Hi all, I’m Shaunak again. I’m from Bangalore, 30 yrs old. My previous 2 stories were about some wild sexual encounters with a common friend and an internet date. This one is about getting my fill of sex through the internet, but the pleasure was even more, considering that the woman I was making love to was someone else’s wife and that too with his consent. Hail the swinger websites! I was very nervous about this. Being a complete novice to the contact scene this would be my first meeting and I was filled with both apprehension and excitement at what may be to come.
On reading the couple’s posting on a swinger’s site, they sounded just right, but it was the innocent photo of hers in her salwar which really clinched it. Suman looked so hot I just had to write. I sent my email and photo off describing one of my favorite fantasies as they had requested, not really expecting an answer back. So you can imagine my surprise when their reply landed. Opening the email I was still trying not to get my hopes up too high in case they turned out not to be interested.
But to my delight they were. The email described her fantasy of meeting a well built, muscular stranger and indulging in an afternoon of passionate, uninhibited, lustful sex. Her husband had given her the approval to do so and just wanted to know the intimate details from her when she returned, and if it worked out possibly to watch and even join in some time in the future.
We kept in touch over the email and arranged to meet at my hotel in Delhi a couple of weeks later, when I had to travel for work. So here I was now, sitting in the bar of my hotel waiting with bated breath for her to arrive. I was just starting on my second vodka when Suman arrived. Instantly recognizable from her photo Suman looked even better in the flesh. She had a great figure, complimented by her black knee salwar kameez. She must have recognized me from my photo too as she gave me a nervous smile and made straight towards me at my table. Over drinks it soon became apparent that we were both more than pleased with our choice as we laughed and touched each other over the table. Eventually I was so turned on I could hold back no longer and asked if she would like to join me upstairs. “I thought you’d never ask” Suman replied.
We left the bar and made our way upstairs in the lift. As soon as the doors of the lift closed we began kissing, unable to wait until we reached our room. Running our hands all over each other we heard the lift bell chime and broke off just in time as the doors opened and an elderly couple got in. We stood behind them grinning at each other like a couple of school kids and I playfully began to pinch her bottom whilst appearing to be just waiting for the lift to reach our floor. Finally the doors opened and we got out and headed for our room.
Once inside we began kissing passionately again and frantically tugging at each others clothes in an effort to get them off as quickly as possible. There was no gentleness here, this was just pure lust. Breathing heavily Suman undid my shirt pulled it back over my shoulders and quickly undid my belt. Pulling off her salwar and casting it aside I undid the rest of her clothes and threw them in the direction of my jacket also. Unzipping my fly Suman slipped a hand inside my trousers and rubbed my quickly growing member, letting out a little appreciative mmm… Running my hands up her legs, I started to fondle her from behind.
God the sexy bitch had stockings on as well. Undoing the catch and unzipping her, it fell to her feet and Suman stepped from it. Suman stood in front of me now just in white lace bra, and suspenders with black stockings. Suman really did look even better than the photos. “Wow, you look fantastic” I told her. I could tell from the smile on her face that Suman liked what she saw as well. Suman stepped back to me, knelt down and pulled down my trousers. Then Suman ran her hands back up my legs and pulled down my shorts too. I leaned back on the desk in the room as Suman wrapped her hands around my now thick, solid organ and began tossing me off expertly. Then bending her head Suman licked its shaft and flicked her tongue over its tip before taking me into her mouth and sucking me until it felt like my insides were turning out. She could tell from my groans how much I was enjoying this and I would have been quite happy to let her finish me off, but that would be a little selfish wouldn’t it.
I pulled back and Suman stopped and stood up to face me again. I turned her round so Suman stood beside the desk now, “Bend over, it’s your turn”. Suman leant over placing her hands on the desk, I stood behind her and ran my hands up the inside of her thighs and began to rub her through the silky white panties whilst kissing the nape of her neck. Suman moaned lightly with pleasure as I felt the dampness begin to seep through. I slipped her panties down and off and continued to rub her off from behind again. Suman was sopping by now. I stopped rubbing and bent over to whisper in her ear, “I’m going to have you now”. “Yes please” Suman gasped out. I knelt on the floor and put my face under he bent, outstretched legs, lodging my face between under he pussy and my nose in her ass crack. It was amazing, the way she smelt and bent with her spread legs. Suman leaned over a little further and I could lap at Suman’s mound while my nose was rubbing her asshole. Suman was extremely wet and soon she cried out with her first orgasm.
