Husband’s Friend Takes Me

2010-03-25 / Couple Sex Stories / 3 Comments

I am Smita 28 yrs old house wife, I am married to anil and we lead good life. Having kids was not on our priority list. We have a few common friends and we are cool about flirting with each others friends but nothing on a serious note. Sex was normal between us and we enjoyed it.

Anil’s friend Varun relocated himself to Pune. He was a divorcee and we knew the girl whom he was married to for a year, she had an affair and later they split. Anil suggested that he looked for a house near our place so that he gets company and does not feel lost in the new city. I also suggested that he join our gang and who know he might stick a cord with someone in our group.

We used to go out to dinners and parties with friends and Varun got accepted within our friend circle. He is a quite kind of a person but fun to be with. Once we had the diwali party at a friends place, Varun was also invited, we all set out to the party and after reaching there he complimented my looks. He whispered in my ear “Smita you are going to kill a lot of men tonight” I asked why ? he said wait and watch.

I started getting conscious at every men and Varun would give me naughty stare from a distance. We had a good time and as we were heading back Anil refused to drive as he was slightly drunk and Varun had to drive. As we reached home he helped me out of the car and put his hand around my waist to support me, it was an innocent gesture but it did strike something inside me.

As we settled anil said, why don’t you sleep here anyway its weekend and he went upstairs to sleep. I made the guest room ready and asked varun to feel at home. By now I had problems looking straight into his eyes. He asked Smita “Coffee milega” ? I said “sure” He said he can help and followed me to the kitchen, he sat on the kitchen table as I made coffee for both of us. I kept the coffee on the table and said “Let me change” he too went to change and I was thinking what night dress to wear,

I picked up a red night dress with slightly deeper neck and it was just about my knee length.I checked on Anil if he wanted coffee, he was fast asleep, I came down and saw him in Anil’s boxers. I said they “fit you well” with a grin.
We were having coffee and he looked at me and said “you were the most beautiful women in the party” I said you made me conscious about this fact and i was conscious looking at every man who was speaking to me, he laughed and and said “i swear! you were the best”

He looked at my feet and said you have beautiful legs and in a spontaneous response I asked “Are you checking me out ?” for which he said “yes” with his naughty stare which i could not handle. I could see his eyes glaring at my 28c/30/34 figure.Now i could feel his leg touch mine under the table, he gently touched my calf muscles with his feet and i slowly pulled back without reaction. he said “sorry” I asked “for what”? he was open in saying ” for touching you”

I smiled and said so helping me out of the car was also deliberate hmmm, I asked what happened to you Varun ? He said, “Smita Sorry to say you are irrepressible, I just cant keep my hands off you. Let me be honest here, you have the perfect height 5′4 i guess, i nodded my head, your assets are well built, your body is curvy, your hair, clean hands and feet drives me crazy !! so i end up touching you. I must admit your neck and lips invite me to kiss you.

Saying this he looked straight into my eyes, I just looked down. He asked me “Did you feel bad ? I am being frank here” I kept quite and later said its getting late we should sleep. Saying this I got up and switched off the lights on the ground floor and was heading to the stairs. He came behind me and asked Smita, be honest did you feel bad and held my wrist. I stepped on the stairs to move and he came along.

He pulled me which made me turn around and we were face to face again as he is 6ft tall and i was facing him standing on the stairs. I said “NO” I guess this gave him some extra courage to put his palm around the back of my neck and he came close to me and hugged me with a warm embrace, I just did not know how to react, I was cold as ice, I whispered hoarsely ‘Varun… please….” before i could complete he was breathing on my neck

And kissed me on my neck, while he held me tight around my waist, even if i wanted i could not escape. He pushed me against the wall in this drak stair way and kissed me on my forehead and cheeks and tried kissing on my lips. I managed to break the hug and ran all the way to my room, and that was it I didnt sleep the whole night thinking of the experience.

Next day morning Anil asked me to call Varun for breakfast as his room was closed, I knocked and entered the room to see him asleep, I tried to wake him up but he didn’t react, I had just turned around, he just held my wrist in a snap and kissed my hand ! I was shocked, I was like “What are you doing? Anil is here” He was cool about it, I told him to come for breakfast and escaped out of his room. At the breakfast table he was speaking to Anil while his feet was on mine,

I was going cold all over my body I just could not take this any more. My husband got a call from an old friend of his and he had to go to meet his old gang. When Varun also announced that he also was leaving as he had some work, I felt bad and said, ‘why don’t you have lunch with me and then go anyways Anil is not here for lunch’. Anil left and I locked the door and turned around to see Varun behind me.

He held me again by my waist and hugged me tight and told me that I did not let him sleep last night,next thing he did was slide his hands inside my t-shirt and feel my waist, I just couldn’t take it and from nowhere my hands were around his shoulder. He pulled me closer and kissed me all over my neck and bit my shoulder. My breasts were being pressed against his broad chest and i was loosing control all over myself. He bolted the door and said lets go to your room and I followed him up the stairs where he threw me on the undone bed and hugged me tight.

He broke the hug and told me ” You are so soft do you mind if I kiss your lips”? he did not wait for my answer I could feel his his lips pressing against mine, I hesitate and backed out, he did not force me but pulled me closer and gently sucked my lower lip, he was kissing me passionately and i could feel his hands around my waist going down on my thighs as he pulled my legs around him.

The hug just got tighter and my nails were digging on his shoulder. He asked me if i was ok? I said yes coz i was enjoying this new found pleasure inside me. He switched on the AC and covered ourselves in a quilt, and slid his hands inside my tshit to feel my breasts, I did not stop him from here, he was in total control of my body, he slid out the T-shirt and I was in my black bra.

He went down on my cleavage kissing it and sucked all over my breasts over the bra while playing with the other in his wide palm. In a few mins my bra was off my body and he took off his Tshirt too, he had mild hair on his broad chest and it was very cozy as he hugged me to kiss me all over my neck, shoulder, breasts and now he started to suck my nipples one by one as he pinched then slowly. As he sucked my nipples I arched my body just to be pushed on the bed to be sucked harder again and to be bitten on my breasts gently.

He pressed my boobs with care and never did for once feel if he was on a attack mode.In no time my tracks and panties were off my body, I was naked against him. He was kissing me all over my body starting from my neck all the way down to my navel and waist. I could not handle the tickling feeling on my stomach when his stubble’s touched me and let out a moan, this was enough for him to turn me around on my stomach and kissed me all the way down on my spine and later bit my shoulder really hard.

