Hello all. My name is Raju, and I am a big fan of indian sex stories dot net for the past 7 years. After a long time of ruminating, I decided to publish my experiences as stories here. They are 100% real, with only names changed, to protect the privacy of my beautiful women. You can reach me at for any of Wonderful massage, soulful conversations, intimate experiences, and memorable encounters.<\/p>\n
I believe that love, romance, sex, and intimacy are all strongly interconnected. I don’t believe in lust without love, and the contrary either. The physical, emotional and beautiful connection between a man and woman comes with mutual respect, love, and care, which I look to provide to someone special from here.<\/p>\n
I am 6 2′, and a health-conscious guy. Several years of working out in the gym have given me good muscles, which give me sufficient stamina and strength to be able to please my woman. I am in my early 40’s, but I look much younger due to my fitness, dark hair and skin tone. I am highly educated from the premier Indian Institute and have spent 5+ years in the US with higher studies & experience.
\nI have been lucky to get the love of some lovely women, and they have told me that I am a unique man due to my gentle love, care, and tenderness. I will narrate with an experience I had with my old heartthrob, who became my colleague later and then my dear paramour. It is a long romantic story, so please bear the length.
\nLet’s call her R. She is a year younger to me, 5′ 5″ and a great figure for her age – 36-28-36. Fair and beautiful, with luscious lips and an awesome smile. She is a Delhi Punjabi, who married a dork from Bengal, and I know them both from my study days. I came to know 4 years ago that their pairing happened when she was quite down with a breakup and just then he had proposed her. I had liked her from the day I saw her, but since I was seeing someone, I suppressed my feelings for her. R became a very good friend to both of us and knew me as a hard-working senior.<\/p>\n
Destiny united us both 6 years ago when we bumped into each other in the city where I work – north of Vindyas. She was the mother of a 2-y.o. then, and she joined my organization independently. We became good friends in a few months’ time. I had just married the previous month of her joining, and within a year, we became close friends, close enough to exchange messages day and night. I could see her getting attracted to me, and it was mutual. I told her my feelings a few months later, but she insisted that it won’t work and we should be just friends.<\/p>\n
A year later, she too confessed her love to me openly and boy, I was the happiest man on earth. To cut the story short, I started with e-kisses, e-hugs, and slowly soft e-sex. We had business travels together to different parts of India, and during one such night, we watched the movie “Lunchbox’ sitting side by side on a JW Marriott room bed. She was wearing a simple tee and gray pajamas. After the movie, I booked Uber and was about to leave to my hotel, and just as I was exiting the room, she said that her sleep was gone. I came back to her and started massaging her hair from behind. She said she has a little ‘aloo’ on her head – a bump and asked to massage it. As I was searching for it from her right side, she held my hand and showed at the back of her head.<\/p>\n
That was the first time she touched me personally. I started getting aroused, especially with her hair’s smell and softness. I lied on the bed behind her and slowly started kissing and smelling her hair. She was moaning like ‘what r u doing?’ feebly and then said ‘stop, stop’ in a sexy way. I moved my kisses to her face and started kissing her ears, cheeks, forehead, eyes, nose, chin and then finally her lovely lips. she was soooooo unbelievably soft and smooth. Then I couldn’t resist her fair and perfect neck. She closed her eyes and started moaning.<\/p>\n
She was moving her legs front and back and could see she was really enjoying my love.<\/p>\n
As I was kissing her neck and collarbone, I gazed below and saw her sexy boobs being squeezed in her bra and inviting me. And, I loved the smell emanating from her armpit – a beautiful smell of her Chloe perfume, and her body odour accumulated throughout the day. It was pure bliss. So, I started kissing her hands starting with her fingertips, then her palm, forearm, elbow, and her what I call “soft sweetu ” arm muscles. The temperature of her skin was getting higher and higher as I was moving up her arms and closer to her armpits.<\/p> \n\n
I reached her armpits and inhaled lungful of air right from her armpit. It was pure heaven !! I continued to kiss, lick and smell her armpits and she was getting super-aroused. I moved her tee aside from her shoulder and saw her black bra so sexily protecting her treasures. I moved down to her midriff region and slowly started lifting her tee to expose her fair, creamy waist. I started feeling how buttery soft it is at my fingertips. Then I followed my fingers with my lips and she started losing whatever self-control she had and started squirming on the bed, and her pajamas started moving up, exposing her calf muscles.<\/p>\n
I moved from her waist to her tummy and saw her super-sexy navel, wherein I showered hundreds of kisses To be continued….<\/p>\n
Please give me your feedback at \/cdn-cgi\/l\/email-protection” class=”__cf_email__” data-cfemail=”73151c0103011219064533141e121a1f5d101c1e”>[email protected]. I will post what happened next between us quite soon. Until then, have fun !!<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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