Hi friends, I am Sanjay here. I am going to tell you about my sex experience with my colleague, a dusky Queen. I am 30 years old with a height of 5.4 feet. I have a normal physique with attractive looks.
The name of my dusky queen is Divya. She is aged 26, has a height is 5.7 feet (she is taller than me by 3 inches). Her body stats are 36-32-36. She has the right amount of flesh wherever it is required. She is dusky in color and looks like the Tamil actress Aishwarya Rajesh.
Coming to the experience, I was working in one of the reputed companies in Bangalore. She was also working with me and is a colleague. I was not interested in her initially as she was not looking that good, and she usually wore salwar-kameez. In that dress, I didn’t realize her sexy beauty. But, we were close enough to share the things between us.
Once during the Dushera festival, my colleague came wearing a transparent, rich golden-bordered red saree with a matching blouse. In that saree, she was looking very hot and sexy! For the first time, I saw her sexy beauty in a saree.
My eyes widened after seeing my colleague’s beauty. I never thought she will look so beautiful. After that time, I started to observe her more closely. In the saree, her golden assets attracted me even more.
Divya sat beside me with a smile. In our office, we celebrate Dushera before the festival and play games on the campus. We both gave our names to participate in the rangoli competition and clay modeling competition.
I was secretly staring at my colleague’s boobs from the side. It was an awesome feeling to enjoy her real beauty without getting caught. While participating in the rangoli competition, I enjoyed the view of her boobs above the blouse from very close range.
My colleague’s boobs were fully packed inside the blouse. Maybe due to the silk saree that she wearing, she was sweating profusely. Her waist was looking awesome with the sweat droplets. I was very lucky on that day to enjoy the beauty from so close.
After that, we started to prepare our clay models. Divya was an expert in that, so I was just helping her by giving her whatever material she needed. While doing this, she was sweating even more, so she called me to wipe the sweat on her face as her hands were muddy! I was happy to touch her skin for the first time.
I wiped her face slowly by touching them with my fingers. She felt my fingers touch her face and smiled. After a few moments, I asked whether I should wipe the sweat from her waist. She became shy and didn’t say anything. So, I took this as a green signal and wiped the sweat from her waist, slowly and seductively.
Touching a girl’s waist when surrounded by people was giving me an awesome feeling. I spent more time wiping on my colleague’s waist than while wiping the sweat off her face! She became aware that I was enjoying her beauty by touching her waist. She smiled and ignored what I was doing. I was slowly getting a boner in my pant.
Finally, it was time to announce the prizes for the competition. We got the first prize for the clay model (actually she did all the work, I was just the helper!) But we got nothing for our rangoli effort. I hugged her to celebrate the moment. I felt my sexy dusky colleague’s boobs while hugging.
As Divya was taller than me, my face was near her neck and she felt my hot breath on her skin. I hugged her a little more than usual. I slowly left her as we may get noticed and caught by others around us. After all, we were colleagues at work. She didn’t react to my response.
After that day, I was closer to her than usual. I forget to tell you all one more thing. She and I were from Mysore. She was from a village near Mysore. So we were close by that also.
I asked her if I can drop her at her native place, as she was planning to go to her native village for the festival. She readily accepted my offer. I took my bike and we started our journey to Mysore in the evening at 6 pm.
I told my colleague that she was looking sexy in the saree and that I had never observed her beauty before. She said, “Thanks,” for my appreciation.
She confidentially mentioned that she had never heard that compliment about her beauty in her lifetime (as she was dusky). So she was excited about my comments.
While riding the bike, I suddenly applied the brakes due to a dog, which was crossing the road. She fell on me, her huge boobs crushed on my back! I was so happy inside and praised the dog in my mind for giving me that opportunity. I said, “Sorry,” to her but she was ok with what had happened as she had seen the dog cross in front of the bike.
We reached Mysore in the night by 10.30 pm due to the Dushera traffic. Her native place was 30 km away from the city. So I told her to stay at my home and I will drop her in the morning as it was dark.
She was a bit hesitant to stay with me but then agreed with my decision as she was without any option. There was no bus available at that time to go to her place.
So we moved to my home. She was welcomed by my family. We ate food and I showed her the guest room to sleep. I went to my room (both were adjacent rooms on the first floor).
I started to browse www.indiansexstories2.net to finally release my sexual tension which had been built from the morning. By that time, she texted me “thanks.” I asked her why she was thanking me. Our conversation went like this –
Divya: Thanks, Sanju.
Sanju: Why are you thanking me?
Divya: Your family is nice and they treated me well.
Sanju: It’s our pleasure to treat our guests.
Divya: Ok, what are you doing now?
Sanju (just to tease her): I am thinking of your beauty.
Divya: I am feeling shy, Sanju. You are lying. I am not that beautiful.
Sanju: Seriously, you were looking sexy in the saree, and I didn’t realize that beauty in the past. Sorry for that. (I started to flirt with my colleague).
Divya: Can I come to your room?
Sanju: Ok, please. You are always welcome to my room.
Divya came to my room which was beside the guest room. She had changed to shorts and a tee which she usually wore in her room. I was in my vest and shorts.
As she entered my room, I was stunned by her hot beauty. I never imagined that my colleague will look so hot. Her naked thighs below the shorts and her boobs inside the tee are welcoming me. In the morning I was shocked on seeing her beauty in the saree and now she looked so hot and sexy in shorts and tees! My jaws opened wide.
Divya came to my bed and say near me. And she asked, “What are you doing? Am I really beautiful?” She was asking me that continuously as she had never got praise for her beauty.
I said, “Really Divya, you are looking sexy.” She felt shy hearing my comments. I gathered some courage and put my hand on her thighs. She looked into my eyes but didn’t say anything. I slowly started to rub her thighs. She closed her eyes as she started to feel my hands on her thighs.
I got the courage and moved further to rub both her thighs by sitting close to her. And then I moved further to kiss my colleague’s lips, to take advantage of the situation. She opened her eyes and stopped me.
“Sanju, I am sorry. What we are doing now is wrong,” she said. I could see the lust in her eyes but her mind is not supporting her. I told her, “There is nothing wrong Divya, just enjoy the moment.”
I went close to kiss my colleague’s lips but she pushed me away and got up! “Sanju please, don’t do this.” I was disappointed by her action and her sad face. She left my room without saying anything. I cursed my luck and slept on the bed.
What happened next, I will explain in my next episode. I shall narrate to you, how I fucked the dusky queen in my office at her own house and in her own bed!
Till then, you can send me your comments and feedback to my email.
See you all soon.
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