said lets go the bed room and make your wildest fantasy come true tonight.

I could not believe what she said, pinched myself to check it was not a dream and followed her to her bedroom.She said she will be back in a moment and man she came back wearing a see through thigh length nighty. I was sitting at the bed’s edge and she was standing right in front of me, I grabbed her fluffy ass and started kissing her over her nighty, and after 5-10 minutes asked her to come and lie down on bed.

Now she was lying beside me and I started kissing her passionatley, with my hands exploring her ass and boobs. I was getting wild with my kisses and started squeezing those ‘C-Cup’ boobs like anything. She asked me to remove my clothes, and after removing mine I removed hers and she was lying in black bra and g-string.I came over her and started sucking the boobs over the bra itself and moved myself lower on her body, kissing her navel.

I wanted to tease her, so instead of kissing her pussy, I went on to kiss her legs and then slowly came up kissing her knees and thighs. Her long fair legs were enjoying the treatment they were getting, but her pussy was waiting for my attention. I kept on kissing and massaging her thighs , and could feel that she was getting wet down there. I wanted to tease her more and started kissing her pussy over the g-string,

She was feeling immense pleasure and asked me “aayush, baby please remove it and eat me down there”. Though I wanted to tease her more but didn’t want to spoil her mood and removed her g-string, and Oh boy!! I saw clean shaved pink wet pussy. I spreaded her legs and parted her pussy with my fingers and started sucking it, I started fucking her with my tongue and all she could do was to push my face deep in her pussy and to moan aaaaaah oh yeah!

Aayush, yeah don’t stop baby please do it more, I myself was getting more and more excited and while my mouth was busy exploring her pussy my hands found their way to her boobs and started squeezing them. She asked me to wait for a minute and she removed her bra, now i was sucking her cunt and was pinching her nipples.

She was flowing with it and I kept on drinking her love juices. After some time she asked me to get nude, which I obediently did and asked me to come in 69 position. Now my 7 inch long penis was in between those pink juicy lips and I was eating her juicy cunt. The more hard I was sucking, the faster she started giving me blow job. I was almost on the virge of ejaculating and asked her to stop.

We remained in that position for few minutes and then I asked her to come and lay beside me. Now i started kissing her again and my hands started searching her G-Spot, I started finger fucking her, and in no time she has her first orgasm. She squirted like anything and said that this is the first time in her life that she has experienced the orgasm as her hubby don’t like doing foreplay and just do sex.

A feeling of immense satisfaction could be seen on her face. We remained like that for few minutes and now I started searching her O-Spot and started tickling her there. She got excited pretty soon and said “aayush, please don’t wait now and give me the fuck of my life”. I as alwaz being obedient stood up and put a pillow below her ass. She asked what I am doing. I said by putting pillow under your ass I would be able to go more deep inside your pussy.

She said”Aayush, you definitely know the traits of sex ;) I said”It’s just the starting Reema, I have read whole of the Kamasutra and will open new horizon of sex for you” and I came over her and positioned myself between her thighs. Rubbed my dick over her cunt for few seconds and gave a strong push and in it was into the awesome tight wet pussy.


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My Wife Experience

Hi All readers, this story is about the ‘Experience’ my wife had few months back. I am Dinesh Kumar and I am an employee of a Cooperative bank In Hyderabad and my wife Anita works for an advertisement agency and we are a happy family, married and having two kids for last 8 years. I work for a bank and the timings are fixed but for my wife, she leaves home by 8 am and comes back by 11 pm and sometimes it becomes 12 am as well, due to new advertisement releases and meetings with marketing team, clients or even a client dinner party.

Our kids are studying in 4th and 5th standard and mostly stay in our inlaws house during the weekends. In fact, we husband and wife, have a good relation from the time of marriage and we are both horny and need deep sexual satisfaction. Off late, I started feeling that I am unable to penetrate my wife’s pussy properly and it kind of makes sexually dissatisfied for my wife. I tried some medicines but feel that my dick is not very hard as it used to be before marriage.

My wife also started feeling the same and tried more of foreplay and caressing, she does not suck my penis and wants me to smell her pussy, suck her vagina lips and taste her pussy fluid and she does this with lot of female domination. Later, I happen to meet one of my old friends and had a chat with him, just to understand and get a solution to overcome my ‘Hard on’ problem. After carefully listening to me

He suggested that why dont we couple imagine a threesome or even actually try with a male to satisfy my wife’s lust and this thought stuck in my mind so strongly, and as I left the place, the thought got deeper and deeper into my mind and I gathered courage and decided to discuss this with my wife. Since we have the habit of going out for dinner and having drinks together, I thought this point can be discussed with my wife after she has a couple of shots.

Fortunately, it was a Friday evening and I called my wife for a Dinner at one of the best restaurants in Hyderabad and she happily agreed to join in at an earlier time. My wife came in punctually and she had worn a sleeveless black blouse with a black saree and her extra pound of flesh from her waist and breast were evidently peeking out in that black see thorugh saree. I am sure men sitting around us had definitely noticed her fair bulge and averaged size butt.

As usual, my wife ordered few Non-veg snacks like Kalmee and fried mutton and ordered Vodka for both of us. I was feeling happy within and was waiting for the right moment to strike the point. Though she had come directly from her office, she was not tired but all active and had already gulped 2 large vodka and was pouring for the third one. And I suggested that she have her 4th large of vodka at home, while caressing each other, which we usually do often to create more fire before a rousy round of pussy pumping.

