Hello friends, this is Aryan Khanna back with another sex encounter of mine. Before that, I will like to thank all my readers for your feedback. This kind of feedback is all a writer needs. This short sex story is about how I met a married lady on the flight.
I was travelling to Bangalore for an official trip, I took my seat on the flight. I was quite disappointed when I saw it was a man who was sitting beside me. But later I found him speaking to a lady who was sitting a few seats ahead of us. He was asking her to exchange the seats to sit with his girlfriend. His girlfriend was seated beside that lady.
As soon as I saw the lady, I was mesmerized by her beauty. She was in a yellow salwar kameez and was looking stunning. She came and sat beside me and my heart was pounding in full speed. After about 5 minutes, I decided to break the silence.
Me – Hi.
She – Hi.
Me – You live in Bangalore?
She – Yes. I came to Kolkata to meet my sister. What about you?
Me – I am going on an official trip.
Then we talked about each other’s professions, families and all. After talking to her, I came to know that she was married but her husband was not able to give her time because of his busy schedule. And the best part for me was that her husband was out of Bangalore at that time and her in-laws didn’t stay with them. So that meant she was staying alone the whole day when her husband was not there.
The beast inside me started making plans of getting laid with her. She asked me about my girlfriend. I said I don’t have any girlfriend because I don’t like to be in a serious relationship but I have a few affairs with married ladies. She raised her eyebrows and gave a wicked smile.
She asked me whether I liked married ladies. I said, yes of course. She asked why and I said that they were quite experienced and their bodies were awesome. She laughed and our conversation continued.
When the flight landed, we exchanged our numbers. After finishing off with the first day’s meeting, I texted her to ask her out for dinner. She readily accepted the invitation. I told her to wear a sari. To which she asked why and I said, “For obvious reasons”. “I didn’t know you are so naughty,” she said.
I reached the restaurant carrying a bouquet. She was dressed in a beautiful red sari and was looking awesome. We exchanged smiles.
We had normal chat for some time. Gradually, our conversation started getting intimate. Both of us understood each other’s intentions. Then I offered her to come with me to my hotel for some drinks as nobody was there at her place. At first, she was reluctant but later she agreed.
As soon as we entered my room, I placed my hand around her belly and kissed her neck, and then her upper chest. I found her eyes were closed now.
From caressing her belly, I slowly reached her boobs and was roaming my hands around them. I pressed it slightly. She opened her eyes and was staring at me. Our lips met and we had a passionate kiss. The kiss lasted for a while and in the meanwhile, we were caressing each other’s bodies.
After breaking the kiss, our eyes were locked in each other’s eyes. I took off her sari. Her blouse was low-cut so her massive cleavage was visible. I started pressing her boobs and pinching her hard nipples. She started moaning.
Then I unhooked her blouse and took it off completely. She opened her eyes and gave a naughty smile. Then she reached behind her to unhook her bra and threw it away. Wow! Her massive boobs were in front of me with hard and dark nipples. I started pressing one and sucking the other. She unhooked my trousers and pushed it down. A tent had already formed by my cock.
She entered her hand in my underwear and caught hold of my cock and started rubbing it. Her soft hands felt great on my cock and were giving me immense pleasure. After playing with her boobs, I took off the rest of the clothes she was wearing. She had a clean shaved her pussy. I carried her in my arms and threw her on the bed. Then I got over her and we indulged in another passionate kiss while fingering her pussy.
While her moans were suppressed by the kiss, her nails were on my bare back. After a few minutes, we broke the kiss. Both were taking breaths. Then again I sucked her boobs and kept fingering her pussy. Her pussy had drenched with her precum and she was also shaking my cock. “Fuck me..I can’t wait anymore”, she said.
I put a pillow below her ass and rubbed my cock on her wet pussy lips and started entering it slowly. My cock entered her fully and she caught the bed sheet very tightly. I gave slow strokes at first. Gradually, I increased the pace and we started breathing heavily. She was moaning very loudly and saying, “Fuck me harder… ”
After some time, her body shivered and she came on my cock. She was looking exhausted but I was not done yet. I kept on fucking her till I came in her. Then I lied beside her for some time.
After a few minutes, we got up and washed each other under the shower and had another session there. Then we drifted off to sleep.
The next morning we enjoyed some time in the Jacuzzi and had another fucking session on the bed. Then we got ready. I dropped her to her place and parted with each by a kiss. From that day, we have sex chat regularly and sometimes, video sex chat also.
So this was my story of how I fucked an Indian married lady whom I met on the flight. Do give me your feedback at
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