I am Abhishek, a 30-year-old guy living in Pune. This is a true story with names changed for privacy.
It was a mostly normal Monday. I got out of bed and dragged on till 12 or so through the usual work. Not a great start. And out of the blue, I got a call from Radhika, an old friend from school.
Radhika: “Hi Abhi! Kaisa hai? Aaj Pune aayi hun main… kaha hai tu?”
Me: “Main yahi hun, ghar pe. Aaj remote work kar raha hun. Pune kaise aana hua?”
Radhika: “Arre ek job interview ke liye aayi thi. Job mil bhi gayi! Jaldi free ho gayi toh socha tujhe call kar du.”
Me: “Congrats, yaar! Ghar aaja fir… celebrate karte hai aaj.”
Radhika got married about 7 years ago. We had made out a few times since then when drunk, but she felt a little guilty, so it had been a long time since we last met. I picked her up on my bike, took her home, and we sat on my balcony sharing a cigarette with a couple of beers. The sun was just setting and there was a light breeze in the air.
She hadn’t changed much after all these years. Still the same smile, same teasing me about when I’m getting married, same slaps on the arm and playing with my hair.
We both knew where this was heading, but she kept scrolling reels on her phone while I sipped my beer. The last time we met had been fun. I was hoping she wanted to continue where we left off, but I couldn’t decide whether she was waiting for me to make a move or just not interested. So I put an arm around her, and she leaned into me. Her vanilla-scented perfume made her even more tantalizing.
My hand slid down from her shoulders, going down her arm to play with her fingers. She just smiled and let me continue. I took my fingers up to her neck, playing with her ear, then neck, then throat, and down to her cleavage. Her breathing got a little heavier, but her eyes didn’t leave her phone. When I started unbuttoning her shirt, she just looked at me and grabbed my collar, pulling me in for a kiss.
Radhika: “Kitna bhaav khayega re? Sab pata hai… fir bhi itna rukaya.”
Me: “Ha, aur reels scroll karte kaun baithi thi? Tu ghar aayi… tabse ruka hun ki kuch toh signal mile. Kitne mahine hue tujhe mile… bohot miss kiya, yaar, tujhe.”
Radhika: “Ha, itni yaad aayi meri? Toh milne kyu nahi aaya pehle? Mujhe hi aana pada tere paas.”
Me: “Ab aa hi gayi ho toh itni jaldi chhodunga nahi. Andar chal abhi… nahi to saamne walo ko free show mil jayega.”
She just took off her shirt completely and threw it at me.
Radhika: “Dekhne do… dekh ke kya hi kar lenge?”
Radhika loved to show off her body. She was tall, almost taller than me, and had long waist-length hair and a milky white complexion. She had a kid a few years ago, and that had made her even curvier. She had a slight belly, but that just made her sexier. She wore a black lacy bra, which barely held her tits and just showed the deep valley of her milky white cleavage.
I could see a few young men in the balcony ahead who were facing us, pretending like they were not watching. So I got up, kissed her full on the lips, and unhooked her bra before letting it fall. I put my hand between her legs, fingering her cunt over her pants, before bringing it up to squeeze her breasts.
The men were definitely watching now. There was enough light in the balcony that they could see us clearly. Radhika sat in a chair facing them directly, her tits out in the open, and I stood behind her kissing her. I made her stand, and I held both her hands from the back, her chest thrust out to give them a good view of her tits.
I continued playing with them with my other hand, pinching her nipples, squeezing, pulling. One of the men clearly had his hand on his crotch. I took my hand down and unbuttoned her jeans, sliding my hand inside.
Radhika now turned to me and started kissing me, pressing my cock through my pants.
Radhika: “Show khatam… ab chalo andar.”
She blew a kiss to the men, turned around, and we went into my bedroom. She pulled off my shirt, and I stripped her, giving her a spank as I pulled off her jeans. My hand went down between her legs as I held her neck, kissing her softly, pulling away, then going in again. I gave her a light but sharp slap, then kissed her again, teasing her, licking her lips.
I went down and her thighs were soon around my neck as I played with her cunt using my fingers and tongue. My left hand was around her leg while the right pinched her nipples. Her fingers were in my hair, pulling me in to devour her as her breathing got heavier.
She came, her thighs trembling, then pulled me up for a kiss. Then she looked into my eyes and grabbed my cock, pushing me down and taking it in her mouth. Her hands played with my nipples as she took my cock inside till the base, and I gasped in pleasure. She continued for a minute before letting it out with a pop.
Radhika: “Fuck me now, Abhi… It’s been a LONG time.”
I flipped her over and gave her ass a spank as I tore open a condom. I put it on and entered her slowly, savoring the sensation. She gasped, leaning down as I started fucking her doggy-style. As I picked up the pace, the sound of slapping filled the room. Her milky white ass jiggled with each thrust, and I almost stopped just to admire it.
I leaned ahead and grabbed her neck, pulling it back and giving her a light choke. She moaned slowly. After a few thrusts, she dropped forward, burying her face in the pillow and folding her hands behind her back. I followed her lead and held her wrists together, my other hand in her hair. I pushed her face down as my thrusts got faster and I came.
She wasn’t done though, and I pulled out as I flipped her again.
Me: “Tere liye kuch special laaya hun. Aaj mili ho toh de hi deta hun.”
I opened the drawer and pulled out a vibrator. She looked at it in delight and pulled me in for a kiss.
Radhika: “Mere liye? Itna pyaar aaya? Kaash mera pati bhi itna chill hota… usko lagta hai agar usne sex toys laye toh main haath se nikal jaungi.”
Me: “Haath se toh tum nikal hi gayi ho, babe. Wife uski ho par aaj raat meri bed pe itni maal bani ho. Pune mein rehti toh tujhe chhodta hi nahi.”
I touched the vibrator to her lips, and she licked it, looking into my eyes before taking it fully in her mouth. I turned it on the low setting and took it down to her neck and then touched her nipples with it, making her gasp.
I traced it along her body, over that soft belly, to her cunt. I lubed it up, then slowly put it in as she arched her back, grabbing the bedsheet with her fingers. I increased the speed and fully inserted it in her cunt as she moaned in pleasure.
My tongue went down and found her clit, and she nodded her head and grabbed my hair. She came, spent, and pulled me up for another kiss as we lay together in each other’s arms, cuddling, my hand around her breasts and my leg between her legs.
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If this story turned you on and you want to do more than just finger yourself, message me at [email protected].
I’m bicurious, and I prefer women and couples in and around Pune.