Hello friends, hope you are doing well. Let me introduce myself. I am Sam, 40 years. I have a tool of 7 inches in length. I am well settled was married but then I got divorced.
This story is about me and my girlfriend whom I loved during my college days. She was everything for me but due to some challenges, we couldn’t make it to marriage.
Now, back to the story. This happened 5 years ago. After my divorce, I went through Facebook and found her. Immediately, I messaged my ex-girlfriend and got a reply after 2 days.
We started talking and shared about our lives. She was also not happy with her life as her husband didn’t care for her much.
Our chatting turned into calls and we started to be in love again. One day, we decided to meet. She had come for some work at her mother’s place. We went around and spent quality time of about 6 hours roaming around. We had lunch together and spent time in the mall. She fed me during lunch which was so caring and loving. I was the hard bye to say the end of that time. But we had to move on.
Soon, the calls became more intense. There was more chatting and more. The love was flowing in our newfound relationship.
After 4-5 months, we decided to meet. I booked a room and went to pick her up. This time, I purchased a mangalsutra and wanted to tie it. My ex-girlfriend had shared with me that she was looking for a short model mangalsutra. I intended to see her as my wife and take care of her for a lifetime. I was really in love with her and she was too.
The day came. I reached the city and went to the hotel. I called her to ask what time I pick her up. Also, I asked her to come in a saree as I love to see her in a saree.
As per the agreed time, I went to pick her up and was lost seeing her in the saree. She was naturally beautiful and didn’t require any makeup. She was wearing a blue saree and had a heart shape at the back of her blouse. She had long hair till mid of the spine. She was 5.5 in height, and milky in colour. She was beautiful with the right assets. Her eyes always mesmerized me. I was always lost in those eyes. She was 34 years and I was 35. She had one kid of 7 years.
We reached the hotel, sat close by, and started talking. I was holding her hand and caressing it. At one point, I couldn’t control myself and kissed my married ex-gf on the lips. She was shy at first but then couldn’t hold back. We kissed for almost 10 minutes. All that we missed in our life was that spark!
We hugged tightly so that the air couldn’t escape between us. Then I took out the mangalsutra, tied it around her neck, and said, “You are my wife.” And I promised her to stay together. She didn’t expect that to happen. Tears rolled down her eyes, tears of joy and happiness. I told her that finally, we had become one.
Then we decided to complete each other. We started kissing again and fell in the bed. I was kissing her on the face, her eyes, cheeks, and nose. Slowly, I moved down to the neck. She had surrendered herself by then and was moaning.
My hands were moving on her back, playing with her hair, and massaging the spine line. Then I moved my hands to her waist and held her tightly, letting her moan. I was still kissing her neck. I moved my hands onto her boobs and squeezed her boobs over her blouse. They were big and soft.
I again moved to her lips. I removed her pallu and her boobs were in front of me, caged in a tight blouse and asking me to free them. All this time, she was moaning or saying, “Love you, baby.”
I asked her to open her eyes and said, “I completely want you.” And her reply was, “I am all yours.”
I opened my ex-girlfriend’s blouse and found no bra. I had her 36d size melons in front of my eyes. They were milky white with light brown areolas. They were sagging a bit but were so perfect. I told her, “You have a beautiful pair of boobs.”
She smiled and said, “You missed the chance to see when my nipples were in baby pink color. I really missed you and your companionship. Now that we are together, we will have the best time of our life.”
I placed my hand on her boobs and felt them. I was giving a light squeeze and she was getting lost in the lust. It was my first time handling big boobs. My ex-wife had 32-size boobs which were small and fitted in my hands. These were not fitting in my hands. They were as soft as some cotton balls.
I hugged her and kissed her while playing with her boobs. She also kept her hands inside my t-shirt and removed it. Our naked upper half was completely entangled.
After a few minutes of kissing and then I moved to the neck. Her nipples were inviting me as if they were waiting for your lips. (I am a boobs lover and breast milk lover too.) She didn’t have milk in it but her boobs were super soft.
I started kissing and using my tongue without touching her nipples. I was kissing so intensely that her milky white boobs became reddish. I was circling my tongue around her nipples without touching them.
After a couple of minutes and making her restless, I took her nipple in my mouth. She kept her hand on my head and was pushing me towards her boobs. With the other hand, I was still squeezing her boobs and pinching her nipple between my fingers.
This is the part one. If you like it, please send your comments to [email protected]
Now, I am all alone again. Any ladies from Bangalore or other places (I can travel) if interested, let me know. Age no bar. If someone with big boobs or is breastfeeding, please feed me. It will be a secret and I will provide you with the best emotional and physical support. I will give you the best experience. I can also give a massage.