Apologies for the long story, but when you express real feelings, it takes more words automatically. Do read on till the end, I hope you all like it.
Hi everyone, my name is Aryaman. I am 30 years old, from Delhi but staying in Bangalore. I am decent looking and best in bed.
This is a real incident that happened in my life 4 years ago. I was 26 at that time and had recently broken up with my girlfriend. I was looking to meet up with new people and hence was constantly on Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, TM, etc.
So, coming back to the story, my best friend was getting married and I had to travel to Allahabad. After landing in Allahabad, I ran a few swipes on these apps and was waiting for a match (it is very difficult to find a decent match these days owing to the fakes online) and in the meanwhile, I started getting ready for my friend’s marriage.
Suddenly, I heard a “Ting” and that was Tinder telling me I had a new match with Pari (name changed). I started chatting with her and after a few messages, we decided to meet up. I told her I was in town only for a few days and would like to meet up the same day if she was free. To my surprise, she was more than happy to meet up as she was bored and had nothing better to do after work.
We decided to meet at a CCD near my hotel and she agreed to say it was near her place too.
My friend’s wedding was at 8 pm and it was only 5.30 pm, so I decided why not, let’s not waste time and meet her before going to the wedding.
So we decided to meet at around 6.30 pm and I headed to the CCD. I found a corner seat, sat down, and waited for her to come. After a good 20 minutes or so, I see a slightly plump (with fat at the right places, 40DD as I came to know later) lady walking up to me. What surprised me was that she was having sindoor on her forehead and a mangalsutra dangling right in the middle of her juicy melons.
She introduced herself as ‘Pari’ and I confirmed that she was the same girl I was here to meet. The conversation that followed is below
Aryaman: Arrey, why didn’t you tell me you are married?
Pari: Would you be here had I told you?
Aryaman: Sure, why not? I was looking to make new friends, don’t always have a relationship with people I meet.
Pari: Oh, is that so? Why are you also married?
Pari: No, I am not and I am not the type who sleeps with everyone they meet. I make friends too, if things go well only, do I get physical. Ok, tell me the truth about yourself now, why are you on tinder?
Pari: Hmm, my real name is Parinita (name changed). I am married and a little older than I have mentioned on Tinder (she had written 24, she was 28 as I came to know later) and I also have a kid. The kid is not mine, he is from my husband’s first marriage and he married me as he thought the kid would need a mother growing up. I am bored at home, so I teach at school but the teachers at my school judge me for everything I do. Hence, I came to Tinder to make friends and meet people just like you.
Aryaman: Oh is it? Do you not plan to have kids of your own?
Pari: My husband doesn’t want more, he is like there is already one monkey in the house and the expense of education, etc is also high, so one is enough.
Aryaman: That’s bad, he should have some consideration for you too, plus you are still young and who would say no to you?
Pari: Arrey, he doesn’t do anything, he is just busy with work and wants to do better at his work. He doesn’t care for the family, I only have to take care of the kid and everything at home. I even work at a school to teach kids, which gives me free education for his kid.
Aryaman: That’s very unfair on you!
Pari: Anyways, let’s leave this discussion and talk about something else.
This discussion went on to discuss her family, her childhood, her dreams and aspirations and it was already time for me to take my leave to attend my friend’s wedding.
Aryaman: It’s nearly 7.30 and I have to go to the wedding, would you like to join me?
Pari: I can’t come with you, if someone I know sees us, it will be a huge problem.
Aryaman: Ok, so when do we meet next? Tomorrow?
Pari: When do you get done today?
Aryaman: 11.30 or so.
Pari: Ok, let’s meet at 6 am tomorrow, I will come out saying I am going for a walk.
Aryaman: Ok, where would you like to meet?
Pari: I think the safest place would be your hotel. A lot of people in this area know me, so I will come early and get in to avoid people from seeing me.
Aryaman: Oh ok, you can come to room no. 202 of The Legend Hotel.
Pari: Cool, let’s walk and have some momos.
Aryaman: Ok, let’s go.
We had momos and I headed to my friend’s wedding. After the wedding, I came back to the hotel thinking about what we will do in the morning as it was totally weird timing for anything, that was when I got a ping from her on Tinder telling me to buy some protection in case we hit it off.
I was secretly happy at this as it was giving me a chance to have a one-night stand with a married lady who was well endowed at the right places (one of those fetishes that turns me on a lot). In the excitement, I really didn’t sleep much and waited for her to come over.
At around 6 am, the bell to my room rang and there she was, dressed in a body-hugging running suit and ready for a walk as she had told everyone. She was looking super hot, her huge boobs were staring right at me from under her top and her ass gave perfect shape to her lowers.
I kept staring at her boobs when she asked me to look at her face and if she could come in?
I was shaken out of my trance and hurried to invite her into the room. She came and sat on the sofa. I went and sat beside her. We started talking from where we left it, about the city, her time here, her school, etc. Then she continued about her love story, her boyfriend, and how she was forced to break up under family pressure and married to a divorcee with a kid. How everyone around her just cared that her husband was going to give her family money to marry her and not her happiness.
She then went on to tell me that she hadn’t had sex in a year and she yearns to be satisfied by a good fuck too like everyone around her but her husband wasn’t interested in it at all and she couldn’t trust anyone till date as she never thought this secret would be safe.
