Hi, I am Sujan from Bangalore (30 years old, married for 1 year). I have been a frequent reader of sex stories on this website for almost 10 years now.
This story happened about 7 years ago. I have decided to narrate it in multiple parts as there are different episodes (some parts of the conversation are in my native language, Kannada). I hope you enjoy it.
Let me describe my gorgeous angel. Bhoomika (name changed) was a 28-year-old married woman with a pinkish-brown complexion. Her measurements were 34-30-36.
Bhoomika was a teacher by profession at a local school and worked as a private tutor for my brother at our house. She was a conservative woman whose husband was a drunkard, and the family was reeling in debt. She was a woman in her 20s – ignored by her husband, deprived of sex, and lonely. She was there for the taking by anyone who could show her empathy and care.
From the first day she began tutoring my brother, I was a fan of her sexy figure and a worshipper of her ass (many men would drool over it). She used to come to our house wearing a chudidar. Whenever she bent down to explain something to my brother, I would catch a glimpse of her deep cleavage, which gave me an instant boner. I masturbated many times thinking about her boobs and ass.
As days passed, I grew closer to her, and we became more like friends, talking openly. Even though I maintained a conservative, friendly nature on the surface, there was nothing I wanted more than to lay her on the table and hammer her pussy while squeezing and slapping the living hell out of her breasts!
Although I had a good sex life with my girlfriend, I always dreamed of banging Bhoomika. Sometimes I would drop her off at home, and we would talk about our personal lives on the way. This is where I learned about her family problems, and my wicked mind sensed an opportunity. From then on, I began to show her care, make her feel important by taking her shopping and to hotels for lunch and dinner, and sometimes even helped her with money.
It was her birthday, and I wanted to show my affection for her. So I took her shopping, where I bought her some nice dresses and jokingly encouraged her to buy sexy lingerie.
To my surprise, she didn’t react negatively and bought some sexy bras, thongs, and G-strings. I was over the moon to see her buy those things and felt she was interested in me too.
After shopping, we went to dinner and a movie. It was at the movie that I tried my luck.
Just before the interval, I held her hand, looked her in the eye, and kissed her wrist. I was afraid of how she would react, so I suddenly got up and left for the washroom.
When I came back, to my surprise, she held my hand and said, “Isthottu bekaitha ninge kiss madoke?” Without a second thought, we kissed each other madly. “Mmmh… mmmh,” the horny teacher kept moaning as we kissed.
Bhoomika’s eyes were closed now. Later, still kissing her, I moved my hands to her breasts and started squeezing them. When she broke the kiss and looked into my eyes, I slipped my hand inside her chudidar. Her breasts were hot (literally), and her nipples were hard as nails.
I started squeezing her breasts again, this time even harder. “Aaah… aay, nidhana, tumba jaasthi squeeze madbeda!” (Slowly, don’t squeeze too much!) she said in a half-pained, half-pleasured tone.
But I was in no mood to slow down. I kept crushing her hot tits violently, and her efforts to slow my hands by holding them with her own were going nowhere.
“Oh, I always wanted to do this ever since I first saw you… don’t ask me to stop now,” I said as I kept crushing her beautiful tits again and again.
We kept playing with each other’s tongues and kissed hard. As the movie ended, we went back to my car and began kissing again.
This time, I made her sit on my lap facing me. The jasmine (mallige) perfume she wore aroused me more than anything else. As she kissed my lips and neck, I began running my hands over her back and ass. It was a heavenly feeling.
She began unbuttoning my shirt, and I started removing her top. As she lifted her arms to take it off, I began kissing her over her boobs and squeezing them.
“Oye! Nidhana… idi raatre time ide… nan ganda tight aagi malgirtane…” (Slowly… we have the whole night. My husband will be fast asleep as he’ll be drunk).
I completely removed her top and tossed it in the back seat. As she sat there in just her bra, I said, “Esto dina da dream idu!” (This has been my dream for so many days!)
Her tits were large enough to fill her bra perfectly.
“Nidhanavaagi madu, huchh huduga!!” (Do it patiently, crazy boy!!) she said with a smile as she reached behind, unhooked her bra, and pulled it off.
As soon as her breasts were exposed, my hands were back on them, crushing them madly. “Ahhhh… ahhhh… Sujan!!!! Yesss… yessss…” she screamed as I began licking her tits again and again. “Esto dinadinda idanna miss madkota idini!!” (I’ve been missing this for so many days!!!) Ahhh yesss ahhhh,” she kept moaning.
“Nin boobs estu sakkathagide…” (Your boobs are so awesome) I said while playing with her nipple with my tongue. “Ahhh… oh… fuckkkkk,” she said as she arched her back and closed her eyes.
“Neenu e reethi novu kottaga nange estu sukha sigta ide!!!” (Oh, I get so much pleasure when you hurt me like that!) she said when I pinched her right nipple. Now it was time to play with her pussy.
I slid my hand inside her pants. Her pussy was dripping like a leaky tap. “Damn, it’s wet already,” I said.
“Ahhh… ahhhh…” she moaned as I tried to slide my finger inside her. I inserted my right middle and ring fingers inside her pussy and started rubbing her clitoris and the insides at the same time.
“Aaaah… shhhhit!” she moaned as I rubbed faster. After some time, she collapsed on me, saying, “Ah devre… yenu sukha!!!” (Oh God… what a feeling!!)
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That’s it for this part. I hope you guys enjoyed it so far.
Thank you for reading my story – this one will continue, so don’t forget to check for updates regularly.
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