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What A Sweet Guy
I shall introduce myself first. I am 31 years old housewife and mother
of one boy. My husband is 5 years elder to me and is employed with
frequent transfers and tours. We are married for last 9 years. I am
5'4" with vital stat 38-32-36 and whitish complexion with a seductive
face. My name is Rekha. Just prior to narration let me confess the
facts that led me to this adventure. Primarily is the lack of
satisfaction and adventure in sex. My husband's penis is only 4" and
thin. Moreover in one go he can fuck me only once and frequency has
been generally once in a week. When he lays over me, I feel like a
beast torturing me and never know how to care a woman. Now let us come
to the point.
My husband had a junior (bachelor) guy who
often used to come to our house for asking some professional doubts to
my husband. He must have been 23 years old and me 26 at the time of
this incident. He was tall and fair with masculine features, like lot
of hair on arms, chest etc. Whereas my husband hardly had any. He used
to look in such piercing manner without my husband seeing. This used to
produce flood in my cunt and I used to masturbate many times thinking
of him. One day my husband came in a very drunk state and went to
sleep. Just after that, this guy (Vijay) landed up. He sat down for
some time and started starring my all parts over my transparent
nightdress.
Even I wanted to hug him. But with my
husband, sleeping in next room nothing happened and he left after some
time after shamelessly feasting all over my body with his eyes. By the
time my cunt had swollen and oozing all over. Next day (Sunday), I told
my hubby that I would like to go one remote beach on other side of a
hill in the night to see full moon. When he told that it is dangerous
to go in bike I told let us call Vijay as escort. Which he agreed. We
started at 8PM and almost on top of hill, petrol of my husband's bike
finished.
He told that he will go in neutral gear being
down hill, fill petrol and come back quickly. After he left, we both
were standing alone in that on one side of the deserted place/road,
without knowing what to do and what to talk, since both were burning
with desire. Suddenly he came and held my hand, which instantaneously
made me hug him. The fragrance of his body, firmness of his chest etc
made me so excited so I started hugging more firmly and digging my face
more into his face. He first started handling my bumps which is
actually is any mallu/south Indian male's dream world. He then lifted
my midi and felt my bare kundi. After some time he lifted my face and
started kissing and sucking my lips. Then onwards he started calling me
by name, whereas he used to call me only madam.
I moved
my right hand down and started feeling his bulge over the pants. I was
feeling a difference of heaven and earth by the sheer size of this guy
and my husband's "kunji". The he made me sit on his scooter and opened
the front of my top. He was rather paralyzed for first time seeing a
girls boobs covered in bra. Meanwhile I put my hand behind unhooked my
bras and lifted the cups o show him my actual boobs. At this sight of
firm and massive boobs, shining in moonlight made him almost faint. He
bent down and started sucking my pinkish brown areola and erects
nipples with such an hurry. With other hand, he was squeezing my other
breast.
Then he switched over the mouth and hand and kept on
doing this for a quiet some time. By this time, my cunt was dripping so
heavily that my panty got drenched. After some time he lifted, my midi
lowered my pantry and starred at my pussy. He then massaged it with his
huge manly fingers. It was so slippery that his whole hand got wet. All
these while he kept on calling me darling, sundary, sweet heart etc. He
then bend down, separated my pussy as far as possible and started
licking my pussy. He did not know what to do with his hand, which was
going from my kundi to thighs and boobs and all sorts of places. After
some time I got up and attempted to open his fly to see his kunji. Then
he told me that now any time my husband would come back and we should
stop and dress back. After that within five minutes my husband came
back however, we aborted the beach trip since it was too late.
On
the way, back he was trailing behind our bike on his scooter giving me
some romantic look and even my eyes were fixed on him. I could not
concentrate on what ever my husband was asking. He indicated by action
that next day he would call me over phone. Next day morning my husband
left for a emergency outstation tour for my luck. Around 9AM, my boy
friend rang me up. I told him that we are so lucky that my husband is
off for a day. He promised that he would come by night 11PM silently
without others in the flat noticing us.
