Fucking A Desperate Housewife In Aurangabad

Hello, I am Rohan. I live in Aurangabad even though I am originally not from this city. I am 21 years old and muscular. But I am a bit fat too which suits me because I am good looking. I stand 5 feet 3 inches and my tool size is 6 inches, very thick. This is a true story in which I lost my virginity to a desperate Indian housewife.

Let me describe the Aurangabad housewife first. Her name is Shweta. She is 26 years old but she doesn’t look 26. Shweta is nearly 5 feet 5 inches in height and is taller than me. She has black hair, she is skinny but extremely fair. She has that typical Indian housewife look and enormous sex appeal.

I was renting a place which was on the upper floor of her house. The couple was married for 8 months but didn’t have a child. They moved in just a few months back. I initially never had feelings for Shweta. Her husband looked a bit old with white hairs and he was not attractive at all.

As we were in the same building, whenever I came downstairs, I got to look into her house. Her husband was a supervisor in a company and he had hectic working hours, nearly 10 hours a day. So Shweta used to be alone during the day.

This was after 20 days they moved in. I was going downstairs in the afternoon and I heard noises from Shweta’s room. I went close to the door and realized she was pleasuring herself! I was confused because I knew they were married for only 8 months but then I minded my own business and went my way.

After about 10 days, I was taking my clothes from the roof and while I was leaving, I bumped into Shweta. I apologized to her. She was kind and talked to me. She introduced herself and I introduced myself.

Shweta was an open-minded lady. I liked her and then she invited me for some tea. I went to my room, stashed my clothes and followed her.

They were rich. I sat on the sofa and Shweta handed me the tea and sat on the bed. After chatting for a while, she complimented me for my looks.

Shweta: You look decent, your girlfriend must be lucky.
Me: I don’t have a girlfriend. But I am looking for one.

The talks went on for a few hours.

Shweta: My husband might come soon, so I think you should go now.

I thanked her and went to my room. I didn’t know she had eyes on me.

The next day, I went, as usual, to collect my clothes from the roof and my eyes came across the housewife’s panty. It had white stains of cum. I got my hint that she was masturbating with panties on.

I started thinking about Shweta sexually from that time. I masturbated daily but now it was something else. Whenever I imagined fucking this sexy homemaker, I cummed in seconds! I decided to give it a shot. But I was a virgin and never knew how to approach a woman.

One day evening, Shweta told me she didn’t know the locality much and she wanted to go shopping. She insisted me to come with her and show her the area.

After an hour, I went with her. She had a scooty and she told me to drive and she sat behind me. Shweta was wearing a kameez and tight jeans that day. She had an amazing ass but she didn’t have big boobs. Her boobs were only noticeable. But she was looking very beautiful.

We went to a mall. Shweta did her shopping. She bought some clothes and common household things and we went back.

After reaching home, we entered her room. She told me to wait and brought me a cup of tea and was talking to me. It seemed like a good opportunity for me and I turned the topic to her husband.

I asked about him and Shweta told me their marriage was an arranged one. And her husband drinks and she was not happy. I asked her can I do to something make her happy. She didn’t respond but gave me a weird look.

I don’t know what came to me at that time but I directly asked her. “Shweta, are you satisfied with your husband?”.

The desperate but loyal housewife gave me an angry look but she kept quiet. I knew my answer. I was thinking about how to approach her now.

Then Shweta went into the kitchen and bought me water. I was getting horny due to the situation and it was showing in my pants. She handed me the glass and glimpsed at my bulge. I was trying to hide it by crossing my legs, but she said, “You won’t be comfortable with that bulge in your pants”.

I was shocked due to her boldness. I told her, “Sorry, you are very hot and that’s why I am hard.”

Shweta asked me if I had been with anyone before. I replied to her with a big NO.

She got a call from her husband at that time telling her he will be coming home the next day in the afternoon. She was looking very disappointed.

It was now or never situation for me. I gathered some courage and asked her if she will be ok alone. She told me she won’t be able to sleep as she was afraid to be alone at night. So I said, I’ll come and sleep on the sofa. She thought about it for a minute but as she didn’t have a choice, she finally agreed to it.

I had my dinner and went to her room and laid on her sofa. Shweta was wearing a nightgown and I was in my shorts and t-shirt. She slept on the bed and was looking at her phone.

