Hi, guys. My name is Sanjana and I am 28 years old. I have a 34D-24-36 body and I live in South India. I used to work out and keep my body in shape. My marriage was at the age of 24. He was 28.
My husband was working in a company when I married him. I was working as a school teacher. We didn’t have much fun together as it was an arranged marriage. He told me that he wanted only one child. He made me pregnant with a baby boy.
One day, he lost his current job. We had rough times and my salary was not enough to support the family. So my husband found a job abroad by the recommendation of his friend. He decided to go for it. He had a three-year contract with the company and he could not come home before the contract period.
I and my baby boy were alone in that house as my husband’s dad passed away the previous year and his mom had passed away in his teenage. It was a hard time for me. But the job I had was helping me forget everything.
At school, I got a friend. His name was Hari and he was a science teacher. He was 33 years old and handsome. His wife had died on her delivery. He has a 5-year-old boy and also has faced hard times raising a boy without his mom.
We talked to each other during intervals and became best friends. We used to work together on functions conducted at the school.
One afternoon, after lunch, we were together talking about something. He got into the topic about my husband.
Hari: When will your husband be back?
Me: It has been one and a half years since he left. So he has one and a half left.
Hari: Oh! Now I know why you have only one kid.
Me: No.. No, it was my husband’s idea. He doesn’t like many kids.
Hari: So you like to have many kids?
I was a little shy by his words and just smiled at him.
Hari: Well then why don’t you ask him?
Me: I don’t know.
Hari: Why? Ask him. He would agree to have one more.
I felt secure talking to him. Hari was very open-minded.
Me: I don’t know about that. He doesn’t spend time with me much. Since we had an arranged marriage, things were a little different.
Hari: Oh! So only once you had sex with him?
Me: Wow! I knew you were open-minded. But I didn’t think that you would ask me this.
Hari: Why not? You are my best friend.
I felt more secure by his words. So after a deep breath, I said, “Yeah, I only had sex with him once.”
Hari kept his hand above my hands and said that he also wanted many kids but his wife died in her first delivery.
I liked when he touched my hand. I had missed the touch of a man for many years now. He suddenly changed the topic and asked me to go with him to the library. He said he would show me some books that will help when I am bored. I had told him that I like to read. I didn’t have class for the next few hours. So I went with him to the library.
The school had a big library and as it was an old building, there wasn’t much light inside. All the students went to their classrooms as the bell rang.
We got into the library and he took me to the section of novels which was in a corner and away from the librarian. He took a big book and gave it to me. I opened the book and was reading about it. He continued to look for some books. I liked the book he gave. It was a love story.
As I was going through the book, he suddenly came from my back and placed his hands on both of my shoulders. I suddenly turned and asked whispering, “What are you doing?”. He apologized and started to say about his feelings about me. Actually, I had the same feeling about him. I turned and continued to read the book.
He again placed his both hands on my shoulders and came closer to me. I was wearing a red saree. He moved my hair to the right shoulder and slowly kissed my neck. I whispered without any movements, “Sir, stop this. What if somebody comes here?”.
He whispered, “Relax Sanju, nobody will come”. He placed his hands on my navel and hugged me. I closed my eyes. I started to feel his hands moving up from my navel to my red blouse.
He grabbed my boobs from above the blouse and started to squeeze it. A few drops of breastmilk came out into my bra. I could feel the wetness. He removed the safety pin that was hooked on saree on my blouse at the shoulder and removed the saree from my chest.
I was feeling shy. I kept my eyes closed. He kissed my neck again and started to remove my saree. His every action made me turned on.
The saree dropped to the floor. Now I was standing in just a blouse and petticoat in the school library! He opened the hook of the blouse and removed the blouse. Then he removed the hook of the bra and while removing it, he kissed my neck and then kissed my shoulder. He dropped the bra on the floor and grabbed my boobs.
Small drops of milk were over my nipples. He squeezed again and a few more drops came out. He turned me to face him. I stood there with my head facing down and my eyes were still closed.
He made my chin up and I opened my eyes. I was face to face with him now and he placed both of his hands on my neck just below the chin and pulled me towards his lips. I closed my eyes and he kissed me. He started to french kiss me. With his tongue and lips, he was doing magic on my mouth.
He kissed me for a few minutes. Then he broke the kiss. When I slowly opened my eyes, he was looking at me. He smiled and bent down to my boobs. He sucked my nipples and drank my milk. When he sucked my milk, it gave me intense pleasure. He sucked milk from both of my boobs.
Hari: Your milk tastes good.
Hari continued to suck my boobs. And after that, he slowly untied my petticoat and the petticoat dropped to the floor. He slid my pantie down and looked at my naked body. Then whispered to me, “You have an amazing body.”
Hari removed his belt and lowered his pants and removed it. Now he was half-naked in front of me and he hugged me and kissed me.
Then he gently rubbed his manhood at my opening. He rubbed it on my wet clits. It felt wonderful. Without a warning, he pushed it into my vagina. It was very thick and it pained when he entered me. I let out a small moan. He closed my mouth and stood there. Then he slowly started to move back and forth. He gave me the most beautiful sexual experience of my life. He continued to fuck me in the library.
Then he turned me around and made me bend. He pushed it again into my vagina and started to fuck me from behind. His every push made me feel like in heaven and I got to the peak of pleasure. It was extreme and I had a wonderful orgasm. I vibrated for more than ten seconds!
He stopped for sometime and started to fuck me again. He continued and suddenly, he cummed inside my vagina. With two or three deep pushes, he emptied his whole cum deep inside my vagina.
Then he dressed himself but it took some time for me to get dressed as I was wearing a saree. I was afraid that if I get pregnant, it will be wrong. I asked him why he did that. He kissed me and said, “I want you to give birth to my baby”. I stood there frozen by hearing this and asked, “What?”
He said, “Let’s take a long leave. Come with me with your baby. We can have another baby before your husband comes home. When he calls you, tell him that you are at home. And after your delivery, we can come back home”. That was the stupidest thing I have ever heard.
But I agreed with him as I liked him and I liked to be with him. So we both took a long leave and went to a place far away. I will tell you more in my next story.
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