I pleaded , please… Varun stop, but he was not here to listen to me and was licking my back. He stepped out of the bed and dropped his boxers the sight of his already erect cock scared me. It must be 7″ in length and thick, It was a sight for me as I had not seen a dick in real life other than Anils which is around 6″. He knelt on the floor and pulled my legs to the edge of the bed, before i could realize he started kissing my inner thighs and was working his tongue to my already wet pussy.

He first licked me slowly with the tip of his tongue and started rubbing my clit with his finger and was licking all the way down on my love hole. In pleasure i was pulling his hair and my legs were on his shoulders. In no time I was released a stream of my love juices in his mouth. He came up and kissed me on my lips and whispered ” your turn now” and guided my hand on his warm hard cock.

I knelt on the bed and he stood at the edge and guided his monster cock into my mouth and i was licking it and sucking it without any hesitation, It was slightly large for my mouth as i ended up gagging couple of times. He made me take off my hands from his dick and kept pumping it into my mouth holding my pony tail. He whispered “use your tongue” I told him “dont cum in my mouth i dont like it” He smiled and said ” You will like it” and pushed my head deeper on his cock.

From his breathing i could realize that he was building up to cum and i was being cautious that he does not cum on me, and in a second a gush of white semen was in my mouth, he held my head tight and pushed his dick down my throat, i gagged but he did not spare me till he emptied his load down my throat. He pulled some tissues from the bed side and wiped me clean and kissed me on my lips and wiped my tears.

He went down to the kitchen and got some juice from the fridge while i covered myself in the quilt. I drank the juice he offered me with some chocolates. He slid inside the quilt and hugged me tight and asked “did you enjoy” ? I said yes but not the last part, he said ” There is no fun when u spit the cum” is part of our relationship so it has to be respected and kissed my lips. I could feel his cock grow on my thighs, he looked at me with a naughty smile and asked shall we ?

And I nodded my head as i was turned on badly with his fingers playing on my nipples and his lips on my neck and lips. He slid his right hand between my legs and started to rub my clit slowly while he kissed my upper body. He went down and licked my navel, encircled my navel with the tip of his tongue and went further down to suck my clit and lick it hard. I was moaning slowly, I said “Varun ab bus bahut ho gaya” let me go.. he continued to lick so passionately that i could hardly stop him from doing so. I wanted him more.

I was turned on he started to slide his middle finger inside as he licked my clit. I just couldn’t control myself and pulled him up and told him “I cant take it any more” He said relax and asked ’shall I enter you” ? I did not have an answer, I guess he understood what I wanted, he asked do you have condoms? I told him its in the side table, he took a condom and put it on as i watched him.

He pushed me on my back and spread my legs, he was on top of me kissing my lips with lots of passion, I could feel the tip of his cock rubbing all around my pussy. as he kept teasing me and every time the tip of his cock touched my pussy I would let out a moan. Suddenly he made the move and entered me a bit, I sighed loudly as it came as a surprise to me, while kissing me on my lips and playing with my tongue he kept going deeper and deeper into me.

I could feel him touching deep inside where i was not used. I was moaning and wriggling under him. He started sucking my nipples and started to fuck me slowly occasionally tell me that he loves me. I could feel his dick grow inside me and all the dots on the condom was tickling me driving me to a huge orgasm. He licked the tears from my cheek and continued to fuck me a bit faster, increasing the thrust, I moaned loudly enough for him to hear me.

With every stroke he was going deeper and deeper into me. I was thinking he was about to cum, but he pulled out and turned me around in the doggy position and re-entered without mercy, deep and hard. He held my hair and went on stroking me faster as i kept moaning. He changed multiple positions to make me cum once more. I was tired but he was not ready to listen he put me back in missionary position,

And put my legs on his shoulder and kept stroking me, nearly after 5 mins he started grunting and I could feel his cock pulsating deep inside me as he stroked he was cumming and I felt i was in heaven and I too started to cum hard as this was the most shattering orgasm of my life. He collapsed on me with his nose in my cleavage. I hugged him with my legs and dug my nails deep inside his skin and bit him hard.He let me go to the washroom while he slept for a while. I dressed up and woke him up for lunch with a kiss.

He had a bath and came down to the kitchen, kissed me and we had lunch, he left post lunch. I went had my bath by the time Anil was back. I was feeling guilty for what I did, I could not have sex with Anil for a week before i could reconcile. We had a few more sessions after our first encounter. Its been a year now Varun moved to Bangalore with a new job. I am not looking for any relationship, leave your comments here or if you have any questions for me send it to gena at aol dot in.

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Housewives

2010-01-06 / Couple Sex Stories / 0 Comments

I am Vimal. I am 29 yrs old. I am not married. Living in Delhi remote area after my friend Ashok (33yrs) told me buy a house near him. I bought big house and moved there my house was some 100 ft from him there is no house in between so we came see ourselves a bit from our houses. I got a bike for my travel my office is just 5 minutes from home. Ashok is doing some business in NCR north a long way he goes by his scooter daily. If he goes in the morning he comes late night so I use to help them in the evening and we phones so it’s another way easy for us to do help. Mostly I cook myself sometimes I eat in Ashok’s house mostly in Sundays because we will be free.

Vanitha 31, Ashok’s beautiful and dam sexy housewife, she is very fair, slim but busty and really white big tits and nice fold on the hip, and beautifully lined lips, even some of our friends told in the party about Vanitha is so fuck able none notice except me they were all drunk. Nobody will say she is 31 even I judge her as 25hardly, easy words super body. I secretly fancy her body and masturbate. She looks after their 8 yrs old son, morning Ashok has to drop by 9 o clock to the school and she picks him up by 3pm, same time does shopping. Sometimes I picked him up too. Once I gave her lift to school. I noticed so many people looked her, and jealousy look on me.

Their neighbor Ramesh 30 and Chitra 26 is a housewife like Vanitha. Chitra is beautiful and sexy lady, she is a bit short than Vanitha but very bold than her. She uses to talk with me very sexy. Because her husband Ramesh is a pharmaceutical manager, (they married 3 yrs back) so he always on tour. So Vanitha and Chitra became very good friends, and bored sexy housewives, I know if I try a bit I can fuck both, but Vanitha is my best friends wife. So what to do she is the one I want to fuck desperately.

Days were moving smoothly. Everyday after Ashok goes to his office by 9 o clock with his son, Chitra will go to Vanitha house because they got nothing to do. When I go to office I drop the news paper and magazines for them. Everyday I talk to them in double meaning, Chitra always replies, but Vanitha smiles for it but wont answer. But both are hot wives. We talked about food I said how I do they both said it’s not like that. And Chitra asked why I didn’t get married?

