I always wanted more from life, her marriage and her Wife Janaki. Our marriage was an arranged one, which is still a custom in our culture, and I come from a very respectable and conservative family. I am a 34 year old I stand 5′ 10″ recently I had a fling with her neighbor friends wife .she is highly educated but not career minded, she has a voluptuous body; she wears refined or conservative clothes to be respectful, however it does nothing to hide her lush figure.
Even while at home she wears usual shilwar qameez her 38-28-38 figures is not hidden. Regular exercise has helped me keep off the unwanted flab and stay trim and toned. I came to know that she has been married for the last 16 years. People are always shocked when they learn she is married with 3 children of her own. I was aware that she was the dream girl of dozens of boys in that areal.
I would like to explain how I became prey to a woman who is her wife’s best friend. She has a killer sex appeal that could cause a man to orgasm without even touching her. At our initial meeting during the first hour following her arrival our eyes met each others at least a dozen times and I just had this feeling that she intended to seduce me. We were at a party in the home of a common friend of both the families. I kept noticing her looking at me and I would catch her out of the corner of her eye watching me while I was talking or laughing with other women. After some time her wife finally introduced us, I had heard a great deal about her from Janaki, I just hadn’t met her yet.
At that first meeting she told me that I was the most polite and well mannered man she’d ever met and she just had to talk to me. To be honest I was very impressed with her she was highly intelligent and fun to be around. We talked as if we’d know each other for a long time. For the first time in her life I had fallen in love with a woman within a few moments of meeting her. Maheswari was the only woman to ever warm me in all the right places; her mind, her heart, and perhaps most importantly, her loins. I loved her deep black eyes the way she looked at me made me tremble with need.
Her physical desire for this extremely woman became irresistible. In a quick moment she impacted me, beyond what I ever believed possible. Her personality, black piercing eyes, the general way she spoke and lastly her intoxicating scent. Every night I imagined her making love to me. She became her object of lust and fantasy. We hadn’t had and any reason to come into contact with each other since that night, while I tried her best I simply could not erase the woman from her senses.
One evening after few weeks the phone rang, when I picked it up to answer it I was surprised to hear her voice on the other line. Her heart began to beat rapidly the moment I recognized her sexy voice. I was so nervous I could barely carry on a polite conversation. After the routine hellos she asked about her wife and I informed her that she was not at home at the time.
She asked me “Where can she possibly be at this late hour?”
“She usually comes home late. I can tell her you called as soon as she gets in,” I replied.
She told me she enjoyed the night of the party very much, that it was a pleasure to meet me in person and she remembered wishing she could have spent more time getting to know me. Hearing her say this made me happy. I was relieved to know that I wasn’t the only one affected by our meeting, however it still made me very nervous. Then she surprised me again when she asked if it was all right to call me again in the future.
“Sure, why not? You can call me any time,” I told her.
Even as we said our goodbyes I was anticipating her next call. To her amazement she called two days later. This began our relationship; we would simply call back and forth and talk, getting to know each other. Initially it started out as occasionally but soon became a daily event. As the days went by I began to think of her constantly and looked forward to the times when we would talk. I knew I had no right to call her without her Wife’s knowledge, but she always knew exactly what to say and when to say it. Her sweet words to me were the sunshine in her day. It was a secret that I held close to her heart, for discovery would most certainly put an end to it.
We only ever talked on the phone, never met in person, but I always said her to meet me. She was afraid to meet me alone so she tried to discourage me. I said I would no longer call U and speak with U without being able to meet in person. She implored me to understand as both are married. Ok Finally she said, “I really want to meet you but where could we possibly meet and how?”
“Anywhere you want, wherever you want. As long as I get to see you.” I responded.
So I finally said, “How about meeting me for a movie?”
She agreed and set up a date when her husband would be out of town.
Seeing her standing outside the theatre waiting for me I walked towards to her and we quickly went inside to avoid the groups of people loitering outside. Once we were seated, the lights flicked off and the opening credits began. I leaned over and whispered in her ear,
Though I knew better, she was more excited than nervous. I slipped her arm around her waist and held her as close to me as the theatre seats would allow.
“I’m so glad we were finally able to meet again” I proclaimed.
“I feel the same, I knew I’d enjoy being with you as soon as we started chatting on the phone.”
“Are you comfortable now?” I asked me.
“Yeah, completely. I’m really enjoying your company and the movie.” she replied.
“Don’t tell me that, this movie is so boring!” I proclaimed, “Let’s go somewhere else.”
“Where else can we go?”
“We can go somewhere quieter.”
“Like where?”
“Don’t worry I won’t bite you.”I chuckled.
“Please be careful, don’t get me into trouble with her husband.” she begged.
“Trust me,” I said.
