High-on Adrenaline Sex On A Balcony
Hi, all Indian sex story readers. This is Madhan here with a story of a newlywed housewife. First of all, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback for my stories . I am a story writer with many stories published. About Me: I am a Madhan of 28 years of age, 6″ tall, south Indian complexion, broad shoulder, and a normal body with skills of tasting a body erotically. I belong to one of the cleanest cities in India, Mysuru, but currently working in Bangalore (which has all varieties of chicks/aunties). Horny unsatisfied housewives, sexy young baby dolls, and wanna have fun ladies (Bengaluru) can reach me on my Hangout and mail [email protected]. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed. Telegram @msarsstr. Coming to the story, Hema approached me through telegram appreciating my story. We became good friends and chatted about normal routine stuff for the first three days. She grew comfortable and we shared our lives’ wildest unforgettable events. Hema was a true Bengalurean, born and bought up here. Hema was a very pretty and cute girl during her college days. She had enjoyed the erotic life with several many boyfriends. After college, a rich businessman approached for her hand for marriage. She immediately agreed, married at the age of 23, and settle down. She did leave all her sluttish college life behind her. She changed her contact number and deleted her social media account. She started dedicating her life to her loving husband, his family, and later kids. Hema has two kids a boy and a girl. Hema completed her 10th anniversary a month back. Suddenly Glancing back now after 10 years, she wanted to be crazily bitten. Past few days she started having a huge craving for wilder sex and her appetite for bodily pleasures was high. On the other hand, the husband was too busy working the day out with his successful business. He comes home tired and stressed out. Indeed when he wanted to satisfy or bang Hema hard, his dick was not supporting. Hema had lived a considerably aggressive passionate sex life before and after marriage too. She had never wanted to cheat on her loving husband. She wanted a secret anonymous friend to share all her desires. I was the friend she opted to share her life story, wild thoughts, and unfulfilled desires. She was kind of got attached to me within days of chatting. We became very close to each other, sharing detailed day-to-day chores. I told her about my plan of fulfilling the fantasy of a girl reader. She loves to hear the sequence of events. We started to talk over audio and video calls. She was indeed very pretty, cute, and a hot lady in all the aspects of a woman of her age. One night while I was describing my threesome session with a couple, she told me, “I have a fantasy” She wanted to have sex on the balcony of her apartment while her husband and kids are in deep sleep. I told her I am dying to fulfill her fantasy. She told me that she cannot cheat her husband and it is wrong. I told her that there will be no strings attached and it will be very carefully planned and executed. She did not reply to my messages. She cleared our chat history and avoided replying to me. After a week of no response, she messaged me, “are you sure?”. I asked her emotional consciousness of continuing to leave happily with her husband forgetting and erasing the guilt of cheating. She replied, “it is difficult and I will feel guilty of my doing” I told her to forget about the fantasy. We continued to be normal friends solving each others day to day problems. She became very comfortable with me as a true anonymous dirty friend with very good understanding. Whenever I was busy I never replied to her and the same when she was with her husband and we jelled nicely. It was on a Wednesday evening, when I checked the telegram she had left a message asking me to reach her. On messaging she immediately replied. She wanted to know my plans for the night and asked me on sparing the night away from home. I told her that there are no plans and I can stay the night away. She asked, “are you sure and will be okay” I asked her, “what is this all about. She again stopped responding. By the silence, I understood what she is coming at and told her it will be totally fine. But I want you to treat it like a non-emotional and no guilt just wild bodily pleasure. She told, “ok”. She told me to plan for the night. Her fantasy never got away from her head from the moment she confided in me. She had sent her kids to her mom’s place two days back. She shared her apartment address. She was staying at Godrej platinum, Hebbal, Bengaluru. I reached the apartment at 10 in the night as per the plan. She told me to sneak in without the security person noticing. I drove my bike into the apartment and parked my bike and walked briskly before the watchmen could stop me enquiring the details. Her husband reached home at 7 in the evening and was in their master bedroom with his laptop while I reached the floor of the Hema. I was updating her on my present locations through the texts. I told her, “I am in the lift to your wing”. When the lift door opened on the 9th floor, I saw hot Hema waiting outside. She signaled with her eyes, walked inside the flat briskly leaving the main door open. I was high on adrenaline with speedy racing heartbeats. I looked all around and noticed that the doors of the other two flats on this floor had their doors shut. I took a deep breath, slowly sneaked into Hema’s flat. The flat was very spacious with an open kitchen at the entrance. As I walked inside, I noticed the master bedroom and second bedroom next to each other. Hema pulled the master bedroom door shut from outside, where her husband was busy with his laptop. I could hear English songs from the speaker of the room. After the second bedroom, a big hall with a see-through glass outside of which was the balcony.