I said if I get like anyone of you I will marry, especially like Vanitha. Chitra told, “hey look he likes you go and marry him”, Vanitha said he is too late. I said for “some people they get top class women but what is the use? Only one day”. They are lucky “look at me I go to office by 10 and come by 4 if I have Vanitha as wife, she wont be seen outside, because while I am at home she will be in bed and in kitchen, and I have 1 hour for lunch I will come in that time. Chitra said, “ha it’s nice to hear this that’s how you have o enjoy life, m for us?” I looked

Vanitha she smiled and didn’t say anything. I knew both are fancying me. Because these type of talks won’t go to their hubby’s knowledge. So I got chance. One day when I went to Ashok’s house, there was some water on floor and I didn’t see that I slipped over, hearing the sound they both came running and tried to lift I don’t know what happened I was faint Vanitha poured some water on my face I was half sensed, then they both lifted me on their shoulder Vanitha was on my left and Chitra on my right both ladies held my hip with their hands and my hands over their front,

I felt Chita’s right breast touched my hand few times it happened accidentally I felt a bit aroused and kept my hand on her breast itself, Vanitha saw this and said to Chitra, “hey Chitra look his hand”,. Chitra said, “I know but he is faint leave it no harm”, saying that she held my hand with hers and pressed. I came to full senses but I didn’t show that because both ladies are great looking and experienced bored house wives so just enjoy the chance. My hand was fully cupped Chita’s breast she looked at my eyes and smiled and pressed on her tits she gave half smile and took me to their hall.

While they tried twice I touched Vinita’s boob too they tried to lay me on bed I held Chita’s breast firmly she tried to take my hand I gave a press again and twisted my leg we all fell on the bed we rolled over Chitra went under me and I was on her Vanitha on my fell side her sari went up and her white mighty thighs were exposed, and the sari head was thrown on the side so her big two boobs were seen with the blouse. I slightly got tempted I placed my left on her hotspot between her thighs, my right hand was under Chita’s back. But she didn’t try to getup so I pressed my hip on her while my chest on her breast.

Chita’s both hand was on my back slightly holding me in the same position, I saw Chita’s eyes she was looking at me, I felt my hardness in my pants I pressed her again this time to show I do it purposely. Her thighs opened I slipped into her legs already Chita’s nightie came up to her knees and her one leg was on mine. Vanitha saw this and got up, but unfortunately my hand got in between her thighs she again fell this side. But my hands went into the thighs. Now slowly she opened her legs I turned to her and saw her rose pussy, suddenly she pulled her sari. But I touched her pussy and cupped it and pressed it.

Vanitha opened her legs again stood up on her knees and pulled hand out, I slightly massaged her pussy, and she bent down. I saw her big boobs from the opening of her blouse she tried to cover her tits from my eyes and she was successfully did it. But in the same time I massaged again her pussy nicely. She knew I was not faint anymore at last she achieved pulling my hand from her pussy she went to the chair and sat down and rested her head on her both hands and breathing heavily. I know why, she was disturbed by my hand on her pussy, same time me and Chitra were in same position. My hardness was exactly on her hip so she felt my masculine organ. She tried to turn and she hugged me and we rolled both ways. Now my right hand was released but I didn’t remove it hugged her too we both rolled for sometime. I got few chances to press her boob and once I sucked her nipple through her nightie.

Vanitha called Chitra, “you idiot come here” I gave a press by my hip and rotated on hers and took her head and got her lips and kissed and sucked it for a while then I let her go and still I was on bed. She went to Vanitha, I saw in half opened eyes that Chita’s body was shivering and Vanitha still on chair. Then Vanitha asked Chitra that is need to call the doctor for me or her husband. Surprisingly Chitra said not necessary I will get him cured if you give a hand. Chitra went to kitchen and brought some warm water and unbuttoned my shirt. She saw my hairy wide chest she rubbed her hand on my chest. Vanitha came near and asked I am ok or not she said no but I knew what his problem is I will cure it. That time her fingers were fondling my tiny nipples.

Vanitha saw this and shouted, Chitra quietly said please let me treat him leave this room for sometime and come when I call you. Vanitha said o but your treatment is not seems to be good. Chitra went to her and pushed her out the room and closed the door, came to me. She looked at me deeply and laid her head on my chest and played with my nipples. She pinched me hardly I said it’s paining, Chitra smiled and said it was the same when you bite my lips. I pulled her to me and kissed her fully on her mouth, our tongues were meeting and get sucked by other, our hands were rubbing the body and I undressed myself and pulled her nightie through her head.

She didn’t wear anything inside I fell over her and kissed and sucked her both nipples. She was rolling on me she was like a fire ball. I called her, she said, “please so many days I have been. So don’t waste time”, I went for her pussy to suck it but Chitra held my head and said, “I can’t wait just do it straight” and pressed my cock on her pussy. I gave a good press. Just my cock slipped into it before I start she began already pushing me back. We started fucking her pussy she was wildly responding me.

My cock was going and coming out. She was very fast, then I pulled out my cock and pressed again fucked her. Chitra was arching me back. The door was opened it was Vanitha, she saw us fucking, she slammed the door and went. I fucked her violently and cum inside her pussy. She held my legs tightly with her thighs and pressed her hands on my both ass pressed me in. I drained out fully. We both exhausted. We kissed and hugged and relaxed on bed.

Chitra got up and pulled herself out from me and went to the toilet and cleaned herself. I was laying on the bed. She went to Vanitha they both argued, after some time Chitra came in and said to me, come lets go. I got up and dressed and came out. I saw Vanitha on the chair, she fired at me, I didn’t expect you like this she is married. But Chitra pulled my hand and we went to Chitra’s house. She took me to the bedroom. She undressed herself and stood nude and hugged me and said, “I want to fuck more, come on fuck me” I took off my dress too and hugged her. All these Vanitha was watching from her room and shouted, “you don’t go too much you are married”, Chitra said, “shut up we want to fuck, yes I will do when ever and wherever I like, you just go, I know you wanted to fuck him but I fucked before you that’s why you are angry”, then she knelt before me and took my cock in mouth and sucked.