Once we were done with dinner, we left immediately and reached home and took off our basic clothes and locked ourselves int he bedroom away from the noise and distraction. Once she got freshened up and joined me on the bed, she looked fabulous in her lacy black panties and thin film 34 size bra. As usual, she removed my underwear and took care of manhood which was still in the average hard on and started rubbing it vigorously.

I removed her lacy panties carefully and the bra as well and threw them to the corner of the room and switched on the TV, inserted the couple sex video for some steamy start. Later, my wife went in and picked up two glasses filled with large Vodka and both of us took a sip. I decided to drop the bomb and casually told her that these days, i am not getting enough hard on to penetrate her pussy like a horse and it took longer time for the complete sexual act.

Her hands begin to caress me more rigorously and in fact she sat on my penis and rubbed it to her hair pussy lips which were wet with the syrup like fluid oozing out and she was fully ready to be spreadeagled and fucked hard. I managed to sleep on her and went inside her pussy with her guidance.

During this time, she started to moan and begged for more length to be pumped in, I pushed my best and started to pump in and squeeze her breasts while sucking her lips and biting her neck once, we reached the climax and slowed down I asked her that if she has any kind of fantasy for threesome and she smiled at me saying why did I get that idea? I felt, that it was the right time to share all details related to ‘threesome’ and decide off to get a partner.

Though she was high with 4 large vodka, she still managed to ask me questions on how would I feel, if she slept with another man, right in front of her and how would that encourage a hard on for me etc.

Finally, we decided to invite Swaroop, her ex-colleague who lives in Chennai. He is 6 ft tall and has a muscular body with light paunch and is 34 years old, horny guy who already had tried dating my wife long back. I called him and invited him to be come over the next day, which was a Saturday and our kids were also at in laws place.

Our friend joined us at the right time and we all sat for a round of drinks and chatted on old days and in fact, I pulled his leg saying that Swaroop had asked for a dating with my wife and we all laughed over the discussion. Vodka started its effect on Swaroop and my wife and i was watching them come close to each other and laugh at some old memories and she even invited him to help her in the kitchen.

I carefully planned and set up the bedroom and also placed a video camera to record the complete activity and came out to join or the dinner.

Post our dinner, I casually asked Swaroop that how much does he like Anita and he said he cannot mention that in words, and my wife looked from the corner of the eye and felt happy for selecting the right partner for our threesome.

Swaroop, was a bit high and took my wife’s hand in his hand and kissed on it and looked at me, I smiled at him and said, why dont you make her more comfortable by taking her into our bedroom and in acceptance, he pulled he hand hard and pinch on her waist. Anita was wearing a pajama and a sleeveless pullover, which still showed her curves and the size of her assets.

Everything went well as per our plan and Anita encouraged Swaroop further and he pushed my wife on the bed and looked back at me and asked if I mind with their love game. I felt that I was like a cuckold and wanted to see my wife ‘Experience’ sex with another male, whose penis is bigger, thicker, darker, and above all, has the strength to get in my wife’s hairy pussy lips

And penetrate deep inside and ejaculate the entire load of sperms. I readily agreed and smiled at them and said, I am willing to extend support, as long as I am allowed to be a spectator! Swaroop, dint waste much time and pulled out the pullover and the pajama and appreciated the size and firmness of my wife’s breast and the the curves around her waist, hip and the thick hairy vagina. He held her breasts ad squeezed them and bit the nipples hard and my wife moaned

And looked into my eyes and I gave a ‘go ahead’ signal and she opened her mouth to swallow his thick and darker 8 inches penis which was already wet. He thrusted his masculine finger into her juicy wet pussy and showed me the wetness. I was amazed at the sight of my wife swallowing the entire length of penis which she had never done with her husband. This aroused I more and my penis begin to get hard on and i suggested swaroop to start fuck my wife.

He made her lay on her back and asked her to spread her wet pussy and guide him deep inside, which she agreed like a obedient wife. As soon as he placed the purple colored thick cock at the entrance of my wife’s pussy, my heart was beating high I wanted to see this moment, specially when my wife felt happy and her lust was taken care of by another male. Swaroop thrusted his guided cock deep inside the wet vagina and anitha let out a huge sigh and moaned loudly like she had two cocks inside her!

She looked into my eyes and said, that swaroop is fucking really hard and it is paining very much, her pussy lips are getting pulled and she felt like her uterus is being rubbed. She held Swaroop’s arms and bums and pleaded to be fucked like a horse and mentioned that she never got this kind of satisfaction, while his penis was deep inside my wife’s pussy, i could hear the slurpy sound due to cunt wetness and my wife struggling to get more of his penis inside and looked revengefully at me.

I looked at swaroop and he told me that he needs the entire night to fuck my wife in different position and will only let me touch her in the morning. I felt satisfied deep inside and was happy to see my wife being pumped like an animal. It is strange but every husband likes his wife to be touched, groped, fingered, fucked at least once and if not in reality, it will be a fantasy. I waited till 4 am and was watching TV and at the same time, saw my wife giving swaroop a different angle and suck him and kiss him in various positions.


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Fucking Sensous Sneha At Her House

Hello guys and beautiful girls. This is my first story on ISS and I hope this story makes the guys jerk off on and make the girls’ pussy wet. My name is Shalin and my girlfriend’s name is Sneha. This is a real story which happened just 3 months back. Both of us are students in a reputed engineering college in Surat. Now, let me describe her. My girlfriend Sneha is a beautiful Gujarati girl with curves like a typical Gujarati girl.

