Fucking a Gujarati Bhabhi & taking her ass virginity
Folks, this is Zee again with another story after months, sorry I kept you guys waiting. So I am 5.8 and a vivid reader and contributor to ISS. This is my story. “I would love to meet you again. I loved the experience.” This was her last line before we bid goodbye! My days were boring, work, family and friends. Everyone who was connected to me on ISS went numb. I felt bored again, hoping some woman would ping and make me feel lively. Days passed, and when hope was lost, I had a message in my chats that said – Hi. Uninterested. I reverted, saying – Hi, and this is how our chats escalated. She: How are you? Me: Good, how about you? She: Good too. Me: OK. She: After a few minutes – Where are you from Me: Mumbai and you? She: Mumbai. Oh, where in Mumbai do you stay? Me: Xxxxxx. She: Wow, that’s nice. So these pleasantries and introductions went on for a while, and then I asked her. Me: What made you ping me? She: I liked your story Me: Which one? She: The one where you narrated about your sex and ass fucking Me: Ha ha yes – thanks Me: What’s your relationship status? She: Married Me: Great, I am married too. She: So why are you here? Me: For a little extra fun She: OK. Me: What about you? She: Same, and she sent a smiley. So our chats went on for that day. By the next day, we got closer via chats and opened up about our lives. Her husband owned a business just like many Gujarati people do, and the sex was routine stuff, nothing interesting. Hence, she secretly started reading ISS stories and stumbled upon my email. We discussed our sex lives, kinks, and fantasies. She was a little scared and was not opening up much. But that’s understandable, as she was a married woman and was scared of getting caught. I assured her it’s safe, and whatever we chat or do will stay between us. Every woman wants safety and security, don’t they? The following few days, our chats got regular and intense. We discussed regarding my story, her sexual encounters and fantasies. We both loved chatting and sharing, and it became routine for about 8-10 days. On the 11th day, I told her, let’s meet secretly so we both are safe. She hesitated and eventually agreed. We agreed that we would meet in a Cafe and go back. On the day she wore a pink saree, she was fair, slim and gorgeous. I was excited. My dick started giving me tingling feelings in my undies. We exchanged a few pleasantries and spent about 45 minutes in the café. I could sense she liked talking to me as she was getting comfortable. After a while, she asked me, “What plans today?” I said, “Nothing, just wanted to meet you and go home and chill. I have an off day today.” She: You seem to be a nice guy. You want to chill at my place? Me: What about your husband? She: He is in Ahmedabad and won’t be back till tomorrow evening. Me: Great, I had a sheepish smile and said, ” If you are inviting me home, I don’t want to deny the invitation. We boarded her car and left. It took us about 20 minutes to reach her place. It was a nice, posh society, and she lived on the 7th floor. Once inside, I wanted to take it easy and behave myself. So I just sat on the sofa, and we spoke for a while. After about 15 minutes, she said, “Let’s play a game!” She closed all the curtains, shut off the lights, and it was pitch dark. Then she whispered, “Are you ready”? I said yes She: I am taking off my clothes and leaving them on the ground. Whatever piece of my dress you find, you will kiss me there. She got naked and tossed her blouse in one corner, bra in one, undies somewhere else and so on Then she said, “Find my clothes and then find me,” and there was a pin drop silence. I was excited, my dick was throbbing, I wanted to just find her and fuck her really good. But I thought if this is what she wants, let’s honour it. I started to search, and it was pitch dark. At first, I stumbled on her sandals, and I said, “These are your sandals.” She said, “I have sexy legs,” and at once I knew what was next. She was sitting on a chair in one corner, all naked. I had to find her as the hall was a little bigger compared to the usual house expectations in Mumbai. However, finding her was not difficult, as she had a strong scent. As soon as I touched her legs, she twitched. I ran my hands on her milky, clean legs, and at once I started to get a hard-on. I touched up to her thighs, licked and kissed her legs. I could hear her make some sounds. I knew she was in, and she wanted more. I took off and said, “Let me search the remaining clothes.” Next, I stumbled on her bra. “Your bra,” I said. “Ok,” she whispered. I walked closer to her; her scent was getting me aroused, and my breathing got faster. I held her neck and caressed her boobs. They were soft, smooth, and I could feel the big, puffed nipples in my hand. “WOW,” I exclaimed, “nice nipples.” “They are yours,” she said. I played with her boobs, kissed, licked, sucked and bit them. I did all I could to make her excited and shiver just with my mouth on her boobs. She was wet and ready, but I didn’t make any further move. Let me find the next piece of your cloth, I said. Then I stumbled upon her undies. I took a sniff, and I could smell the same scent of her body. “What did you find?” she asked. “Your undies.” I proclaimed. I walked towards her, and before I could make a move, I found out she was already playing with her pussy and was wet. I could hear slow moans; the excitement and anticipation were building now as she was horny and wet. This is my chance, I thought. I cupped her face and kissed her. She responded while her hand was still massaging her pussy. She asked me to get naked, and I did at once. We started to smooch; I sat on her. Our naked bodies are touching each other and releasing the heat. We were making full-on love now.