Vanitha was watching this. I was enjoying Chita’s mouth on my cock. Vanitha shouted at me, “look you are fucking a married lady, go and get some bitch or prostitute”. Chitra got up and said, “why should he go to prostitute, I am his bitch he will fuck my cunt whenever he wants,” Vanitha said “well you are fucking her. Her hubby will come anytime tomorrow then what will you do”, Chitra said for me, “then you come and fuck”, Vanitha got angry, shut up you I know how to fuck and when to fuck him. Chitra said ok keep quiet let me fuck him. We fucked for 2 hours and I went to my home took rest. After 3 Days Chitra hubby Ramesh came till then I went to her home in nights and we fucked. When I went to the office I opened Ashok’s gate and called for Vanitha she came I gave the paper she threw it and said, “who wants it? There should be some limit you insulted me in front of her,”

I said, “Vanitha I didn’t insult you since I am a single man she co-operated with me so I just did with her, but you know that I like you the most”. She said “if you liked me why you didn’t come to me, I was on the chair I was ready for you”,’ as I heard this words I felt very bad she was ready to fuck with this is the chance I was waiting for this long. I said, “VANI I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE MY DREAM “she said,”CHITRA IS BEAUTIFUL AND YOUNGER THAN ME,I went closer to her and said, “VANI AGE DOESN’T MATTER IN SOME THINGS, BECAUSE EXPERIENCE AND PERFORMANCE NEEDED” THAT YOU HAVE IT”.

I kissed Vanitha and now Vanitha’s lips were sucking mine fully my tongue went inside her mouth and drank her sliva. Her hands were rubbing my body and tried to pull my shirt. Now my mouth was on her mounts sucking her tits along the bra. I can’t wait I unhooked bra and took her big tits tightly on kissed her nipples. I sucked, and sucked fully, she guided my head to her other boob and gave the nipple into my mouth, I drank that too at the same time she undressed me I was nude.

I forced her thighs move apart and covered pussy and rubbed with panties. I widely opened her thighs and pulled her panties I stood up and pulled her to the bed I laid and hugged her tightly. I kissed her pussy and licked it Vanitha pressed my head. I started eating wet pussy, she lifted her hip and rubbed wet pussy on my face. I came up and kissed her fully on her mouth I can taste her wetness from our mouth. My body was shivering my mind was blacked out no one can control even myself because I was achieving my greatest goal having sex Vanitha for the first time in my life, while all my friend were dreaming her.

Vanitha’s hand came for to cock and pulled it, “Vimal I want to suck your cock” I lifted her head and placed on my lap she kissed the head of my cock. She opened her lips licked my cock and inserted my dick into her mouth and slowly pumped it. It was big not going in her mouth I tried hard and pressed in she took the full of my cock in to mouth. I fingered her cunt, I was going mad about her cock sucking, biting my cock I never thought this would happen because the one who was sucking my cock is my best friends religious wife his honest wife.

Now I took Vanitha and laid her on bed and pressed my dick head on her wet cunt I slammed into her. Oh it went in fully,. At last I am fucking my dream lady Vanitha, I am fucking my best friend wife. I can’t believe this I achieved it I longed for her I am fucking her. She moaned again out of joy, pleasure, ,”HAAA…AAA…SSSS….YES…YES..DARLING.” our fuck went rhymatically. I was enjoying my cock in my friend’s wife’s pussy. Her legs were circled my hips and pulling me. I fucked, harder..and told she said to me, “V imal thanks I want you be mine. Please realize me, I LOVE YOU I said ,”VANI I LOVE TO FUCK MY FRIENDS WIFE I was cumming she held my hip tightly and pumped me back. She said “don’t cum inside because I am your friend’s wife we planned not to have kids for two yrs..please don’t cum inside..I will get pregnant”. I didn’t bother because I never thought I will fuck her so easily so I want to seed mine, in her, “Vani I am cumming in your cunt..I am filling your cunt…just stay calm and receive my juice who you loved to fuck with”,.

I feel my cock got hardened and shooted its warm liquid inside her pussy, I felt her vagina contrasted on my cock and I like its dripping to fill in her cunt. She said..”O No.. Your juice is filling my vagina I am going to get pregnant, I made a mistake by fucking with you. Till his last drop I held her tightly and both exhausted and lay apart.

We got up after an hour and cleaned ourselves. It continued for a week till Chita’s hubby goes on tour then I got both ladies sometimes in turn and mostly three some. Any aunty or Bhabhi can mail me at cooledboy@yahoo.com