For some reason at that moment she did trust me. So we left the movie theatre before the intermission and walked into the parking lot. When we got to her car we pulled out of the parking lot as I looked around nervously, I wanted to be with this woman, but was afraid of what might happen if we were discovered. After driving around for a few minutes I pulled into the mall and she looked at me questioningly, wondering what I was doing.
“Please let’s go in side”
“For what?”
“For shopping purposes, what can one do in a mall accept shop?” Maheswari joked.
“I should wait here, I don’t want anyone who might know her husband seeing us together.” She stated.
“Well it wouldn’t be right for you to wait here, and this also gives us a chance to get to know each other better, and you should have to help me.” I countered.
She relented and we walked into the mall. While we were window-shopping, I asked me to help me find some things for her beautiful lady. She asked me
“Who’s your beautiful lady? Your wife?”
“Yes,” I whispered in her ear.
Then I winked at her and began dragging her into various stores, selecting various items. So for the next hour I bought perfumes, cosmetics and other things women adore. As we were walking from the mall back to her car we were talking about the purchases.
“I’m glad you helped me pick these out. Are there any in particular that you liked?” I asked.
She blushed a bit at the question but replied, “I think any woman would be more than pleased with everything.”
The trip back to the theatre to retrieve her car was a quiet one. It was a comfortable silence that we both enjoyed and neither tried to break. After we arrived at her car and I opened the door for her, she was surprised when I told her to take the packages.
“Thank you very much, but I couldn’t take these!” I exclaimed as I tried to place the bags in her hands.
“But they are all for you,” I protested.
“You said that you were buying them for your beautiful lady,” she argued.
“You are her beautiful lady Maheswari.” I countered.
“But I never would have helped you pick out so many things if I knew you were buying them for me.”
“Don’t break her heart, please accept them,” I begged.
“Please I don’t need all these …”
“If you don’t keep them I won’t speak to you ever again,” I stated.
So she took the bags, a bit grudgingly, having no idea how I was going to explain to her husband she called me the next day to thank for the gifts.
Then one day she told me that when her husband was out of town and was not to be back for three days, and her children were gone to visit their grandparents, she invited me to her home.
When I finally arrived the air was electric and her nerves were apparent as she gave me a reassuring smile. She was wearing her typical shilwar and qameez like a normal loving wife, and she acted as a proper hostess should and invited me in to the living room to sit down. The air was thick with the smell of anticipation. I could barely breathe around her; the sexual tension was so overwhelming.
We sat near each other on the sofa and after some light talking I asked her directly, “Would you mind if I kissed you?”
Before she even had the chance to respond I took her face in her hands and kissed her lips ever so gently. I felt like I was a teenager being kissed for the first time. Her heart was pounding and I put an arm around her waist and pulled her to me so that her body was touching her body.
As her hands continued to caress her body I slowly ended the kiss she got up and started to walk into the kitchen.
When I asked me, “What are you doing?”
“I thought you might like some coffee or tea,” she replied.
“Sure thanks,” I responded.
While she was in there making the coffee, I came up behind and she felt her hand on her butt. She tried to turn around but I grabbed her and pulled her against me and I could feel her rod pressing into her buttocks. I held her by the waist and began rubbing her hard cock between her ass cheeks. She was speechless as I began to caress her neck with her lips. Rubbing them back and forth, feeling her warm breathe against her skin I began to get more aroused and her breathing began to speed up.
He started exploring her waist and belly then rested his hand on her breast and started to brush her nipples while his other hand was busily caressing the globes of her ass. He moved his hand around to the front of her body and began to rub his hand along the folds of her pussy. Even through her clothing it felt heavenly, he worked his hand into the waist band of her shilwar and into her panties. Brushing past the dark brown patch of curls that were already becoming damp from her arousal, he began to run his strong fingers along the lips of her pussy separating then allowing them to close.
The motion was driving me crazy with desire. I began to rock her hips back and forth against his stiffening cock. The feeling of his hands on her breasts massaging and caressing them was very erotic and I didn’t want him to stop. We stood there with Maheswari holding me from behind in his arms while he slowly tormented me.
After a few moments he turned me around and started kissing me on her face, beginning at her forehead and gently working his way down stopping at her closed eyelids her neck and ears, sending goose bumps all along her body and a shiver up her spine. Finally, he planted a kiss on her eager lips and with a low moan I welcomed his tongue into the hot cavern of her mouth.
During the kiss I was still clinging to him and melted into his embrace as her legs could no longer hold me up. I don’t know how long this kiss lasted but I never wanted it to end. His lips were so warm and inviting that I don’t remember ever being kissed likes this before. The feel of his strong hands roaming and caressing her bottom was heightening her arousal.
