Coastal Kinky Explorer – Part 1 (Indian Mistress)

Hello to the sensible readers out there. My name is Akash and I am from Mangalore, an engineer by profession and a fantasy thinker by hobby. I am quite a sex-driven person and love erotic kinky sex. But my main search was for a dominating lady who would make me experience the mistress fantasy to the fullest.

I had great sexual flings with my ex’s and other one-night stand moments. But none of the ladies were up to the match for my thinking. They were either too shy to try new things or they weren’t interested in any kinks, some didn’t even know what was being kinky about also.

I am 5.11 athletic fit by height with a 7-inch thick tool and a little beer tummy. This story revolves around my sexual affair with a busty married Indian lady whom I met online and how we both started exploring each other’s wildest fantasies and kinks.

Let’s call the lady ‘N’, aged 38. She belonged to Mangalore as well but had settled in Bangalore after her marriage.

In 2017, I had shifted to Bangalore for my engineering course. As a mechanical engineer, the ratio of girls in my class was as rare as having a snowfall in the Sahara desert. I was constantly searching for a lady to start my new affair as I had just broken up with my girl.

One day as I was browsing my Facebook, I met a unique profile of a lady having keen interest by the way she looks in her profile picture. I sent her a request and again forgot about it and continued my browsing.

The next day, to my surprise, my request had been accepted. I was very happy from the inside and wanted to take things slow. So I started by pinging her, hi. Within a few hours, I got a reply and our chat went on casual texting.

Days passed and we started to text regularly. Soon, we became good friends and quite open to each other. One night, the chat led to asking about her sexual life and she started telling me everything – how her husband was orthodox and never went down to her and never fucks her regularly after a kid.

To describe her, she was a busty woman with a good sense of humor working in a top MNC but also a sex-hungry lady. She was 38 years old at that time and I was 23. Eventually, we started getting more close and the sexting phase became open to us.

We used to sext late at night after her hubby sleeps and she used to send me her nudes. Once when I asked about her fantasies, she told me something which blew my mind and caused me much curiosity. I am a kind of kinky sex-loving guy and busty married lady’s fetish was to have a slave who was open to all and have a piss fantasy with him.

This made me quite interested and soon our sex chats started about mistress and slave and how she would dominate me and humiliate me. We were relentless and waiting to meet. It was difficult to meet since she lived in a joint family and I used to live in a PG.

But, one fine day, luck stroke our life and she got the freedom to be alone for a whole day since her hubby and in-laws went to attend someone’s funeral in Mumbai.

Wasting no time, the kinky married lady pinged me in the morning once they left the home and I quickly showered up and left to her place.

It was an independent duplex house. And as she opened the door, I was mind blown. The online woman looked more gorgeous in real. She wore a single-piece dress and welcomed me in. She made me sit on the sofa and went to get me some drinks.

I was scanning her from the top to bottom. She had a perfect busty ass and quite busty boobs. I was kind of nervous also since for the first time I was letting someone dominate me.

My Indian mistress came with the juice and offered me the glass. But as I went to take it, I received a hard slap!! I was kind of stuck and blown away and suddenly, she started saying, “Looks like my slave is quite thirsty, but don’t you know that you have to ask me for permission to get your thirst crunched?!”

I came to my senses that the fantasy had already begun. I sat on my knees down on the floor and asked her for a drink. She held my mouth and opened it. But the best part was that my mistress drank the juice, gargled it up, and spat it inside my mouth! I was very much turned on by the naughty acts.

She emptied the entire glass of juice from her mouth to my mouth and then gave me another slap and told me to follow her inside her bedroom. I obeyed my mistress and followed her.

The busty married lady went to her bed and sat there, spreading her legs apart, and told me to kneel down. She grabbed my head and sucked my lips vigorously and shared her saliva with me. I was enjoying these naughty things to the core and my dick was quite erect to the full extent.

She then pushed my face toward her thighs and made me lick it up. I started licking her busty things and went to her toes one by one, wetting them up. The cheating Indian wife was moaning immensely.

She then removed her drenched panties and stuffed it inside my mouth. The wetness of her saliva and her sweat were filling my mouth and my nose. She then ordered me to keep it inside my mouth till she said.

My kinky mistress then undressed my shirt and like a wild tigress, she started biting and sucking my chest nipples. I was on cloud nine by the pain and also her wetness from her tongue. She saw my happy face and removed the panties from my mouth. I just gave a huge breathe as soon as she removed it.

Suddenly, the dominating Indian lady forced my head between her legs toward her pussy. Within no time, I let my tongue slide in and was sucking her like a wild dog while fondling her clitoris with my finger.

This act was making her go more wild and she was moaning restlessly while fondling her own boobs very hard. She was pressing my face more inside her pussy and I was just sucking it up entirely like candy.

Soon I got an idea and requested my mistress to go to the kitchen. She knew I was up to something naughty and she allowed me.

I went inside and opened her refrigerator in search of ice cubes but found an ice cream candy bar instead. I quietly got it in front of her and asked her permission to use it. She was confused as to what I would do with the bar. But I just said her to lay down with her eyes closed.

She did that and I slowly started rubbing the ice cream bar near her clitoris and pussy. The mistress was moaning by the chillness of the ice cream and I slowly inserted the ice cream bar inside her vagina and started sucking it. Trust me guys, this makes ladies go damn wild. The coldness inside their pussy and our tongue sucking the clitoris.

I was moving the ice cream bar to and fro inside her wet pussy and sucking it up. My mistress was restless by my act and was moaning harder now.

I increased the pace of my movement and made sure the whole ice cream melted inside her pussy. I was tired by the vigorous sucking and my tongue needed a little rest now. It had been around 2 hours since I was sucking her pussy in various phases. The bedsheet was drenched by her precum and the ice-cream droplets.

As soon as I stopped, she told me to come over to the bed and lay beside her.

This is the first part. I will soon follow up with the second part about the other kinky stuff we did. If you guys liked my story or want to suggest or ask anything, then do ping me at my mail id [email protected] or Telegram sp9_6

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