She has a figure of 36-34-36 and looks absolutely stunning. The best part of her body is 34 C boobs which are natural, round and full of flesh. She has an awesome ass, too. Me and Sneha studied in the same class and have been together since the first day of engineering.

This incident happened after we finished the final exams of our 6th Semester of Engineering. Since, the college was over, it was tough for us to meet since

Sneha’s mom wanted her to stay at home during holidays and prepare for her CAT exams. But, we could not live without each other and used to be in contact regularly by phone and internet. One fine day, Sneha’s parents had to urgently leave for Ahmedabad since one of their relatives was seriously ill.

They left in the morning and were not to return till late night. Sensing a golden opportunity, Sneha called me to come to her home so that we can spend some quality time together.

I readily agreed. Although me and Sneha were in a relationship since two years, we had not had sex. We had got some private moments at some parties, but that allowed us to only kiss each other.

The privacy was not enough to have sex. So, when Sneha called me at her home and informed me that we would be alone, I was really looking forward to have a steamy session with her, but I doubted whether she will agree to it or not.

I reached her home at around 12 noon. We had decided to meet after taking lunch so that we can spend all our time with each other. When I reached there, she welcomed me with a smile. I was surprised to see her in a black shorts and a tight white Top.

Her white legs were visible up to the lower portion of her thighs. The legs were clean shaved and I was feeling lucky to have such a beauty as my girl. Her boobs were pushing themselves through her top. I could see her cleavage and also her black bra through her Top.

She closed the door behind me and then gave me a tight hug. I could feel her big boobs pressing against my chest and I loved it. She whispered “I love you” in my ears and hugged me more tightly.

I took her face in my hands, looked in to her eyes, and put my lips on hers. As if she wanted a kiss, she also took my lips in her mouse and started kissing me passionately. Slowly, both of us were enjoying the kiss and we started putting our tongue in each other’s mouth and sucking and licking it.

It was wonderful feeling. She was enjoying it too and was ok with it, since this was something which we had done before. Then I said her let us go to the bed and sit and talk. She didn’t know what I had in mind and readily agreed. Once on bed, she again hugged me and started kissing me. This time, more passionately. I didn’t waste this opportunity and pushed her on the bed.

Now, she was lying on the bed with my lips sucking her lips, her boobs pressing against my chest and my hands surrounding her back. Now, I started moving my hands on her body. I was going slowly, since I didn’t want her to say no for having sex. I removed my lips and started kissing her on the neck, then slowly moved up on her cheeks and then bit her on her ears. She seemed to like it and responded by tightening her grip around me. Then I continued kissing her on her neck.

Meanwhile, my hands were exploring her body. I put my hands on her lovely ass and squeezed the lovely flesh of d ass. For sometime, I continued doing so over the shorts which she was wearing. The suddenly, I took my hand little down and inserted my hand inside her shorts and touched her ass over her panties. She was wearing a tight black panty. She immediately retreated and caught my hand to stop it.

But, I was not ready to listen. She told me that we should not cross our limits. I told her that I will not cross our limits and took her lips in my mouth so that she can not speak anything and say no for going ahead further. I kissed her so passionately that it aroused her and she started kissing me more passionately. This time, I didn’t lose the opportunity and inserted my hand directly inside her panty thereby caressing the soft flesh ass.

I held her more tightly, kissed her more passionately so that she doesn’t retreat from the passion.
When I was sure that she was Ok with my hand inside her panty, I again started kissing on her neck. Then slowly, I moved towards her cleavage. I planted kisses on the top part of her both boobs which was easily visible. At the same time, my hand continued its business on her ass. Now it was time for my other hand to get to work.

Kissing on her neck, I moved upwards, bit her lips and again started kissing her on lips. But, this time I used my other hand to press her right boob. She instantly protested by trying to break away from the kiss. But, I pinched her nipple from over her top and kissed her deeply. This aroused her. I took my other hand from her ass and now my both hands were squeezing and pressing her lovely boobs. She seemed to be enjoying this.

Now, I was losing my patience. I had a strong erection and my dick was seeking attention. But, I knew it had to wait. I broke our kiss and got behind Sneha. I started kissing on her neck from behind and then slowly went up to her lips. She readily responded by turning her face towards me. Once she became engrossed in the kiss, and was enjoying it, I inserted my both hands inside the front part of her top from behind and slowly moved upward.

Now, I could not wait. I kissed her passionately and started squeezing and pressing her sexy boobs from over her bra. She seemed to enjoy it too and responded by moving her hand on her boobs. Meanwhile she felt my hard dick sticking into her ass. She soon realized my situation and said, Shalin, how can I satisfy your dick without crossing our limits. I told her that let me get in a position where my dick touches your pussy but both of us are wearing our clothes.

Then we kiss and press and I will rub my dick against your pussy with our clothes on. This will satisfy my dick and also we will not cross our limits. She said that she didn’t know how to do it. I said her I will teach her. I asked her to lie down on bed and spread her legs. She readily did so. There she was, my girlfriend Sneha, inviting me to fuck her. I got between her legs and position myself in such a way that she could fees my dick touching her pussy over my jeans and

I could fees her pussy against my dick over her shorts. The moment my dick touch her pussy, she shivered and held me tight. I responding by tightening the hug and took her lips in my mouth. She gripped her legs around me thereby making us touch each other in a better way. Then, I lifted her top a little and started pressing her boobs over her bra. Meanwhile, she started moving her body so that I could feel her pussy rubbing against my dick.