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Sheetal The Exhibitionist

2009-12-24 / Couple Sex Stories, Sex Stories / 0 Comments
Hi I am 30yr old male from Chennai and if any one likes my story kindly mail to arzoo501@gmail.com
Sheetal was the typical, Indian homemaker. She was 33 years old, married to her husband vishal for ten years, and had 2 children, 10, and 8. She dutifully got up every morning and made breakfast for her family, made coffee and got everybody’s clothes ready and made sure they all got out the door on time. She found out a long time ago that it was easier for the kids and her husband to eat lunch out, and she did not have to make lunches, thank god. After the hectic hour or so in the morning though, the day came to screeching halt. The dishes went in the dishwasher, the clothes in the washing machine, and she was done. Oh, a little vacuuming and dusting perhaps, but after that she did not know what to do. She was totally fed up with daytime TV and she talked her husband into getting her a computer, and it opened a completely new world for her.
She went into recipe sites and downloaded tons of stuff, she checked out gardening sites, and the Web just seemed endless. She found out about newsgroups, and was amazed at the tens of thousands of groups available. She subscribed to rec. cooking, and rec. sourdough and a few others, and even participated in the dialogues. Now the day did not seem long enough, and she would be glued to the computer when her kids got home. She would feed them a snack and tell them to go do their homework, and she would be back at the computer.
When her husband got home, she would disconnect and fix dinner, but she would be right back at it after dinner. Her husband and the kids joked about only seeing the back of mom’s head. It was all harmless fun, and Sandra was happy with her newfound world.
She had to go shopping, she cruised through all the major chain stores advertisements on the Internet, jotting down the best deals, and she was very proud of herself for finding the best deals. She took her list and headed for the stores. As she cruised through the produce aisle of a major store, a young girl’s cart was in the way. Sandra waited until the girl moved.
As the girl reached over to get something, her wrap-around skirt fell away from her body, showing her thigh-high stockings and her clean-shaven pantiless slit. Sandra whispered to the girl,
“You’re showing everything.” The girl looked back at her and smiled.
“I know I am,” she said, “that’s the point.” The girl moved on and it was then that Sheetal noticed all the men following the girl through the store. She got a thrill that just jumped up out of nowhere, realizing that this girl was discretely exposing herself to men in the store. Sandra got a chill up her spine that surprised her; like seeing a spanking picture and realizing you wanted to be spanked, or seeing a picture of a naked woman and realizing that you were a lesbian. It had a profound affect on her, and she could not get the picture of the girl, exposing herself, out of her mind.
After Sheetal got home, she decides to venture a little further into the Web. She typed in ‘exhibitionist’ into a search engine, and was amazed at the number of results that came up. She found an exhibitionist newsgroup and subscribed to it. She discovered Groups, and Communities, and she joined all those. Now, a completely different world reared its head. She looked at hundreds of pictures of women exposing themselves in public, some of them flashing and some of them very naked and she found that the thought of doing that excited her greatly.
Sheetal was 5’4″ and thin, at 55kgs. She had sandy-blonde, shoulder-length hair, a narrow waist and hips, and firm, 36C breasts. Today, she thought, she would flash her titties to someone.
She wore a low cut blouse to the store, no bra, and watched the reactions of the men as they stared. She found herself bending over a lot, and she thrilled at exposing her breasts and erects nipples to strangers. It scared her though, and that was as far as she dared to go. She flashed her breasts at a few men and went home and masturbated. She did not have a clue why it excited her so.
She started to read all the messages in the groups she belonged to, she learned about glory holes and public cocksucking, and just the thought of doing some of those things made her tremble.
She tried on some of her sexier, sluttier outfits and posed in the mirror. She had one particular short, flimsy skirt that would show a lot of leg, and even her crotch, if she crossed her legs right. She practiced reaching up and exposing her panties and thigh-highs. She went out that afternoon and did it in a grocery store. She found men following her around, watching, as she reached up to the top shelf.
“I did it,” she gushed to herself when she got home. “I went to the store and reached up real high and exposed my panties to strange men. She was thrilled. She went out the next day with no panties, and did the same thing, masturbating when she got home. She knew she had to shave.
The next day, after her family had left, she stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror, and shaved her pubic hair off. The sight of her bare slit so prominently displayed excited her. The thought of why she shaved it was even more exciting. She put on a short, pleated skirt and bent over in front of the mirror. Her labia and slit were clearly visible, pouting between the tops of her thighs.
“Oh, baby,” she thought. “That is so hot.” She wanted that look, just like all the pictures she had seen. She put on a pair of white socks that came to mid-calf, and even found a pair of saddle shoes in the closet. She looked in the mirror, the nipples of her naked breasts fully erect.
“A middle aged school girl,” she thought. “But a hot middle aged school girl.” She dug a cut-off T-shirt out of the drawer and slipped it on, her midriff exposed, and her erect nipples were clearly visible.
She went to the mall, which was crowded for a weekday. She strolled down the mall, window-shopping. She bent over a few times, feigning interest in something in a window. Men walked up close to her.
“Looking good, baby,” one said. “Nice cunt,” another one said. The comments aroused her, and now her nipples were jutting through the T-shirt. There was not anything she could do about it, so she continued her walk. Everyone turned to stare at her, and her nipples ached, rubbing against the cotton fabric, her breasts swaying as she walked. She never felt more exposed… and excited. There was a bar in the basement of the mall, and she went in.
“Jesus, I need a drink,” she thought. She was trembling with sexual excitement. She never drank during the day, but she needed one today. There were a few men at the bar, and she picked a stool in the middle of three vacant stools. She slid onto the stool, thrilling at the feel of the cool, vinyl seat on her naked ass. All the men discretely watched her, and she felt their eyes on her.
“Well, hello there missy, you sure you’re old enough to be in here?” the bartender joked.
“Oh, I think so,” she laughed back. “Vodka-tonic, please.” She paid for the drink and sipped it, crossing her legs. From the cool air, she knew she was exposing the entire side of her thigh, perhaps even a bare ass cheek. She squeezed her thighs together, her slit wet and excited, her nipples hard.
The man on her right moved to the stool next to her.
“Hi, I’m raj,” he said.
“Sheetal,” she said, trying not to encourage him too much. She had never seriously considered her flashing leading to sex, and she had not considered cheating on her husband, but the thought of erect cocks around her while she was so sexually aroused was very tempting. She knew that if someone pushed the right buttons, she would be a goner.
“You know,” he said quietly, “I saw you up in the mall. Nice, very nice.” She did not know what to say. She looked at him and smiled.
“Glad you liked it,” she answered, turning her attention back to her drink. Bill ordered two more drinks. After the bartender left, he spoke again,
“I dearly love a woman flashing,” he said. “I think it’s highly erotic. It’d be more fun if someone was taking pictures though, don’t you think?” he asked. Sandra’s heart leaped in her throat. She imagined having pictures of herself flashing, just like the pictures of all those other women she looked at.
“What do you mean?” she asked cautiously. He pulled a camera out of his pocket.
“Digital camera,” he said, smiling. “Do you have email?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said slowly, thinking she knew where this was going.
“Well, it’s simple. You do the flashing, I take the pictures, and I email them to you.”
This man was pushing the right buttons. She would absolutely love to have pictures of herself flashing.
“I don’t know,” she said. The man sensed victory, and he pressed on. He leaned in close to her.
“You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, “Let’s get some pictures.” She was silent but her hand shook as she finished her second drink. Bill ordered another round. She looked at him; he was about her age, around 6′ tall, clean-shaven, dressed in a suit and tie. He just looked like a normal businessperson, a nice-looking businessperson
“It’s tempting,” she said. His hand went to her exposed thigh, and she made no move to stop him.
“You’re gorgeous,” he said, and his hand traced up her thigh, then under her skirt and around the back of her naked ass cheeks. “Gorgeous and half-naked,” he continued, “Let’s show you to the whole world, with pictures.” Sandra had never had another man’s hands on her body since she had been married. This man’s hand was like an electric fire, burning her skin. Bill got off his stool and stood next to her, his back to the bar. His hand traced the line where her thighs met, her legs still crossed. The hand traced up under the hem of her dress, and she felt like she was hypnotized as she slowly uncrossed her legs. Her thighs parted as if on their own accord, and a finger slipped into her hot, steaming cunt.
“Oh, nooo,” she gasped, and she leaned forward on the bar and clenched his hand between her thighs, and she orgasm, right there in the bar. He withdrew his hand and she sat there, trying to regain her composure. It was obvious from the looks of the other bar patrons that everybody knew what had just happened, and there were smiles on the faces of the men.
“So,” raj said, “I believe we have a deal?” She got up and hurried, red-faced, into the bathroom.
“Oh my god,” she said to herself. She raised her skirt and saw her slit all red, wet, and excited. If Bill had walked in at that moment, she would have guided his erection into her with her own hands. She wiped the moisture from her thighs and slit, straightened her clothing, and walked out of the bathroom. She stopped at her bar stool just long enough to pick up her purse.
“Ok,” she said to raj, “let’s go.”
The mall was well lighted and Bill turned the flash off, so as not to attract too much attention. He followed a discrete distance behind her. She bent over, exposing her ass and wet, pouting slit and he got the picture. Sandra got an exquisite thrill knowing that her exposure was captured on camera. She started to really get into it now. She bent, she squatted, she stooped, and raj got it all.