Next day by evening, I
took bath and dressed in some a very sexy panty, bra and a transparent
saree. I generally do not wear saree, even though my husband likes so.
When a heard a feeble knocks on the door, I opened it, let him in and
immediately locked. I told that my son (2 years then) is sleeping in
the bedroom. So he took me to the divan in the drawing room putting his
had across my shoulder. He then told me that since we parted yesterday
he was only thinking of me and he is now deeply in love with me. Then
he hugged me tightly and started kissing & eating my small and cute
little lips. By now, my pallu had fallen down.
I was in turn
pressing his bumps with one hand and fondling his bulge with other
hand. He removed his shirt and I could not believe that he had a so
beautiful upper body. I started licking his chest since I was seeing
such a beautiful guy first time in my life. By now, I was standing in
my panty and saree blouse. He turned me around and enjoyed the seen
from behind then he came and unhooked my bra. He turns me around and
told me "ungal kambu romba azhaga irruku". I was shocked to hear a
junior talking like this but now I had no such status since going to be
fucked by him. Then he kept on licking, sucking and eating my "mulaikal
or kambu or kaye or marbu".
I was really on the way to heaven
since for the first time a real male is handling a sex maniac like me.
He now removed my panty too and I was standing first time like that in
front of a guy other then my hubby. He starred at my hairy pussy,
shaved and waxed thighs etc. Then he removed his pant and underwear. I
just cannot explain my astonishment since I could not believe what I
was seeing. A long (8" or so), thick, fair, and nerve jutting prick was
such a delight to my eyes. My husband's tool was as thick and long as
his finger. And his balls was so huge, I really don't know is there
some thing wrong with this guy or my husband to be blamed for having a
pair of small lemon sized balls. I bend down to take his "kunji" in my
mouth but he went and laid down on his back.
So I got
between his legs and took his "kotai" in my palms. It had a tapering
shape with arrow type tip and tapering towards base with a very thick
base (Kada). I must admit that there is no such thing beautiful in the
world than this guys prick. I sucked his tool for some time. It was
impossible to take even half the length, whereas I can take the whole
prick and some part of balls of my husband in my mouth. Then I lifted
his ass and started licking from his arsehole towards the ridge of his
balls during which he was calling me all sorts of "Theory" like "Pundai
mole, Koothi mole", Which I don't know what it means. He then made me
laid down on back, part my thighs and dived into my cunt. I just closed
my eyes and left the rest to him. He did all sorts of things like
putting finger and tongue in both holes, sucking my labia, drinking
etc. Then he started concentrating on my soft belly, shapely navel,
boobs, shoulders, armpit, hair, face for a long while which made me
crazy for his huge "Kunji". He got the message and attempted to insert
his tip which was as it is thicker than base of my husbands "kunji".
Also, since mine's was a caesarean operation, nothing thick has entered
my pussy in the past. Mind you, this was after so much of lubrication.
Finally just his tip penetrated and he started moving inch my inch. It
was such pleasurable at the same time painful, I started shouting and
crying and pleaded to stop. However, he pushed it all the way in and
was hitting wall of my uterus.
Now it was so tight he could not
stroke it full length. Some how he kept on fucking me and after few
strokes my pussy got adjusted and enjoying. I am telling you, I felt
like my husband and baby and fleeing with this guy just for this rather
pleasure, which how ladies have come across. After some time his speed
increased whereas I was also nearing orgasm, since his thick prick was
rubbing my clitoris. With my husband no way for such a thing. He
climaxed and unloaded his entire "Kanji" in my vagina, when I also
climaxed simultaneously.
After some time he got and sat on a
sofa and dozed off. I woke up from a slumber when he again started
eating my "breast kambugal". This time he fucked me from back. At last,
we went to bathroom and had a good bath together and he left after at
4AM. My Diwan sheet was spoiled due to his very and lots of kanji
whereas my hubby's is like water and very less quantity. Then he went
on transfer after a week, we also went on transfer, even though in
touch via email no chance for further fucking. Next day when my husband
came, I was terribly feeling guilty, I was hesitant to allow to let him
lick my cunt since I thought he may taste kanji of Vijay left previous
day. But nothing happened
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