I reciprocated by moving my dick front and back and she held me tightly. She held me until I cam inside my jeans. I still wanted her and was ready for 2nd round. But, this time I wanted her pussy. So, I started arousing her by rubbing her pussy with my fingers. At the same time, my other hand kept working on her boobs. She was so excited that she took off my shirt. I told her in her ears,

Sneha, you sexy girl, Can I fuck you? To my surprise, she replied, “Fuck me, Fuck me honey, and tear my pussy. I don’t care if we cross the limits. I need you inside me badly.” I asked her if she had condoms. She said she doesn’t have it and said that she don’t mind if I fuck her without a condom. I was excited. I was going to get to fuck a beautiful girl without condom. Without wasting time, I got into action. I started kissing her and pressing her boobs over her top.

Then I moved my hand down and while kissing her, I started rubbing vigorously on her pussy. She felt the sensation and responded by kissing more deeply and passionately. Now it was my turn to undress the most beautiful lady of my life. I lifted her top and pulled it out. She cooperated by lifting her hands. I could see those beautiful boobs inside her black bra. She felt a little shy but after a while, she was Ok with it.

Then I kissed on her boobs and went down and kissed on her naval. Slowly, I removed her shorts and God, I could not believe myself. My girlfriend was in front of me in just her bra and panties for the first time and she was looking devastatingly sexy and beautiful. I took of my jeans along with my underwear. On seeing my hard rock dick, she was surprised and at the same time, she was delighted. She told me,


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My Wife Called Her Boss In House

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Hello readers my name is Sudhir. My wife Rajshree works in a MNC at Delhi. I will tell the story how my wife got banged by her boss for job promotion. The story starts the month after I lost my job due to recession and Rajshree had to work hard to make our expenses meet. I used to stay at home and she used to go to work. Recently I got a new job so asked her to quit her job and stay at home but she rejected saying her job is also necessary for her.

On that fateful day she told me she urgently needed to impress some one called Mr. Sultanali a big business honcho whom she called home for dinner. Rajshree left for work the next day and told me she would be getting off from work a couple hours early so she could get ready for her dinner date with Mr. Sultan. So I decided to leave early from work myself so I could be here for moral support for my wife because I knew she would be a little nervous tonight.

I got home just in time to see Rajshree pull into the driveway. Rajshree gave me a kiss on the way in and told me she had to hurry and take a shower and get herself dressed because she only had a couple hours before she was to meet Mr. Sultan. I decided to straighten things up around here while she got ready. I had to admit that I had butterflies in my stomach thinking about this evening myself.

I walked into the bedroom just in time to see Rajshree walking in from her shower. She looked stunning as always. Her hair had been neatly combed and dried and I could see she must have shaved her pussy. If things go well tonight with Mr. Sultanali, I’m sure Rajshree is planning a hot night in bed with me to celebrate.

Rajshree always picked out sexy things to wear no matter what the occasion and tonight was no exception. I noticed tonight she had a red panty with nude stocks and matching red brassier picked out and laying on the bed. Over on the chair was a black skirt and matching black top that had buttons down the front. By the bed setting on the floor I could see black spike heels with a thin buckle.

I walked back out into the kitchen to finish cleaning while Rajshree dressed for the evening. Twenty minutes later my lovely wife walked thought the doorway. Rajshree walked in turning in a half circle asking me what I thought. She looked absolutely gorgeous as I reached out to hold her. I could smell Rajshree’s perfume as I hugged my wife. Glancing downward half of her breasts were exposed in this top. I wanted to kiss her but didn’t want to smear her lipstick.

Rajshree told me she had to leave in a minute, and wanted me to go out and buy some wine for this evening when she brought Mr. Sultanali by the house after dinner. Rajshree told me she should be back here around eight tonight and not to be nervous and made sure I remembered that I was her better half and not her house husband.

I will be glad this night is over, at least until Mr. Sultanali gets the contract signed and leaves. I can’t wait to get Rajshree in my arms tonight. I know she has to be as horny as I’m tonight. Everything will be just perfect with the girls being gone. Tonight I have plans to make love to my wife all night long.

As Rajshree walked out the door she told me to wish her luck and said she loved me. I know this guy Mr. Sultanali will be getting an eyeful of my wife tonight. I hope we can get rid of him early to top off the night with a celebration of our own.

Later that evening I sat down and tried to read the paper but couldn’t concentrate on what I was reading. I had gone out and picked up a couple bottles of good wine. I had remembered Rajshree mentioning she was meeting Mr. Sultanali at her office and she would leave her car parked there overnight. It was now a quarter after eight, and Rajshree should be here any minute now. Let me hope that she got him to sign the contract tonight over dinner. I know Rajshree will still have to bring him here for a little icing on the cake but it will soon be over.

I wonder if this is how I will feel when my daughters start dating. Wondering if they will be all right and their dates treating them with respect. This is my wife I was waiting to return home from a date with a guy knowing fully well that she was a married woman. I want to think Rajshree’s date acts like a gentleman and don’t try to touch her or even steal a kiss. After all these years of being married to this wonderful woman we have always had the deepest trust for each another.

Right at that moment the doorbell rang. I must have locked the door when I returned from the store. Walking over to the door and opening it slowly, there stood my wife and standing next to her was a muscular looking black gentleman who looked like south indian in a grey suite. Rajshree walked in first as Mr. Sultanali following close behind her. I noticed his hand was around the back of my wife’s waist as they walked through the door.