Slowly being driven crazy with lust, she rocked her hips back and forth making us both moan as her hard cock pressed into her stomach. Finally, we broke the kiss and panted for breath, staring into each other’s eyes. We knew there was no turning back. I lifted her into her arms, she wrapped her arms around her neck, .
Once in her bedroom I lowered her to her feet and began to undress her. I opened the knot of her shilwar dropping it to the ground. I picked her up and lay her on the bed, spreading her legs for his inspection there was no panty spreading her thighs a little more I leaned forward and inhaled her feminine musk. My thumbs spread her labia as I leaned closer and ran my tongue along her crease for the first taste of her juices.
The feeling of my hot tongue caused wanton shivers to roll through her body. I unzipped her qameez and pulled it off, her breasts pushed against her bra seemingly to try and break free of the confines. I quickly unhooked and pushed aside the skimpy cups of her bra exposing her milky white breasts and small hardened nipples to the night air. I squeezed and pinched at will, then engulfed a nipple as I pulled it into my mouth to suck strongly.
My expert tongue circled first one and then the other nipple making her moan in surrender. My insistent sucking of her nipples was sending a current of electricity directly to her sex. Her lips were quivering as I chewed and licked them. The feel of her breasts crushed against my chest rubbing against the smooth skin tautly covering me. I began to kiss her lips and suck her nipples in a route that was slowly driving her closer and closer to orgasm, while she moaned and guided my head to encourage me to suck and bite harder.
Her nipples had become an angry red color and her pussy was positively dripping with her excitement. Suddenly my focus of attention changed and I began working my way down her body, worshipping her in a way she never had been before. Reaching the juncture of her thighs I eased my way in between them and kissed all around her throbbing sex, slowly licking and sucking her outer lips keeping her on the edge of pleasure.
She said In all the years she has been married, her husband has never licked her pussy, this was in new and incredible experience for her, she tried to concentrate and feel everything I did to her but she was so lost in pleasure it was all running together into one undeniable rush of feeling.
She began to beg me to fuck her screaming, “Please fuck me Shailu now!”
I ignored her request and continued to lick and nibble her pulsating flesh, my first contact with her stimulated clit felt like electricity. As the feeling zinged through her body, she thrashed and moaned on the bed, begging me to make her cum. She clutched the back of my head, holding me in position directly over her clit as she began to skyrocket to the climax she so desperately needed. I drew her clit between my firm lips and sucked strongly as one of my strong fingers found its way into her depths. That first stroke was the final breaking point of her climax. As her orgasm slammed I removed my finger from her clutching cunt and slip it into her asshole causing her to scream out her release. It seemed to just go on and on until she could no longer take it and begged me to stop and pushed my head away from her.
Slowly I slid my finger from her body causing a fissure of feeling to skate across her skin and making her cries out again. As I inched my way up her body by licking little spots along the way, she convulsed with each stroke of my tongue. Finally, she reached my mouth and began to languidly kiss me.
She pulled me on top of her. The feeling of my weight pressing her into the bed after such a mind blowing climax was both comforting and exciting. The feel of my hot throbbing flesh rubbing against her pussy was more than she could take.
I shifted to her side while kissing her and began to slowly rubbing her pussy, sending little shockwaves through her body. She again begged me to fuck her. I moved between her legs and rubbed the head of my big cock up and down her slit getting it wet before teasing her but allowing the head to enter her slick canal before pulling back out to rub the head through her slickness.
On the fourth such entry she grabbed my hips and pulled me into her body, holding me there so that I couldn’t escape. The plunge of my hard cock into her was more than she expected as Iam so much longer and thicker than her husband. I eased back until I was only half way in and began the long slow journey back and forth easing my throbbing cock into her slipping only a little bit more in each time the pull and plunge sucking and pulling her pussy lips in and out each time until finally my entire cock was seated deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around my hips as I eased her mouth open with my tongue . When I began thrusting she started to moan, the sound mingled and blended with my grunts each time our hips met and I was thrust all the way into her. I could feel the slow burn building up in her stomach and already beginning to curl her toes. She held onto me like I was her life line. I was both her tormentor and the way to her fulfillment. I’d never had such all consuming feelings during love making in all my years. The feelings and emotions were overwhelming. She looked up into my dark liquid eyes and saw the raw emotion she was feeling reflected back at me.
I felt the rush of her climax slam into me and I threw her head back and screamed out her release. The heat and pulse seemed to go on forever, just as I was beginning to come down from her high she felt me thrust deeply inside and grind into me , the throb of my erection shot me back up to another high and our shouts met one another as we both shattered. The hot surge of my cum beat against her quivering flesh.
As we began to calm I slowly collapsed against her body and she held me. Only then did I become aware of the sound of our breathing and the trickle of tears from the corners of her eyes. I had never felt so amazing in her life. Mail me your comments to
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