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Hi I am 30yr old male from Chennai and if any one likes my story kindly mail to arzoo501@gmail.comSheetal was the typical, Indian homemaker. She was 33 years old, married to her husband vishal for ten years, and had 2 children, 10, and 8. She dutifully got up every morning and made breakfast for her family, made coffee and got everybody’s clothes ready and made sure they all got out the door on time. She found out a long time ago that it was easier for the kids and her husband to eat lunch out, and she did not have to make lunches, thank god. After the hectic hour or so in the morning though, the day came to screeching halt. The dishes went in the dishwasher, the clothes in the washing machine, and she was done. Oh, a little vacuuming and dusting perhaps, but after that she did not know what to do. She was totally fed up with daytime TV and she talked her husband into getting her a computer, and it opened a completely new world for her.
She went into recipe sites and downloaded tons of stuff, she checked out gardening sites, and the Web just seemed endless. She found out about newsgroups, and was amazed at the tens of thousands of groups available. She subscribed to rec. cooking, and rec. sourdough and a few others, and even participated in the dialogues. Now the day did not seem long enough, and she would be glued to the computer when her kids got home. She would feed them a snack and tell them to go do their homework, and she would be back at the computer.
When her husband got home, she would disconnect and fix dinner, but she would be right back at it after dinner. Her husband and the kids joked about only seeing the back of mom’s head. It was all harmless fun, and Sandra was happy with her newfound world.
She had to go shopping, she cruised through all the major chain stores advertisements on the Internet, jotting down the best deals, and she was very proud of herself for finding the best deals. She took her list and headed for the stores. As she cruised through the produce aisle of a major store, a young girl’s cart was in the way. Sandra waited until the girl moved.
As the girl reached over to get something, her wrap-around skirt fell away from her body, showing her thigh-high stockings and her clean-shaven pantiless slit. Sandra whispered to the girl,”You’re showing everything.” The girl looked back at her and smiled.
“I know I am,” she said, “that’s the point.” The girl moved on and it was then that Sheetal noticed all the men following the girl through the store. She got a thrill that just jumped up out of nowhere, realizing that this girl was discretely exposing herself to men in the store. Sandra got a chill up her spine that surprised her; like seeing a spanking picture and realizing you wanted to be spanked, or seeing a picture of a naked woman and realizing that you were a lesbian. It had a profound affect on her, and she could not get the picture of the girl, exposing herself, out of her mind.
After Sheetal got home, she decides to venture a little further into the Web. She typed in ‘exhibitionist’ into a search engine, and was amazed at the number of results that came up. She found an exhibitionist newsgroup and subscribed to it. She discovered Groups, and Communities, and she joined all those. Now, a completely different world reared its head. She looked at hundreds of pictures of women exposing themselves in public, some of them flashing and some of them very naked and she found that the thought of doing that excited her greatly.
Sheetal was 5’4″ and thin, at 55kgs. She had sandy-blonde, shoulder-length hair, a narrow waist and hips, and firm, 36C breasts. Today, she thought, she would flash her titties to someone.
She wore a low cut blouse to the store, no bra, and watched the reactions of the men as they stared. She found herself bending over a lot, and she thrilled at exposing her breasts and erects nipples to strangers. It scared her though, and that was as far as she dared to go. She flashed her breasts at a few men and went home and masturbated. She did not have a clue why it excited her so.
She started to read all the messages in the groups she belonged to, she learned about glory holes and public cocksucking, and just the thought of doing some of those things made her tremble.
She tried on some of her sexier, sluttier outfits and posed in the mirror. She had one particular short, flimsy skirt that would show a lot of leg, and even her crotch, if she crossed her legs right. She practiced reaching up and exposing her panties and thigh-highs. She went out that afternoon and did it in a grocery store. She found men following her around, watching, as she reached up to the top shelf.
“I did it,” she gushed to herself when she got home. “I went to the store and reached up real high and exposed my panties to strange men. She was thrilled. She went out the next day with no panties, and did the same thing, masturbating when she got home. She knew she had to shave.
The next day, after her family had left, she stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror, and shaved her pubic hair off. The sight of her bare slit so prominently displayed excited her. The thought of why she shaved it was even more exciting. She put on a short, pleated skirt and bent over in front of the mirror. Her labia and slit were clearly visible, pouting between the tops of her thighs.
“Oh, baby,” she thought. “That is so hot.” She wanted that look, just like all the pictures she had seen. She put on a pair of white socks that came to mid-calf, and even found a pair of saddle shoes in the closet. She looked in the mirror, the nipples of her naked breasts fully erect.
“A middle aged school girl,” she thought. “But a hot middle aged school girl.” She dug a cut-off T-shirt out of the drawer and slipped it on, her midriff exposed, and her erect nipples were clearly visible.
She went to the mall, which was crowded for a weekday. She strolled down the mall, window-shopping. She bent over a few times, feigning interest in something in a window. Men walked up close to her.
“Looking good, baby,” one said. “Nice cunt,” another one said. The comments aroused her, and now her nipples were jutting through the T-shirt. There was not anything she could do about it, so she continued her walk. Everyone turned to stare at her, and her nipples ached, rubbing against the cotton fabric, her breasts swaying as she walked. She never felt more exposed… and excited. There was a bar in the basement of the mall, and she went in.
“Jesus, I need a drink,” she thought. She was trembling with sexual excitement. She never drank during the day, but she needed one today. There were a few men at the bar, and she picked a stool in the middle of three vacant stools. She slid onto the stool, thrilling at the feel of the cool, vinyl seat on her naked ass. All the men discretely watched her, and she felt their eyes on her.
“Well, hello there missy, you sure you’re old enough to be in here?” the bartender joked.”Oh, I think so,” she laughed back. “Vodka-tonic, please.” She paid for the drink and sipped it, crossing her legs. From the cool air, she knew she was exposing the entire side of her thigh, perhaps even a bare ass cheek. She squeezed her thighs together, her slit wet and excited, her nipples hard.
The man on her right moved to the stool next to her.”Hi, I’m raj,” he said.”Sheetal,” she said, trying not to encourage him too much. She had never seriously considered her flashing leading to sex, and she had not considered cheating on her husband, but the thought of erect cocks around her while she was so sexually aroused was very tempting. She knew that if someone pushed the right buttons, she would be a goner.
“You know,” he said quietly, “I saw you up in the mall. Nice, very nice.” She did not know what to say. She looked at him and smiled.
“Glad you liked it,” she answered, turning her attention back to her drink. Bill ordered two more drinks. After the bartender left, he spoke again,”I dearly love a woman flashing,” he said. “I think it’s highly erotic. It’d be more fun if someone was taking pictures though, don’t you think?” he asked. Sandra’s heart leaped in her throat. She imagined having pictures of herself flashing, just like the pictures of all those other women she looked at.
“What do you mean?” she asked cautiously. He pulled a camera out of his pocket.”Digital camera,” he said, smiling. “Do you have email?” he asked.”Yes,” she said slowly, thinking she knew where this was going.”Well, it’s simple. You do the flashing, I take the pictures, and I email them to you.”This man was pushing the right buttons. She would absolutely love to have pictures of herself flashing.
“I don’t know,” she said. The man sensed victory, and he pressed on. He leaned in close to her.
“You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, “Let’s get some pictures.” She was silent but her hand shook as she finished her second drink. Bill ordered another round. She looked at him; he was about her age, around 6′ tall, clean-shaven, dressed in a suit and tie. He just looked like a normal businessperson, a nice-looking businessperson
“It’s tempting,” she said. His hand went to her exposed thigh, and she made no move to stop him.
“You’re gorgeous,” he said, and his hand traced up her thigh, then under her skirt and around the back of her naked ass cheeks. “Gorgeous and half-naked,” he continued, “Let’s show you to the whole world, with pictures.” Sandra had never had another man’s hands on her body since she had been married. This man’s hand was like an electric fire, burning her skin. Bill got off his stool and stood next to her, his back to the bar. His hand traced the line where her thighs met, her legs still crossed. The hand traced up under the hem of her dress, and she felt like she was hypnotized as she slowly uncrossed her legs. Her thighs parted as if on their own accord, and a finger slipped into her hot, steaming cunt.
“Oh, nooo,” she gasped, and she leaned forward on the bar and clenched his hand between her thighs, and she orgasm, right there in the bar. He withdrew his hand and she sat there, trying to regain her composure. It was obvious from the looks of the other bar patrons that everybody knew what had just happened, and there were smiles on the faces of the men.
“So,” raj said, “I believe we have a deal?” She got up and hurried, red-faced, into the bathroom.
“Oh my god,” she said to herself. She raised her skirt and saw her slit all red, wet, and excited. If Bill had walked in at that moment, she would have guided his erection into her with her own hands. She wiped the moisture from her thighs and slit, straightened her clothing, and walked out of the bathroom. She stopped at her bar stool just long enough to pick up her purse.”Ok,” she said to raj, “let’s go.”
The mall was well lighted and Bill turned the flash off, so as not to attract too much attention. He followed a discrete distance behind her. She bent over, exposing her ass and wet, pouting slit and he got the picture. Sandra got an exquisite thrill knowing that her exposure was captured on camera. She started to really get into it now. She bent, she squatted, she stooped, and raj got it all.
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A Sexy Time