Rajshree introduced her guest as a Mr. Sultanali a business client she is working with right now on a big project. Rajshree introduced me as her husband Sudhir. At least she remembered the little plan we had worked out. When I shook hands with Mr. Sultanali, I couldn’t help noticing how large his hands were and he had a firm grip. He looked around 6’2? tall and looked like a line backer.

Mr. Sultanali followed my wife into the great room and Rajshree motioned for him to set down which he did on the sofa. Rajshree than motioned for me to follow her into the kitchen to fetch some wine. As she prepared the drinks for her and her guest, she had told me that everything was fine and she wanted me to make up an excuse to leave the room so she could speak to him alone. Rajshree said she needs to iron a few things out and wanted to make Mr. Sultanali and thought I’d make her nervous setting in the same room.

We made our way back into the room and as Rajshree was handing a drink to Mr. Sultanali I mentioned to them that I was going to my room to read a book so they could chat and take care of business. Mr. Sultanali said it was nice meeting me and that I had a very lovely wife and suggested that if I had anywhere to go tonight that things would be fine here.

As I made my way to our bedroom, I thought about what Mr. Sultanali had just said to me. In a very polite manner, he was asking me to get lost. I almost walked back to say something but I decided not to. I didn’t want to ruin anything for Rajshree’s business deal. It would only be a matter of time before he was gone and hopefully she has the contract signed and sealed. Let him have his little drink. Take a good look at those nice breasts being pushed out for you to see tonight because that’s as close as you’ll ever get I thought to myself.

We have a setting area in our room with sliding doors that lead out into the screened area around the pool. From there we have sliding doors that lead off from the great room. It had been almost an hour now. I was thinking of walking out and around and take a peak and see if everything was all right. I decided to do just that and got up and opened the door and made my way over to the doorway off the great room where my wife and Mr. Sultanali were situated was dark now and the lights were off back here so I wouldn’t be noticed.

As I gazed in the room, I could still see them seated on the sofa. Rajshree was laughing at something Mr. Sultanali was saying. I could see two bottles of wine sitting on the table next to the sofa. They must have gone through the first bottle already. Mr. Howard had his right arm on the back of the sofa behind my wife, but didn’t seem to be touching her.

He was holding his glass of wine in the other hand when I saw him set it down on the table and put his hand on his knee. Rajshree seemed to be listening to whatever it was he was saying when I than notice his hand slowly work its way over to my wife’s knee until it was gently in place just below the hem of her skirt.

By this time my heart seemed to be pumping at a faster rate. Rajshree was looking straight into his eyes now and I wish I could hear what he was saying to Rajshree. I could see his thumb start to move against the hem of her dress as kept talking to my wife. Than Rajshree glanced down toward his hand on her knee and gently pushed it away. That’s my girl I thought to myself. I knew Rajshree was trying very hard to be nice to this man but wouldn’t let things go any further than having the pleasure of talking or getting a good look at her lovely charms on display.

I decided to make my way back to the bedroom and read because I felt Rajshree had everything under control after I saw Rajshree move his hand off her knee. It would only be a matter of time before he was gone and she made her way in here to celebrate her new contract.

I guess I feel asleep for a few minutes. I looked over at the alarm clock on the dresser and it was after eleven. I jumped up pretty fast wondering what was going on out in the great room. I worked my way out the door wall around the corner and looked inside. My heart sank. I didn’t see anyone. Could, Mr. Sultanali had gone home and Rajshree was in the kitchen or something? I could see into the kitchen and the light was off. I could see a light through the window in one of the girls rooms over to the right so I waked over to that window.

I could see a shadow on the wall so I knew someone was in there, maybe Mr. Sultanali had left and Rajshree was just checking the girl’s rooms for something. As I looked around the corner, my heart sank even further. They were on the edge of the bed. I could see my wife and Mr. Sultanali. He had his head tilted down and appeared to be kissing her neck area. His right hand was around her shoulder with his left hand on her breasts through the brassier. Her top was completely unbuttoned. I felt like I was going to panic as my heart began to race.

He was moving his head now and his lips met hers as I could see Rajshree tilt her head up to kiss him back. I could barely make out what was going on but I could see his tongue as it made its way inside Rajshree’s mouth. She was sucking on his tongue. Rajshree had reached around and put her arm around him as they continued to kiss. Mr. Sultanali had dropped his hand down to her inner thigh and was working his way under her skirt toward her pussy.

I didn’t remember seeing any panty’s tonight when my wife had all her clothes laid out in the bedroom. This would mean that he was about to touch Rajshree’s bare pussy. He would soon feel how soft and smooth her pussy mound was. Something was about to happen to my wife that should only be meant for me. Should I go in and stop this. My mine kept going in different directions. Instead of running in there and pulling him away from my wife I just stood there like I was frozen to the ground and watched what was taking place in that room.

As I kept watching what was taking place, Mr. Sultanali reached around and pulled Rajshrees top off and was reaching around to unclasp Rajshrees brassier. Rajshree’s firm breasts broke free of their confinement. Mr. Sultanali tilted his head down and started sucking on one than the other running tongue in circular motions as my wife held the back of his head to push him in tight against her breasts.

