Hello all, my name is Karthik. I am 30, married for two years and working in an IT firm in Bangalore. I’m 6’1” tall, well built, above average looks and have a charming personality. I and my wife are made for each other and we enjoy our married life very much too.
Well, coming to this story – it happened couple of months back and is being continued too J. My wife had gone abroad for a six months’ assignment and I was alone in Bangalore. My office is in ITPL, near to Whitefield in east Bangalore and I stay around 6 km away from office.
This was again a usual working day, past six in the evening and I was negotiating with the huge rush on this small link road between Whitefield road and Old Madras road on my way back home. For some reasons, it was bumper-to-bumper traffic and I was not so comfortable in these situations too. In between, the pile of vehicles started moving with some pace and I too took the speed. All of a sudden a company cab (all you Bangaloreians must be knowing about the notorious cab drivers here) came bit wrong side, opposite to me. I had no other option, but to take the car to left and I heard something hit the left-backside of my car. I could see a black scooter losing balance and falling into the open drain in the left wing mirror!
I parked my car a little forward and came out. By this time, the passersby helped the scooter rider to come out of the drain. I noticed that the rider was a lady in her early 30s! I reached to her and said “Sorry ma’am, I couldn’t get time to look into my left side, otherwise this accident could have been averted”.
“No..No.. its my mistake. I tried to overtake you through your left side. It’s ok “. She replied.
By this time the other guys gathered there helped getting her scooter out of the drain and left. Somebody even shouted at me too, though it was purely not my mistake this accident happened. Luckily, she didn’t have any major injury but there was blood in her left palm. I asked “You got hurt? Let me see.”
She showed her left hand and there was a long bruise across her beautiful palm which was bit deep too. I got nervous and felt sorry for this lady.
“I have first aid kit..” and I rushed to my car.
I pulled out some cotton to clean up her wound and then poured some antiseptic powder. Covered it with a layer of cotton. Then I have noticed red patches on her left waist area. There were few minor scratches towards the left side of her tummy and the blood stains made her white top red. I told her to sit inside the car so that I can apply the powder there too. She was hesitant. But I insisted and she finally raised her top a little. Again I cleaned there with cotton and poured some powder. Luckily this injury was not that deep.
Now we got the next issue: She couldn’t ride her scooter with her injured left palm. I told her that I would drop her at home and she agreed. I kept her scooter in front of a shop nearby and told the shopkeeper that I would take it after a couple of hours.
We two started in my car. I have noticed still her palm was bleeding. The cotton was soaked in blood. I insisted her to visit the hospital nearby.
The staff of the hospital attended her and dressed the wound neatly. She was given a TT injection too. I paid for all.
She was staying 2 Km further from my place. I told her that I would drop her at home and would collect and keep her scooter in my place as she may not be able to ride it for another 2-3 days. She can take it later from my apartment. She agreed and thanked me for all my kind help. I dropped her at her apartment and she thanked me a lot. We exchanged our numbers.
I went back to my apartment, later went and collected her scooter and kept it at my place. I texted her that her scooter was safe.
The next day morning I decided to call her and enquired about her health. She told she was ok, needed to visit the clinic nearby in evening to redress the wound. I told her to take care and hung up.
Later in the day, she sent me a thanksgiving message in WhatsApp. I replied that it was my humanitarian duty to help her since she was the victim of my partial carelessness. She told it was her mistake, not mine. Then she asked more about me, my family, work and all. She too exchanged her details. Her name was Rekha, 32 years old, married with a 4 year old son. She and her husbands are IT professionals in two well-known firms and presently he was abroad. I replied: “Same pinch here too.. my wife has been abroad for past three months. Three more to go..” we exchanged smileys and stopped.
This WhatsApp messaging continued as she was bored up at home though her mother had come from hometown. She took leave for the next two days and on Sunday, she informed that she would be visiting me to take her scooter back.
She turned up alone around 4 and I received her in my flat. I had cleaned up my area, which was a bachelor’s home for three monthsJ. I offered her tea and we chit-chatted for some ten minutes. Then she had to leave and she again thanked me a lot and shook my hand (I was expecting a hug, though.. J ). I accompanied her till the parking and then she left.
During this visit I got a clear idea about her body. She was some 5’6” height, above medium sized boobs and bums and a slightly plumb body. She was fair with a cute round face and had long black hairs up to her waistline. In total, a typical Keralite woman. I was sex-starved for the last three months and presence of this beautiful lady was like adding fuel to fire. I had to jerk off that night thinking of her.