2009-12-14 / Couple Sex Stories / 0 Comments

My name is Prarthana. I am 29 now and a happy housewife. People generally say that Female when they touch their 30s seem more sexier and i always wanted to maintain that. I was fit even after a child. My husband Neeraj is 34 and has his own share trading business. I live in Calcutta with my husband.

We are a fun loving Couple and loved by our family and friends and most of all we are broadminded butnotas much as you would expect the way it turned out for me. Ok let me tell you how i look i am not a bomb but i am beautiful lightly dusky slim to medium with flesh at right places. I ve seen lot of guys oogling at me or making a pass and sometimes i really do feel awkward. I am not a typical ghar ki bahu types and i am open about my dressing sense.

Once my hubby’s older cousin brother came to our place. His name is Siv Shankar. Siv stays in Australia and runs a food joint there. He is a man with in mid 50’s( he is 52 cameto know abt it later on ) medium built and with an excellent sense of humor. His wife is an absolute housewife in her mid to late 40’s and loves to talk. As he was quite accustomed with western habits he greeted every body with a hug. On first occasion as he hugged me I was quite embarrassed. But I later found he was quite casual with the whole thing. Siv was a charming person to talk and pass time with. I met him for the first time after my marriage. He also liked talking to me. Within a few days we were quite friendly with each other and we used to go out together for some little shopping and outing as his wife was busy meeting her parents and her relatives. As Siv came to Calcutta after around six years, there were many things that I could show him around.

On a Saturday we planned to go out for dinner. My husband, Siv, his wife and me. We decided to meet in a restaurant in City Center at round 8.00pm. My husband was supposed to come directly from office and Siv’s wife was also coming directly from her parent’s place. Both Siv and I were to go from home. Siv said before going to City Center I would show you a place where I used to hang out before going to Australia. I said ok. Siv took me to a restaurant in China Town, Tangra. It was a small restaurant not very crowded at that time of evening. They were playing soft live music. Few of the couples were dancing on a low-lit dance floor. Siv sat down at a corner table, which was his favorite. He ordered cold drinks and some fish finger. Soon a middle-aged man came smiling towards him. He introduced me to him as John Lee, the owner of the joint.

Siv started to talk about his old days. While he was talking, I was looking at the dance floor. Suddenly he asked me if would like to dance, with some hesitation I said yes. Siv held my hand and took me to the dance floor. I was wearing a saree and it was bit difficult to manage while dancing. Siv helped me to wrap it around my shoulder in a nice way and put his hand around my waist. We were dancing close to each other. But I was careful not to rub my body against his. He too was very gentle in his behavior. His hand was on my waist and while dancing he slowly moved it over my back. I did not resist to him as I enjoyed dancing and I never get a chance to dance since my marriage. After dancing for about 10-15 mins we left for City Center.

From the next day I noticed Siv was checking me out when every he was alone. Then he made slow advances my touching me at every possible scope. As a woman I could sense that he was attracted towards me. The wife inside me resisted hard not falling prey to his advances. The women inside me encouraged me to go ahead and have an audacious encounter in life. Always there was my full time maid in our house, so his advances were limited to light touching, smiling and more of eye contacts. Couple of days passed, seeing no adverse reaction from my side his advances were becoming bolder day by day.

One morning I was making tea in the kitchen while my hubby was still sleeping and my maid had gone to get the milk. He came up to me and stood very close behind me. I could feel his warm breath on my shoulder. I turned around once to look at him and just smile a bit. Siv slowly wrapped his arms around me from behind and held me tight against his body. I was wearing a housecoat and he was in his pajamas

I could easily feel his rock hard male tool pressed hard against my ass. I was spell bound and did not know how to react. Siv whispered in my ears, “would you like to spend an evening with me today”. I only slowly nodded my head in consent.
We reached China Town at around 7.00pm. I was wearing a long skirt and a top. As we occupied the usual table and ordered some snacks. Siv invited me for dance, which I gladly accepted. Siv was today in a different mood. He was holding me close to him, almost pressing my 34B moulds against his chest. I was also holding him firmly trying to adjust myself in this new role of mine. Time passed and he was holding me tight, taking the liberty of touching my lower back and ass at every possible moment. Then we returned to our table. Siv called Lee and whispered some thing to him. Lee looked at me smiled, nodded his head and went away. Few minutes later, Lee came back and asked us to follow. I was having no idea where we were going. He led us through the kitchen to a corridor and went back. Siv was now holding my hand and took me inside a room at the end of the corridor.