Rajshree seemed to be accepting everything that was going on. I wasn’t sure what I should do. As I kept watching, Rajshree stood up and it looked like she was helping Mr. Sultanali with her skirt. That’s when I saw the skirt fall to the floor. I was right, Rajshree had no panty’s on and her pussy was now on full display to Mr. Sultanali. All that remained was Rajshree’s garter belt, stockings and her heels.

Rajshree sat herself back down on the bed when I saw Mr. Sultanali reach around my wife’s small waist and pull her as close as possible toward him. Rajshree now had her one hand in his lap and seemed to be stroking him through his pants. His suit jacket was already off and Rajshree reached up with her right hand and started working on his tie and getting it off. Rajshree sort of got up and moved herself onto his lap and worked on his tie with both hands.

I saw the tie being tossed over on the floor as they started kissing again. Mr. Sultanali had reached all the way around my wife and was cupping her right breast in his large black hand. The contrast of their body’s made myself very hard as I continued to watch.

Rajshree was looking at Mr. Sultanali and he seemed to be saying something to her. She was shaking her head as if to say no to something. Rajshree was just reaching over to start unbuckling his pants when he pulled her hands away and got up. He was walking toward the door. He was leaving the room. I hurried back to the master bedroom. Once inside there was a knock on the door.

I’m trying to figure out what this guy was doing or what he wanted from me. Was he coming to ask permission to screw my wife? I opened the door, Mr. Sultanali was embarrassed but asked, “Do you have any condoms.” I stood there stunned for a moment when he told me everything was fine with my wife but she had mentioned not being on the pill. He said he felt embarrassed about asking me but my wife was a stunner and it was just fine if he fucked my wife.

I went over to the drawer and got him a couple and handed them over to Mr. Sultanali. My hand was shaking as he grabbed them from me. He told me thanks and told me I was a life saver. As he hurried himself away from the door he looked back and said he would see me in the morning. Did I just hear him say he would see me in the morning? I just handed a man some condoms so he could screw my wife without her getting knocked up and than he tells me this!

I waited for a couple minutes and decided I wanted to keep an eye on this but didn’t want to go back outside. Instead, I decided to go through the third bedroom and there was a joining bathroom in between the two rooms where I could see but had to be careful. I walked through the great room and down the hall into the adjoining bedroom and slowly made my way toward the bathroom. Good, I thought to myself the other door is open just enough to look inside that room. They had dimmed the light but I was still able to see what was going on.

I slowly moved toward the door and looked inside. The bed was straight ahead on an angle so I was able to see everything where I stood. When I looked inside, I could see Mr. Sultanali laying on his back. My wife was on her side just above his legs. She was licking his shaft. Rajshree had her left hand massaging his testicles while she held his shaft with her right hand. I focused on her action when I finally realized how big and thick this man was. He had to be at least 9? or 10? long and the girth was like a small log. Rajshree could never take this man inside her. She may have told him so and decided to giving him head. Even if he could get this thing in my wife she would be stretched to the limits.

Besides, the condoms I gave him would never fit his shaft. They fit snug on my cock but a guy his size would never fit. Rajshree kept lovingly sucking and licking his entire shaft. I watch as she tried to push as much of it inside her mouth. It looked like she could only get the head to fit as she continued to lick the sides. Every once in a while she would go down and suck his large testicles in her mouth only to hear him groan and tell her how good her mouth felt.

Rajshree still had on her garter belt, stockings and heels and it looked very erotic watching my wife make love to this large black man. Mr. Sultanali told Rajshree to move herself over his face and he wasted no time getting his face between her legs. I could hear the slurping sounds he was making as Rajshree was grinding herself down onto his mouth. She had both of her hands wrapped around his shaft as she continued to suck his massive pole.

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Complex Relationships - The Indian Context - The Discovery

Synopsis: This story is set in the Indian context, where jokingly the wife’s younger sister is said to be ‘Almost Half Wife’. Although like a joke, many Indian men fantasize about their wife’s younger sister. However for the lucky some, this becomes a reality. This story is a narration by one such lucky man.

Disclaimer: The story is purely a fantasy, but put in this situation would love to do the same.

I am 28 years old and run a 5 star class boutique Hotel in Delhi, I got married 2 years back. The hotel belongs to my wife’s family. Her parents died in a car accident about a year back. Wife is not interested in the affairs of running the hotel, however her younger sister works In the hotel and she manages all the sales and I look at the overall the operations.

When I my marriage was being fixed, at that time itself I was attracted to her younger sister Ria. She is very energetic, fun loving has a nice figure unlike my wife who is a little on the plump side. Ria has got a nice figure at 34D – 28 – 38, nice wide hips I must say and the way I like it.

The hotel is doing fairly well thanks to her sales skills. However I was surprised at her success rate of getting customers. We used to get a lot of businessmen checking in.

She would manage them to visit our Hotel, show them around. We had 2 Rooms on the top floor that were reserved only for emergency bookings and served as sample for showing people for getting bookings. Almost 80% of the guests that she would bring in and show the sample rooms would confirm their bookings. I used to ask her and she would always just smile and say that it’s pure luck.

She would always dress in a saree while at work, and wear very sexy blouses. But this has to change. If she is around me for even a minute, I would have a hard on looking at her figure.

One day I decided to install camera in the sample rooms to find out how she managed to get the clients interested in booking and started recording their trips to the sample rooms. What I saw was eye popping, she was using sexual means to get the client’s bookings. Most of the time it was about giving them good view of her body by letting the end of saree slip over, or spilling a little water on her boobs accidently while drinking water. She would use many such tactics.

