Hi, all Indian sex story readers. This is Madhan here with a new story. First of all, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback for I am a story writer with many stories published.
About Me: I am a Madhan of 28 years of age, 6″ tall, south Indian complexion, broad shoulder, and a normal body with skills of tasting a body erotically. I belong to one of the cleanest cities in India, Mysuru, but currently working in Bangalore (which has all varieties of chicks/aunties).
Horny unsatisfied housewives, sexy young baby dolls, and wanna have fun ladies (Bengaluru) can reach me on my Hangout and mail /cdn-cgi/l/email-protection” class=”__cf_email__” data-cfemail=”640905000c050a17171016240309050d084a070b09″>[email protected]. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed. Telegram @msarsstr.
The story will be narrated from Sandhya’s view.
I am Sandhya, basically from Madurai, happily married to Santosh for 3 years. I have an Engineering degree and am a homemaker. We have been trying for a kid for the past 6 months.
Santosh was a sweetheart. He loved me madly. I look very hot and pretty. From my teenage life, I noticed men’s craving eyes scanning my body. This doesn’t stop even when my husband is close by.
I never bothered about these hungry men of our society. Santosh satisfied me in all aspects, both physically and emotionally. He was working for a startup company and was earning hefty income.
All women have extraordinary analysis power. I noticed a change in the behavior of Santosh towards me for the past 2 months. He doesn’t show the same love and is not interested in sex. He is less active and was not fulfilling my hungry desires as well.
He goes to sleep early, reasoning that he is tired of the day’s work. Once I noticed him chatting with someone secretly with a blush on his face. A doubt crossed my head, but I ignored the doubt. I believed him to the core.
The doubt was still in my head. One night, I acted as slept. He took his phone and started chatting with someone till 12 in the night. I secretly squinted my eyes and saw kissing emojis sexual GIFs.
I felt devastated and did not want to confront him. I could not sleep all night. I woke up at around 3 in the morning. Santosh, once slept, did not know anything that happened around him. I grasped his phone and unlocked it with his finger. I opened his Whatsapp chat history.
Finding the chat with the name ‘Driver,’ my heart sank. The messages where he says, “My wife, I want to taste your body once more very soon.” I got water droplets formed in my eyes. Lots of hot pics were exchanged between these two. She looks much younger and hotter compared to me.
They were chatting about the wild day they had spent together. I guess she is one of his colleagues at work. The chat history before today was cleared. I felt angry, frustrated, and mad all at the same time. I started imagining all the bad things that could happen to our loving marriage.
I stopped myself from confronting him. I could not sleep from that day, and crazy thoughts clouded my head. We were not sexually active. To come out of this tension, after he left to office. I switched ON the laptop and fingered my craving pussy, reading crazy taboo sex stories.
I slept tired with my cum spilled over the bed. I was too upset and wanted to kill the girl he was dating. While strolling through the stories, a devil inside me hinted at taking revenge. I came across the Madhan and liked his narration. I messaged him to come to my apartment the next day at noon.
I fingered multiple orgasms without any food all day till evening. I changed the bed cover before Santosh was back. That night, I was so excited that I completely forgot Santosh and his infidelity. A sudden feeling of guilt was forgotten by the deed Santosh had done.
I bid bye to Santosh with a kiss on his cheek. I felt slutty. While waiting for Madhan, a jolt of excitement ran through my head. I was thrilled to meet him. I was craving about the things he would be doing with my body. He was 6’ tall and looked smarter than Santosh.
I ran through all the dresses before finalizing the dress to impress Madhan. I badly needed Madhan to drill his cock hard into me. I wanted to lick his dick madly. Many crazy sexual ideas were running in my head. I made a deal with Madhan: no strings attached, no emotional connection, and total anonymity.
I took a cold shower at 12. I checked the mirror nude. I have put some weight around the waist. My boobs and ass have become bigger. My face still looks slimmer. I took the dark pink sleeveless tank T-shirt, which will reveal my cleavage.
I wore the tank T-shirt without a bra. I checked the mirror. My pointy nipples were vaguely visible over the T-shirt. I wore matching denim shorts, which covered only half of my thighs. I spread pink lipstick on my lips. I wore a dangling earring that my husband gifted during my first marriage anniversary.
I had already cleaned my bushy hairs over the pussy before the bath. I wore gold bangles on my hands. I applied kajal around the eyes. My husband loves me with kajal. I applied my husband’s costliest foreign brought perfume on my underarms and just above the pussy.
I am ready by noon and eagerly waiting for Madhan. I told Madhan to sneak through the apartment security without sharing his details. Madhan messaged me upon reaching the apartment. My heart started pounding heavily. After hearing the doorbell, I started shivering, and my body was fluttering.
I opened the door. He briskly set his foot inside the house and latched the main door. He did not waste any time pushing me to the wall next to the door. He started kissing me, sucking my lips. I could not breathe. He sucked my pink lips breathless, and he tasted sweet.
His sudden act made my pussy precum which was pretty fast. He hungrily kissed me. He lifted me to the wall and kissed me all around the neck. I never experienced such arousal. He kissed all around my face. He stopped to look into my eyes.
He released me from the tight embrace and placed me down on my feet. I could see my lipstick marks on his cheeks, face, and lips. I have kissed him very wildly all over his face like a hungry bitch. I blushed, looking at his lusty eyes. I walked Madhan to the bedroom with his strong hands grasping my hands.