Our usual WhatsApp texting continued. Next weekend she invited me for dinner but I preferred for tea. Met her mom and kid and had a nice time at her apartment.
Our WhatsApp chatting continued as usual.
One day evening she asked: “How you are managing without your wife?” Till that moment we were talking about food and I just forgot that fact at this moment. I thought she was asking about my sex needs. Though I was bit taken aback on her question (as I mistook that she was asking about my sex needs), I replied boldly: “Hmmm.. its pretty difficult sometimes. I watch porn once in a while and relieve myself.. J”
“Ohh God. I didn’t ask about your sexual needs baba.. I asked about your food..oops..”
I came to my senses immediately. “Ohhh.. Sorry… he he…”
“Hmmmm… You naughty boy. Take three months leave and enjoy an overseas honeymoon man…”
“Hmmmm… It’s not possible to take that much leave. Else I will have to quit..”
“Hmmm.. but still you can try this.”
“Mmmm.. let me see..”
“So, by the way, how do u manage without your hubby? J J” I asked her sarcastically.
“Hmmm… I don’t see porn. But I do masturbate sometimes when he is not here around..” She replied boldly.
“So you too are naughty… J J”
“Yea.. a bit.. J J”
This continued for few days like this. We used to chat after dinner and till 11 – 12 in night. Sometimes we shared non-veg jokes too. One day I sent her a mild-porn clip of an Indian couple in missionary and woman-on-top positions. She watched it and I got a ‘Like’ emotion with a naughty smiley. I masturbated thinking of her with lot of enjoyment that night.
It was almost one month we met. Then one Thursday evening she asked what was my weekend plans. I told ‘usual visit to my old bachelor friends and some drinks, sleeping’ etc. She asked if I would like to join her for dinner at her place on Saturday. I said yes.
On Saturday evening, I reached her apartment around 7 with a flower bouquet for her and some chocolates for her son. She was happy to receive the bouquet. Her mom had gone back to her native town. She was well-groomed and well-dressed in a rose colored churidar. I understood that she had some plans. I played with her kid for some time and in between she served me tea and some cookies. She was busy in kitchen and I watched cartoon with her son. She served him dinner around 8 and he dozed off after sometime. I was scrolling through news channels all these times. She invited me for dinner.
It was a normal south Indian dinner with some non-vegetarian dishes.
“Would you like to have some drinks?” she asked.
“Yes, sure” I replied.
She brought a bottle of white wine and poured into two glasses. She told it was homemade by her. We said cheers and sipped. It was nice and I appreciated her talent on wine making. We started our dinner and chit-chatting continued and finished the dinner by around 9. I helped her taking back the utensils to kitchen and she washed and placed them in racks. We came back to the drawing room and continued our talking.
“So Mr. Naughty boy, do u have some girlfriend in your office?” she asked.
“Hmmm… not so far..” I replied. “And what about you?”
“Mmmm.. I had one before marriage; nothing at present..” she giggled.
“So you guys had lot of fun ?”
“Yeah.. few times..” she again giggled.
“Hmmm…”
“You are a smart man; girls will fall for you for sure. You should try..” She said and giggled.
“Ohh.. is it ? I wanna try you ?” I too giggled.
“Yeah.. you can..” She blushed and giggled. The plot was set. We both were laughing naughtily.
We were sitting in side by side sofas till then. I stood up and sat near her. I looked into her eyes; our faces were few inches apart. I extended my right hand and placed on her left cheek; slowly pulled her to me. I kissed her forehead gently. She blushed, smiled and kissed on my left cheek. We looked into each other’s eyes. Lust were burning in them. I kissed her beautiful lips gently and soon it became a long-passionate smooch. Our tongues met and we tasted each other’s saliva and explored other’s mouth. We were in a tight hug and later I was lying on the sofa on my back and she was on me. I ran my hand over her back and felt the softness of her ass cheeks.
In between she raised her face a little and I could get a clear view of her big round boobs. She noticed that I was looking at her assets and pinched on my cheek. In a moment I toppled her and made her under me. I kissed all over her face, ears and neck. I placed my right hand on her left boob and pressed. I felt it was bigger than my wife’s. I opened the two front buttons of her top and kissed the valley and portions of the boobs. My dick had grown to its full six inch size and trying hard to come out and was hitting her crotch area.