I made a copy of all those videos and kept it at a safe place. One day, I called her to the sample room and played the video on the TV and she was stunned.

I told her that I could use it to ruin her and she almost burst into tears. I told her that if she cooperated then I would not do her any harm.

She agreed. I put on a slow song, which I knew she liked very much. I then asked her to strip very slowly, so slowly that she would be only be completely nude by the last line of the song. And along with the last line of the song she should be lowering and removing her panty. I also told her that if she hesitates at any step, I will make her dress again and I would play the song again and she will have to start stripping again.

So she started by dropping the end of the saree from her shoulder. Then she slowly turned and pulled out the saree that was tucked into her underskirt. By the end of first stanza of the song her entire saree was on the ground.

With the second stanza, she started untying the knot of her blouse at the back, and started slowly pulling the blouse over her shoulder and then hands. I asked her to sway and move a bit to the song’s rhythm while stripping. She complied and started moving her chest in rhythm.

Along with the third stanza she was removing her underskirt. I noticed that her underskirt was more fitting and tight than what other women normally wear. I assumed that probable she like the clothes on her body to be tight. She slowly swaying her hips to the song slowly lowered her underskirt till it is lying around her legs on the floor. This she does so slowly that it lasts throughout the third stanza of the song.

As the fourth stanza starts, she said with a pleading voice “Jiju please, please do not make me do this further”. (In India Jiju is what they call sister’s husband, for others you can consider it just a as name). I point towards the TV still showing her videos and she reaches her hand to her back to unhook the bra, I indicate her to stop and to pick up the scissor that’s on a table onto her right, she looked at me with a question mark on her face.

I smile and indicate to her that she has to cut away her bra, first on the sides and then the straps. She reluctantly takes the scissor and slowly snips the sides of the bra slowly. Since she wear such thin lacy bra it’s just easy, and then she cuts the straps one by one, holding on to the bra material on her breast as the back part of the bra fall down. I indicate to her to move away her hands. Then she slowly lowers her hand and the front pieces of bra falls to the floor.

I now point towards her panty, and she looks at me with a hope in her eyes that I would not ask her to go further, but I indicate that she has to. I indicate that she has to cut the part of the panty that’s between her legs. Once she cuts the middle part I indicate her to keep the scissor back on the table.

And indicate her to lower the panty by putting her thumbs through the elastic of the panty on sides. She complies but so reluctantly, and as the last line of the music ends she is standing there bent at the waist, her hands holding the panty at her ankles. It was such a sight the panty stretching further as it passes the fullest part of her hips. Just as she is about to stand straight, I indicate to her to stay just like that and not to move.

I was doing all this standing away from her. I indicated her to turn around in that pose itself slowly. While turning, when she has her ass towards me, I get a good view of her ass, ass hole and the pussy. And to my surprise, I can see that she was a little wet there. I think the slut in her enjoyed it a bit. If she did, I was sure that she would be a good exhibitionist. I will find that out soon.

Once she completes the turn, I indicate to her to stand straight and turn once again. Today is the first time I get to see her complete nude body, and I take my time enjoying the view. I let her complete 4 turns before I ask her to stop.

I made her do this on her most favourite song that she listens a lot so that whenever she listens to it again, she will be reminded of this entire stripping scene.

What she did not realize was that she was in the same room where I had recorded her activity with our clients. SO? … Well so this activity was also entirely recorded, but with me completely out of the view of the camera showing only her actions and I had stopped the recording while she completed turning the second turn standing. If one would see the video of this event, it would just look like that she was enticing a client. And this would be further proven by the other videos where the clients are also visible. When this video is viewed along with the rest it would be proven that this one was also done for a client and she can’t prove that she was forced to do this.

Now I walked to her and gave her a paper which contained a set of rules for her that she has to obey from now on. Any deviation from those rules and I would distribute these videos to any one I wish, starting with her sister – my wife. She read through the rules and retorted to me saying that she would not be doing all this and a stern look from me made her say “Jiju, please do not do this to me, I did not harm u in any way, please spare me”. She had such a pleading look in her eyes that anyone would have spared her, but not me. I had plans for her.

So I just gently reminded her about the fact that I just recorded her entire stripping session and that along with the other videos would it prove to be very big problem for her.

Now she broke into tears, small drops rolling down her cheeks, a few falling onto her white breasts. I told her that as long as she followed my rules she will not have any problem.
Rules were simple:
I would decide what she wears from now
I would decide where she goes and whom she meets
I would decide on whatever she does.
She has to transfer all her money into my account and close all accounts and credit cards
She would not carry any mobile unless I decide
She would have one mark on her body which clearly tells her that I own her body, mind and soul. This would be tattooed on the upper part of her left breast so that she can see it every day whenever she looks down on her breast or in the mirror. The tattoo would be that of a snake in the beak of an eagle and only she and I would know the significance of that tattoo that she is the snake and I am the eagle who now owns her
In my presence she would not speak unless permitted by me.
I can make a new rule or modify any rule any time I want and she has to follow.

So she reluctantly agrees to all the rules.

So I tell her that she can get dressed, it’s already late in the night and we have to reach home. She just realised that she has no bra and panty to wear, so she picks up her underskirt and wears it, and then picks up her blouse and wear it. The blouse is white and is of thin material such that I can see her dark nipples and areola against her fair skin through its thin soft material.