I saw the bed and thought, this is where my husband sleeps and fucks me. I am going to taste another man here. I sat on the corner of the bed. He, without any hesitation, pushed me on the bed adjusted my hips to the corner of the bed. He unhooked the shorts and rubbed his hands over the pussy.
His hands-on the pussy, I closed my eyes and enjoyed his play on my body. I am sensing a wild sensation in my body. The pointy tip of the tongue is moved very slowly from the base of my pussy to the clitoris. I took a deep breath and left a sigh. He spread my legs further apart and dug his face between my thighs.
His strong hands were holding my thighs and his tongue was licking my wet pussy slowly and then teasing with his pointy tongue. In the same bed that my husband has banged, a stranger is sucking my pussy. I have opened my legs. I started moaning louder like a bitch holding the bed cover tightly.
Madhan locked his lips with my pussy lips and inserted his tongue inside. My husband had never done this. He did not like to lick my pussy. This is a heavenly feel. I held his head by the hair and pushed him into my pussy with no words spoken. He licked my pussy very long. He then stood up.
He pulled down his pants, a huge cock jumped out of his underwear. I, hungrily like a bitch woke up and grabbed those with both of my hands. I started giving blowjob to Madhan. I kissed his dick balls and teased his gigantic cock with the tip of my tongue.
A sense of guilt crossed my heart, but a gigantic dick stared right in front of me. Like a slut, I took his long rod into my mouth till his cock touched the end of my mouth. I held his cock in my mouth, oozed the saliva, and my hands massaged his balls.
I could taste a tinge of his precum. I pulled out the cock and licked from the base of the dick to the head with my tongue. I am sucking the cock of a stranger gagging mouth in my husband’s place. He held my head, and his mouth fucked me.
Oh, what a bitch. I am enjoying the dirty sex. He pulled out his cock before cumming. I grabbed his cock and stroked it with my hand. A shot of cum fired like a missile from his wild cock over my neck and top. He gave a relaxed breath. I brought water for him to drink.
After drinking water, he started a small gap of a few minutes again. He pushed me on the bed pulled my hip to the corner of the bed. He positioned his hard cock. He rubbed my clitoris with his thumb hard and pushed his cock hard. I gasped for air. His thick cock is deep inside me.
Heavens, it has been years since my pussy has seen such a huge cock. With his cock deep inside my pussy, his strong hands tried to tear the top. I removed the top for Madhan. His big hands grabbed my huge boobs and pressed harder. I could feel the pain and pleasure at the same time.
I could see red marks his hands were leaving. He started stroking, moving his cock at a lower speed rhythmically. He then pinched my nipples and started to push his dick harder. I remembered my husband’s cock in the slutty colleague’s pussy.
I felt angry, told, “Bang me harder and harder like a bitch.” He started pounding faster and harder, thrusting the pussy with such a huge force that the cot was making a creaking sound. After some wild strokes, he stopped and took a deep breath.
His hands reached my ass hole and inserted his middle finger. His thumb was pressing on my clitoris. His other hand was pushing into the tight hole of my ass. He swapped me into doggy style and rubbed my pussy with his saliva-drenched hands. He spanked my shaky ass hard, which was painful.
He then positioned his cock on my pussy. I wanted more spanks. I told him to spank me harder. He hit me harder. I moved from the doggy position before he pushed his cock into me. I pushed him on the cold granite floor. I climbed on top of him.
His cock is still hard covered with my juices. I held his cock, positioned on the craving pussy. His cock went deeper into me. I could see myself in the mirror of the almirah. I am riding with a stranger’s cock inside me. I closed my eyes and moved my ass, feeling the cock touching all around the inside of the pussy.
I moved my hips faster. I am riding him harder now. He is also pushing his cock from below. His hands are squeezing my boobs, chest and underarms. I could feel the reach of my climax. I moved over Madhan with a wild shuttle. I came with my cum traveling through his cock to the tiles floor. We both are sweating.
He took some more rest, and his cock came to a rest. After some time, he climbed onto me again. He started kissing all over the back. He swapped me around and kissed and sucked my fleshy ass. He then licked my ass hole, which was a kind of a new sensation I had never experienced so far.
His cock turned again to a huge rod. He pushed me in the doggie position. He pushed his cock into my pussy with a huge thrust. With every push, my sagging boobs are shaking. He reached my boobs and pressed with his thrust on my pussy.
He held the sides of my ass and dug his cock hard into the pussy. Heavens, my pussy never was busy in such a continued manner, but it endured. I told him to wait and grabbed my phone. I called my husband and put it on the speaker. I told him to hit my pussy harder with his cock balls hitting my ass.
He did not answer the call. I called again and again. He answered the third time. “Hello,” I said ‘hello,’ and Madhan is banging my pussy with his cock balls, hitting my ass hugely. “Pshki.”
I spoke to him and he kind of keenly listened to the background sound. Madhan continued to bang me harder now. Husband asked what the sound was. Madhan suddenly stopped. I signaled him to continue. He banged me hard and hard.
He held my ass and was about to cum. I turned around, and he shot his cum all over my body with huge breaths. Husband on the call asking, “What is going on? Answer.” I told him, “What sound? Maybe some cross-connection.”
I felt relaxed from the cheating. I took revenge on style=”color: #3366ff;” href=”/couple/married-guy-and-divorced-assistant/”>my cheating husband. The refreshing sex relaxed me.
Thank you, all the ISS readers.
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