Hello to all lovely readers of XXX Indian stories. Once again, this is SK from Bangalore writing here again. Many readers have given me very positive comments, and I appreciate them.
In bed, I have a talent for making women feel like queens. At the gym, this attractive person – Neetu- was roughly my age. Her physique would cause anyone to pause and take notice.
With those curves—34-30-32, I’d guess—you wouldn’t know she was married and had a child. All we would do was smile at each other as we went by.
One day, the Indian hottie was on the treadmill, completing a 20-minute run at 12 mph. I couldn’t help but feel impressed. I told her she had stamina. She thanked me with a smile. This is when things began to change.
Neetu began to notice me, and I began to notice her more. I couldn’t take my eyes off her when she showed me her photos. I was unable to stop the filthy ideas that began to seep in since she had a flat stomach.
Before I knew it, we shared intimate stories and grew rather close after flirting a little. I told her about my previous relationships after she confided in me about her dissatisfaction with her marriage.
Our playful texts evolved into sexual chats, and our phone calls had a new energy. We’d discuss our desires and fantasies. We couldn’t seem to get enough of each other. So, I asked her over when I knew we would have the place to ourselves.
She arrived with a blue shirt and white leggings, looking like sunshine. We didn’t spend any time and went directly to my room. Our kisses began innocently but quickly got fiery. Her lips felt like satin, and our tongues danced together.
I couldn’t take my hands off her. We undressed each other, and I was surprised by how silky her skin felt. We tried a variety of positions, and she was an expert at riding me. Her ass was flawless, and I couldn’t help but spank it as she drew me deeper.
We had another crazy night, testing one other’s limits and finding new ways to make each other scream. Her tits bounced as we fucked, and I couldn’t help but put them in my mouth, licking her tight nipples while she groaned with delight.
My cock was long and thick, and the married hottie engulfed it all, her pussy tight and wet around me. We both understood we had to keep our fervent lovemaking a secret. We didn’t want to destroy her marriage or our friendship.
However, the chemistry was too potent to ignore. I kept staring at her firm, round ass while she dressed. Before she went, we shared a final kiss after she gave me a wink. I became hard once again as the taste of her lingered on my lips.
Her hips swayed in those tight jeans as I watched her slide out the door. I was certain that I would see her once again and that we would pursue our ambitions further. A few weeks passed, and our relationship deepened.
Whenever possible, we would meet at her house or mine. Our bodies were aching for each other’s touch, and each time was better than the last. She pleaded with me to come over one evening in a text message that included a picture of herself in underwear.
With my pulse pounding, I hurried to her house, and the gorgeous MILFwas resting on the bed with her legs spread wide, toying with her clit as I walked into her room. She told me to undress after looking up. I didn’t require another invitation.
She was waiting for me with her pussy already wet. When she started groaning at my name, I sucked and licked her. She writhed under my tongue because her clit was painful and swollen. My cock went into her after I made the hottie cum.
She held on to me tightly, like a glove. Not wanting to wake her sleeping mother-in-law or husband, we had our fuck in silence. The excitement of it all was euphoric. I couldn’t stand it when she put her hand around my cock and stroked me while I pushed into her warm, moist pussy.
Our bodies trembled with ecstasy as we gathered together. We discussed our future while we lay there, content and sweating. Would we ever tell anyone? Would she abandon her husband for me? We had no answers, but our intense, covert romance kept us going for the time being.
She contacted me one evening, her voice sounding urgent. I was necessary to her. When I pulled up, she was waiting for me at the door, dressed just in a silk robe. She was so drenched that I could see it through the fabric. We avoided polite conversation once we were inside.
We immediately proceeded to her bedroom, stroking and kissing her. She climbed on top of me, grinding herself on my cock, and shoved me onto the bed. With lustful eyes, she muttered, “Fuck me, Kumar.”
We made love in an unfiltered and passionate way. Her pussy easily took my length as she straddled me. She pinched my cock with each stroke, and I could feel how tight she was. Her erect nipples brushed against my chest as her 34C breasts jumped with every movement.
“Harder,” she would urge in a voice that was both pleasurable and painful. “Harder fuck me.” And I did. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down onto me, letting her wetness fall onto my stomach.
She made me feel like a king by stretching her tight pussy to fit me. With each stroke, I saw her eyes roll back as she touched herself. I could see she was getting near as her groans became more intense.
As I pumped into the hottie, I felt the softness of her ass as I grasped it. She yelled my name, her orgasm racking her body as her walls closed in around me. I was unable to contain myself any longer and let my burden fill her from the bottom of my heart.
We collapsed on the bed, our breathing heavy and irregular. She gazed at me with a mix of fear and excitement. “I love you,” she said, and I responded with the same words for the first time.
Our confession weighed in the air, yet we did not discuss it. We held each other, our bodies intertwined, our hearts beating from more than just the sex.
We realized we couldn’t keep doing this forever. But for now, we had each other, and that was sufficient. Our secret affair powered our days and made every moment together feel like a stolen slice of heaven.
That’s all for today, and I hope everyone enjoyed reading this story. Please feel free to drop your comments or feedback via Hangouts or email at [email protected]. It would mean a lot to receive support from the readers.