Siv asked me to wait there and went out. It was a dimly lit room with round table and a couple of chairs. A very unusual aroma filled the room. Suddenly slow music started to play from two small speakers. Siv arrived and closed the door. I was shaking inside in anticipation. Siv smiled and said here we can dance in more privacy. Siv pulled me towards him holding my both hands. His fingers were wondering through my hair. He wrapped me in his arm and placed kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes and waited for more. Soon his lips were over mine kissing me.

Slowly & passionately, Siv kissed my lips, his one hand slowly caressing my cheek and the other caressing my back. It was a slow teasing kiss and we were locked in a very tight embrace now. My eyes were closed and Siv was savoring every moment. It was an awe and delight mixed emotions running thru me. Me a faithful married women being kissed by a much older man. Slowly Siv’s hand was traveling down my back caressing my butt over the fabric of my dress. I let out a small moan but did not try to disentangle. Siv was taking his time deep kissing me and slowly massaging my arse cheeks and once in a while venturing in the creek between my arse. Slowly Siv started lifting my dress but at this moment, I slowly pushed him away and teasingly said, “Only a kiss”. My face was flush red now. Siv kept on requesting for one more kiss and I kept on denying him (but all in a fun & joking manner) but gave him one more juicy kiss, this time a small one.
Siv made me sit on the table. As I tasted his tongue once more in my mouth, his hands were busy folding my ( Breast – 34c) mould of flesh over my top, making its brown buds hard and erect. Siv shifted his focus to removing my top, which I also did not object as it could get crushed in action. Soon my top was on the chair, leaving me in my white lacy bra and skirt. He also removed his t-shirt, reveling his dark and grey hairy chest and medium potbelly.

He started to draw a line on me with his tongue starting from my neck to the valley of my tits, which were still held by my tight bra. As his tongue reached the valley of my tits he quickly unhooked my bra. His hand and mouth replaced my bra; his mouth coved one of my hard nipples while the other was being folded hard with his hand. After his playfulness was over with my tits, he moved to my belly button. As my moans become deeper and louder he switched to more serious business.
I was still sitting on his table, topless, tits smeared with his saliva and he was standing in front of me unhooking my skirt. As I looked on, my skirt soon joined my top & bra on the chair. Now he removed his pants exposing the great bulge in his underwear with a large wet spot. By now I too was impatient to see his size and he was my first aged man. Soon my curiosity was over, as he pulled down his underwear, releasing his hard tool. It was about 7” long but very thick, surrounded with dark and grey hairs. It’s dark red crown shining with his pre-cum looked enormous to me.

Siv pulled down my panties to place it on chair. I tried to cover my love tunnel with both my hands. He was in no mood to stop he made my legs wide apart. I closed my eyes and could feel his warm breath falling on my bare thighs. He must be looking at the entrance my love tunnel. Slowly his tongue started to probe the spot at turtle speed. I was lying on the table hypnotized and was juicing profusely. His tongue was teasing me in every possible way. With every passing moment his tongue was becoming more acrobatic, agile and venturing deep inside my love tunnel. I was unable to control my self; my legs were spread wide apart, as if to welcome more of his adventures tongue.

My hands were holding his head tight between my legs so that he can reach deep in me. His hands were kneading both my 34B moulds. This continued for about 4-5 mins or may be more I am not sure of. Suddenly I felt like a shock, as if all my veins are going to explode and body started to sever in an unknown pleasure. I moaned out in pleasure as I experienced my first climax of the day
I lay exhausted on the table trying to adjust myself with the overwhelming feeling. Siv was getting ready to fill me up with his eminence man hood. Unable to understand how to stop Siv from embarking on his latest mission; I pushed Siv on a chair and keened before him taking his male stiffness in my mouth. Siv was in my control now. As my amateur tongue rolled more on the crown of his man hood and I tasted more of his pre-cum his body language changed. He was holding my head gently with his hands giving small strokes, so that his man hood move in and out of my mouth.

Now he was in no mood to wait and nor was I, he again made me sit on the table. Now I was completely naked sitting on a restaurant table with my leg spread apart waiting for the big moment. He felt between my legs with his hand, as if to test if I am moist enough to enter.

Then as I spread my legs apart he stood between them holding his tool in his hand to guide it to its current destiny. He took his tool and gently began to rub it up and down my tunnel lips, making me gasp as it touched my clit. The crown slowly settled at the entrance to my tunnel. He tensed his buttocks as he began to increase the pressure. Suddenly Siv made a slight forward movement as dark crown of his tool head pushed into my tunnel, my tunnel lips distended round its massive girth.

As I looked on with pleasure mixed with fear he slowly with great care guided his rock hard, thick tool in me. As his enormous crown disappeared in me I could feel my love tunnel stretching to almost its limit. Soon inch-by-inch his rock hard tool went deeper in me. I looked on with great surprised the tool, which looked so thick, is accommodated in me without any problem. As he was embedded in me, he closed his eyes in pleasure and I was giving out low, deep moans in pleasure. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closed to me. He slowly started to pump me while holding my thighs spread wide apart. After about 8 to 10 min. of slow but steady action his tool started to enter me with greater vigor producing a chuckling sound, with each of his thrust the table also started to make crackling sound.
Siv then remained motionless for about a min or so to catch his breath. Siv came back to life once again by kissing deep on my lips, which I also responded with equal zeal. Siv started to pump me with long beautiful well-timed strokes. He continued for sometime to sink his erectness into the wet warmth of my love nest.

By then I was no longer sitting on the table. He made me to sleep on the table on my back with my legs well placed on two chairs by the side of the table. I was totally out of control moaning out loud in pleasure and response to his push. My tits were bouncing wildly with every thrust he made to bury his tool deep in me. I was bowled over by the resilience of this man. Then to support his balance he placed both his hands on my bouncing tits and pumped with all his might while crushing my tits with hands.

After about 10-12 mins of hard pumping I could feel his tool was bulging again in my tunnel to explode and to give out it’s fresh, warm juice in me. I too was on the verge of a great second orgasm. At the very last moment he took out his tool and sprayed his juice on my stomach and belly button. Then he entered his semi-limp tool again in me. By then my love tunnel was slippery like hell and he went in me almost without any effort. He didn’t have to work much hard any more as I busted in a great second orgasm of the day.

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