The sofa and bed were next to each other. I was uncomfortable on the sofa. She realized it and told me to sleep beside her to put pillows between us. We then turned off the lights.

It was around 1 am but I couldn’t sleep. Looking at Shweta sleeping next to me, I decided to try my luck. I acted like I was asleep and then gently put my hand on the sleeping housewife’s big ass! It was softer than the pillow, to be honest.

Shweta didn’t react. So I caressed her ass cheeks for a few minutes and suddenly, she shifted her position and was sleeping on her back. I remained quiet for some time and then I couldn’t control my lust anymore. I lifted Shweta’s gown up and put my hand directly on her pussy! Shweta immediately woke up, went and turned on the light.

I was so horny by then that I got up, went to her and started kissing her on the lips without a pause. Shweta was trying to push me away. But I didn’t leave her and kept kissing her for a minute or so and then she gave up.

Now Shweta was responding well. Her hands automatically went down and she removed my shorts. My cock was fully hard by then.

I grabbed her gown around the neck and tore it off completely. Now Shweta was only wearing a blue pantie. I lifted her and put her on the bed. I removed her panty and threw it on the floor.

The sexy housewife had a black bush down there even though it was not very hairy.

I pushed Shweta’s legs wide open. Then I kissed on her small boobs and then on her pussy lips. She was shivering on the bed and was bouncing each time I slurped my tongue on her pussy lips. I licked her continuously for 2-3 minutes and she came.

Shweta was bouncing wildly and her hands tightly clutched my hairs and pushed my head towards her pussy while she experienced her orgasm. I was barely able to breathe at that time. Her pussy was smelling of urine.

Then I let her settle down for a minute. I didn’t lick her cunt dry because I wanted to use her cum as a lubricant. Then I went up and started kissing her lips. We kissed for around 10 minutes and she was flooding by then.

I asked her if her husband fucked her daily. She said he was a very busy man and they had sex only twice a month and he came within a minute. Also, her husband never licked her.

I realized Shweta was indeed a desperate housewife and sex-starved. I was getting impatient and wanted to fuck this goddess now.

I shifted my position. She was lying down on her stomach and I was on top of her. I teased her for about a minute and she was trembling the whole time. She was literally begging me to fuck her.

I put my cock on her pussy lips and pushed it a little. I couldn’t enter and Shweta was pushing me backward with her hands. So, with a massive amount of force, I gave one deep push inward and I was in 4 inches inside the horny housewife.

Shweta was crying in pain. I could feel the inner walls of her pussy stretching. So I stopped and went to kiss her from behind. She slapped me hard twice and I had to stop her with some force.

Tears were rolling down her extremely fair cheeks. I kissed her and gave one more push and I was all inside her. My balls smashed on her ass cheeks. I kept kissing her neck and cheeks. Shweta was struggling to free her hands. I didn’t move for about 30 seconds. Then she opened her eyes, turned sideways and looked at me.

I tried to push my cock even deeper inside the housewife’s pussy but I couldn’t control and came inside her pussy. It was a huge load. I pushed my cock deeper with each jerk. Shweta closed her eyes.

Then I removed my cock. I looked at her pussy, it was all red and somewhat swollen. Again, I started kissing her and in about 5 minutes, I was good to go. This time, I licked her until she was close to an orgasm and then stopped.

Shweta looked at me, I adjusted myself and again inserted my cock in her pussy in missionary style. In one stroke, I was in. Shweta was gasping for air each time I thrust my cock inside her.

After about 5 minutes of slow-fucking, Shweta started enjoying and started moving her hips. The “puchhhh puchhh” sounds were heard every time I was in.

I lasted longer than I expected this time and we were fucking for about 10 minutes. Shweta was crying now but this time, in sexual pleasure. Her nails dug deep in my back, scratching here and there.

I sensed that Shweta was reaching her orgasm. So I started fucking her vigorously now. Soon, she came with shivers and she even peed a little. I kept fucking the married woman.

Then, a minute after, I shot my second load of cum deep inside her. Some of the cum was oozing out of her pussy. The bed was wet on her side.

We shifted the position to my side and slept with her head on my chest and her leg on my cock. I was done for the day so was she. We woke up the next morning.

What happened next is more fun. You can give your feedback on [email protected] or can even reach me for other requests. I am up for anything. I live in Aurangabad. The next story will be released based on audience response.

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