She told in a soft voice: “Let’s go to the bedroom “
Her kid was sleeping in the master bedroom and we got inside the guest bedroom. She had arranged it nicely. The moment we entered the room, she pushed me into the bed and sat on my waist. She kissed me again passionately. My dick was throbbing through my jeans and exactly hitting her hole entrance. She moved her body up and down rhythmically when she was kissing me. I was losing my control and pushed her down and tried to remove her top. She helped me. It was awesome to see her upper body only in a red color bra. Her tummy was flat but with a deep navel. Her armpits were cleanly shaven.
I too removed my t-shirt n jeans and then removed her leggings. She was wearing a matching red panty. The blood-red lingerie was totally matching to her cream-white body. I kissed her neck, armpits, tummy and navel.
Later I moved her bra straps sideways to get her boobs freed. She unlocked her bra clip by one hand and her melons became free. They were big, firm and had brownish areola and dark red nipple. The nipples were already erect. I kissed her right one and started pressing the left one. Her hand got hold of my dick and later she put the hand inside my undies and started caressing my junior. We were in ecstasy. My hand reached her panty and I put it inside. Her pussy was cleanly shaven and had started dripping. I caressed her clit and she started making passionate sounds.
“Fuck me Karthik.. fuck me now… I can’t hold it anymore..” she whispered.
I removed my jockey and she got hold of my junior and smiled at me. The next moment she took him inside her mouth. I didn’t expect this but I was enjoying her sudden act. Her mouth was warm and I was losing my control so I stopped her. I pushed her back to the bed and pulled her panty out. Her vagina was wet and I couldn’t stop kissing it. I kissed again and again and started licking it. She was in cloud nine and bent her body. I took her clit in mouth and chewed it and in parallel pressed her both boobs. She was holding my head.
“Enough Karthik…plzz… plzz fuck me.. plzz…” she murmured after 2-3 minutes of my sucking.
I stood up and placed a pillow under her bums. She told she was on birth control, so no need to worry. She folded her legs to give me access. I rubbed by canon on her pussy lips and teased her for some time.
“Plz karthi… enough.. plz drill me..” she was at top of ecstasy.
I slowly started inserting my dick inside her. She was tight though she had delivered a baby.
By two-three strokes, I was fully inside her. She locked my waist by her legs and started kissing me passionately. I was not in a hurry and making slow strokes. We both enjoyed each moment. This real love making continued for around five-six minutes and I started feeling the bursting sensation so I totally stopped. She understood this and we engaged in smooching and foreplay for few minutes. I was still inside her. I told her to ride me.
With my dick being inside her, we managed to change the position and she started riding me slowly. She was a busty woman with enough flesh on all required parts and two big boobs. I was lying on my back and she was riding me; I was pressing her boobs and massaging her ass cheeks and sides of her waist. Her boobs were swinging with her slow riding and her nipples were fully erect. I wanted to suck them, so I sat up and started sucking them.
We were in a face-to-face (lotus position), I was sucking her boobs, she was riding me and caressing my hair and kissing my face. This too continued for three-four minutes and I again started feeling the bursting sensation, so told her to stop. She stopped riding but we continued smooching and kissing with my junior inside her.
Again after two-three minutes of this intense foreplay, we decided to finish our lovemaking session in a grant way. I placed her in missionary again and started stroking her in full speed. She had closed her eyes in ecstasy and was climbing the heaven.
At a particular point, she hugged me tightly; her leg-lock on my waist became too tight and she pressed my face on her boobs. I caressed and kissed them passionately. I could feel her vagina contracting and squeezing my dick but it stopped after five-six seconds. She became normal and I restarted stroking her with full speed. The canon was getting ready to fire from my lower abdomen. In another three-four strokes, I burst and filled her vagina with my hot milk. We both were totally exhausted and sweated.
We remained in each other’s arms for few minutes. We kissed and caressed each other. Later she pushed me and came over me and rested on my chest and caressed my chest hairs. She told it was her best sex ever. I too felt the same. We went to the restroom after some ten minutes and had a shower together in hot water.
We came back nude and laid in each other’s arms. We had one more passionate session in that cold rainy night, which involved doggy and honey-sucking. We slept together till early morning and I left her place by 7 in morning. This incident happened two months back and we met three times later too. We keep this as a secret between us and the journey continues safely.
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