By the time she wears her blouse; I pick up her saree and stuff it into her hand bag. She looks at me surprised, and I say “Rule 1? and smile at her. She is petrified. So now she has to come out of the room only in her underskirt and blouse which is almost semi-transparent. I told her that its ok because as it is night time an no one will notice and we will use the fire exit to go out. Little did she know that she might soon be walking in and out of the Hotel in attire that may look sluttier.

I drive into the drive way of our home; the security guard did not notice anything strange. I drive right into the garage, and she opens the door to get out. I stopped her; ask her to give a nice and wet kiss on my lips before she steps out. With trembling lips she gives me a short and quick kiss. I let her go. She rushes into the house through the back entrance of the garage.

Next day morning, she gets up in the morning and goes for her morning routine and a bath, in her sleepiness probably forgetting what happened yesterday. It would probably dawn upon her when she takes her bath as she sees her own nude body in the bathroom mirror. Whether she remembers or not in the bath, she will definitely remember it after she comes out of the bathroom.

On her bed I left a note which said – “White Blouse, Light Blue Saree, Light Blue underskirt … Black Bra and no panty”. She read the note. There was a look of shock on her face, or was it the look of realization. The note further said “Make it the most transparent white blouse you have or else …” I left the threat part blank to leave her guessing about the consequences of not complying.

She met me in the garage already sitting in the car by the time I came out. I asked her to step out and stand a bit away from the car. Once she stepped out, I asked her to turn around and show me how she looks. I told her that she is wearing the saree too high at the waist. I told her to lower it so that its at least 2 inches below navel, at 3 inches below navel, her hip bones would show above the saree at the waist. Any ways today is the last day she is going to wear a saree.

I told her to get in to the car. Once we reached the Hotel, we went straight into my office. The office is a large room very spacious with lots of space in the middle. I sat at my desk and told her to stand in the middle of the room and lift her saree and underskirt to show me that she is not wearing a panty as instructed. Well she was definitely obedient or just feared the consequences as she was not wearing any panty. I told her to stand like that with her clothes lifted while I finish replying to a few emails. I took good 30 minutes to finish my work.

I got up from my desk, went near her and placed my hands on her bare hips, rubbed my hand on the sides of her hip, then her ass. Petted her pussy slightly and told her to release the saree and underskirt and wear them properly. We are going shopping – I told her.

We went into a shop that sold the latest trendy clothes, I also knew from one of my contacts that they also keep some interesting clothes and other things too.

I introduced her to the shop manager as the actress for a new small film that we are shooting. I told him that we are looking for some nice and interesting clothes for some party scenes in the movie. The manager told us about some new collection they recently got from abroad. I asked the manager to show them to us and also told him that I would one of his BOLD assistant girl to help me with selections. He took us to the rear section of the shop and sent a nice looking girl to assist us. This assistant girl is as tall as Ria but not as sexy as her. Assistant’s name is Tina. I call Tine near me and put my one hand around her shoulder and in my other hand I showed her a 1000 rupee note which I pushed into her hands and whispered into her ears as to what kind of clothes I want for Ria. She smiles knowingly and tells me that she has the right things for my taste.

Tina went in and bought out a box of clothes. She opened it. Tina told us that each of the dress in this box is a complete set of garment, to be worn together. So she said that Ria has to strip completely to try the clothes for size. I look at Ria and she starts to strip, I stop her. Ria looks surprised. I tell Tina to strip Ria and fold and keep her clothes carefully.

Tina pulls the end of the saree and walk around Ria unwrapping her. Then Tina removes Ria’s underskirt and blouse. Tina is a bit surprised to see that Ria is not wearing any panty but gives a knowing smile. Tina then removes Ria’s bra. Tina folds and keeps everything on the table. Tina runs her hand on Ria’s body from shoulder down to her hips and comments that Ria has a nice body and a many of clothes would look good on her. With that Tina pulls out the first packet.

Dress Set 1:

Tina first pulls the panty out of the packet and I tell her to leave it aside because Ria in not going to wear any panty any more. Ria gave me a surprised look. Tina kept the panty aside and pulled out the bra. It was made of a skin colour semi-transparent material that matched Ria’s body colour. With just 2 triangular pieces in the front and just strings for back and neck it looked like a bikini. Tina put it on Ria from the front and tied the back string first, then she tied the neck string. It was then that I understood the speciality.

The skin colour material on her 2 breasts stretched like the rubber of a balloon and stuck to Ria’s breasts like a second skin. It was only because of the slight difference in texture that one could say that she was wearing a bra.

Best part was the holes in the middle through which the bare nipples were protruding out. Ria will feel that she is wearing a bra but for the onlookers it would be like she is not wearing any bra. I told Tina that i liked it. Tina picked up the top and pulled it over Ria’s head, and the top also fit Ria like a second skin. The upper part of the top that was over her breast was slightly transparent and the lover part that went over her tummy was opaque and fitted well over her flat tummy. The bottom was a skirt also very tight fitting; Tina pulled it up Ria’s legs.

Brought it up to 2 inches below navel, the skirt reached only upto the middle of her thighs. The top was black and skirt white. Through the top, one could make out the outline of Ria’s breasts and I am sure that if anyone click her picture with this on and the flash on camera, the pic will look as if you can see her bare breast and nipples through the top. I took out my iPhone and clicked a few pictures of Ria in that dress. Then Tina undressed Ria Again. Every time Tina touched Ria, I can see a reaction in Ria, not sure if it is because she is enjoying the touch or because she is not.

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