Soon I wanted a change; “Get on the bed” Suman did so. Kneeling before me on the bed and Suman was a sight to behold. Gripping her hips I entered her, in doggy fashion, doing so in one long steady thrust. Suman cried out half through pain half through ecstasy as I buried myself up to the hilt in her wonderful folds. “Oh God, yes” Suman moaned as I continued to thrust into her. Bending over her I began to rub her nipples through the lace bra Suman still wore, breathing heavily in her ear. Suman reached round, unclasped it and threw it to one side as I bucked harder and harder still into her. I pulled out again and turned her over onto her back and lifting her legs over my shoulders
I pressed into her once more, rubbing her thighs through the silky stockings with one hand and her clit with the thumb of my other as I pounded away. Our tempo increased, as did our gasps and moans and finally feeling the surge emanating from deep inside me I speeded up even more and came inside her with short sharp thrusts which took her breath away with each sharp stroke. Our initial lust satisfied we lay there awhile enjoying the afterglow. “I’m certainly going to have plenty to tell my husband”, “You’ll have more than plenty, this is only just the beginning” I replied. “Well I can’t wait to find out what’s next.”
We lay a while longer and then arose for a shower. We stepped inside and kissed passionately as the water cascaded down over us and continued to do so for a few minutes, enjoying the different sensations. Then standing behind her I lathered her back, massaging it at the same time. I ran my hands round her front and cupped and soaped her breasts and then ran one hand down her front and rubbed her again whilst Suman ground her hips against me. I could feel myself getting hard again, Suman reached round and grabbed it and began to pull me off slowly as I continued to finger her under the spray of the water. We stepped out of the shower and dried each other intimately with the big, soft complimentary hotel towels and made our way back to the bed.
Suman rolled her stockings on once more and clipped them back to her suspender belt, “I just love the feel of them when I’m making love” Suman said. “You’re not the only one.” Suman lay down next to me again and we stroked each others bodies. Her touch was electric. I massaged her feet through her stockings and Suman relaxed into a state of blissfulness. I continued to run my hands up her legs and she opened them slightly so they could explore further. My fingers traced their way over the smooth bare flesh at the top of her thighs and slipped into her soft, wet, warmth.
Suman sighed lovingly as they did so. As they probed their way inside I licked at the lips of her sex with my tongue and Suman pulled me closer to her as I rolled it around her clit. Intent on making her come like this I continued but Suman pulled my head away. “Please, I need to feel you inside me.” Suman turned me onto my back and sat astride me. “This time lover, i’ll do the work” Suman said. Suman took my resumed hardness in her hand and slid slowly down onto it, her face contorting into a mask of pleasure as she did so. Suman rode me slowly at first grinding her hips into mine as she darted her tongue into my mouth. Laying back in this paradise I was quite happy to let her continue. Sitting upright again she began to bounce up and down harder.
I met each of her downward movements with an upward thrust and we both gasped out each time our hips bucked into each other. Suman fondled her own breasts as I gripped her hips and pulled her down onto me harder still. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop” Suman gasped out between cries. I carried on bucking wildly into her until Suman cried out and collapsed onto me. Slowing down my strokes she lay there motionless across my chest, breathing heavily. I was still hard inside her and some way from my own climax. “You are fabulous” Suman whispered as she began to recover. “Thanks, but what am I going to do with this” I said pointing down. “Don’t worry; I’m not finished with you yet.” Thank heavens for that I thought.
Suman rolled off me and began to suck me off once more, gently tickling my balls with her fingernails. I lay there groaning as Suman sucked and wanked me at the same time, regulating her speed with my hand on her head. I could feel myself beginning to near my own climax now and Suman must have sensed this as well. Sucking harder she bobbed her head faster as I forced more and more of myself into her mouth with each stroke. I could feel her licking the tip as she sucked me and couldn’t control it any longer. I spurted deep into her mouth as Suman swallowed whatever she could and let the rest run from the sides of her mouth and down her chin. I’d never felt anything like it before. We spent the rest of the night in the bed continually making love as soon as we had both recovered. At one point Suman even phoned her husband and left the phone off the hook so he could hear what Suman was doing at the other end of the line. She left the next morning and arranged to meet again next month. I couldn’t wait to find out what Suman had in store. It was going to be a “long, hard” wait.
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