The first time in her hunt for around 2 years that she had been married, she finally found someone who didn’t talk to her about sex and wanted to know more about her and cared more for the way she felt rather than just have sex. That was why she felt that this man can be trusted (this trust as I was told by her later was very important for a married woman, as she has her and her family’s reputation at stake).
At this point, I had no idea what she was thinking. Then she asked me the question that brought a smile to my face. She said, “As you said you would want to be friends, would you like to be friends with benefits?”
I didn’t have to speak a word, my smile had already told her that I had agreed. But I still said, “Yes, I thought you would not be comfortable so I didn’t ask. I always had a fetish of fucking a married woman while she is wearing a mangalsutra.”
She just laughed at it and asked me what I was waiting for now.
I didn’t need any more hints or tricks and I leaned forward to give her a deep kiss. I would be saying less if I say this kiss lasted for 5 minutes, we just kept going as if there was no tomorrow.
My hands during the kiss were moving freely around her mounds, pressing her boobs to make her moan or pressing her ass as if they were squeezies. Her hands, from the time we started the kiss, had unbuttoned my night pants and were already in my underwear playing with my long and thick dick.
When we stopped, we were both out of breath, panting and super horny to get to bed. I just fell in love with her heaving breasts. It didn’t take me long to take her body hugging the top over her head and threw it off. I was in for another surprise, she had come prepared for this.
She was wearing a lacy red bra and I wanted to see what was below it. And that was again a surprise. When I pulled down her pants, I realized she had come without any panties. She had very little hair on the pussy giving it a perfect look, so much so that it seemed she had trimmed it off for today.
I threw off my night shirt while she threw off her bra. I was totally mesmerized by the sight. Her 40DD were not saggy, but round and firm. They looked more beautiful with the mangalsutra right in the middle at the cleavage and her nipples round and big.
I came to her and took her nipples in my mouth and started sucking at them. It gave off some milk and I again stared at her, she realized what had happened and told me she had an abortion 2 years back and since then she had lactating boobs. Her husband’s son was 2 years old when she had the abortion and she had been feeding him till a few months back.
I didn’t care, I was happy I was getting the purest form of nutrition. So I just continued and sucked her dry. By this time, my hands were already at her pussy and I was finger fucking her. She was also stroking my dick at a good pace giving me a feel-good feeling.
I stopped her at this point and asked her to get the dick ready, she understood my signal and said her pussy also needed readying. I was actually dying for it, I asked her to get into 69. What an amazing feeling I had, her mouth sucking on my dick while my tongue was exploring the depths of her pussy, I pushed my tongue deeper and deeper while my fingers explored the walls, this lasted for a good 20 minutes and she had already cum thrice in this time. She just lay there weakly after her second orgasm when I decided it was time to take it forward.
I gave her the condom with a wink. She was horny to the next level as she had just been masturbating for nearly a year and wanted sex so much more. She quickly tore off the packet and put on the condom on my dick. I still didn’t go to her pussy.
I decided to tease her and have her beg me for it. I told her, “I will only fuck you if you tell me to” and this I don’t know how made her feel very shy (considering she was already naked in front of a man she had just met) and she was refusing to say this. But I wasn’t less either. I continued playing with her pussy and teasing her more. She finally wasn’t able to take it anymore and asked me to tear her pussy.
The way she said it woke up the tiger in me. I started kissing her madly while covering her full mouth, and put my dick on her pussy. I kept teasing her more until she begged me to put it in. Then while still kissing her, I just pushed my whole dick into her in one go.
She screamed loud and bit my lips in pain. This proved she hadn’t had sex in a year or even if she had, her husband’s dick was very small. She was crying with pain when my dick went in. She said, “You bastard, don’t stop! I am loving it, tear my pussy out.”
I didn’t need more encouragement and just continued giving her deep pushes into her pussy, while my hands were playing with her boobs. After some time, I asked her to change her position and move to doggy. Se changed without hesitation and bent at an angle.
I had never seen anyone that flexible in my life. Doggy isn’t an easy position for everyone but her ass just bent into perfect shape and my dick just had to move forward and get in.
I held her waist and pushed my way forward. I continued reaching her depths as deep as I could, pushing and pulling fully out while pushing again. She kept moaning in the sweet pain of sex that she had missed for so many years.
I then asked her to change position again. She had already cummed once more and was surprised I was able to hold for this long. I told her to not worry about me and enjoy.
We just kept going in missionary again until I felt the urge rising in me. I didn’t take it out and kept going at a faster pace. She suddenly jerked and we both came at the same time.
I rolled to the side and lay there while still staring at this beautiful woman and feeling how lucky I was to have been able to enter her pussy with a mangalsutra hanging around her neck.
We both lay there for some time to catch out breath and then headed to the washroom to take a bath. We continued with another round of sex after the bath and then she said she had to go home. I had sex with her on all the days I was there.
On the last day, she was sad but said it was good knowing me, but she wouldn’t be able to keep in touch as she didn’t want to ruin her marriage and sex was only for her carnal needs. I understood it as a signal that we may not be able to meet again and that I should not try to connect with her. We both went our ways and she unfollowed me on Tinder.
I had one of my best sex sessions with her and have good memories of that time.
I prefer older (experienced) women, so any other ladies who would like to have discreet touch or friendship can write to me at .
I don’t believe in disclosing the personal details of anyone so please don’t ask for real names.
PS: I am good at massages too.
Please do give your wonderful feedback, looking forward to hearing from some of you soon. I have been an ISS reader for a very long time and finally decided to write about my life experiences, so this is the first of many more.
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