Jawani Diwani – A Woman’s Thirsty Escape Into Sex With Her Tenant
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Submit Report Hi all you smart guys and girls. This is Ira, a 24 year old married woman living in Hyderabad. I’m a horny girl who’s unsatisfied with my sex life. We (my husband and I ) are 7 years apart and he never wants to indulge in any foreplay. My sexual urges are huge. I can take my man for hours. I’m a wild whore who wants to be screwed several times before the night can end. My vital stats are 36-26-37. My eyes are grey and I have waist length hair. My boobs shape is round and my stomach is a flat helipad. I mean, you can spin a top on my navel and I can balance it till it finishes spinning. I spend an hour in the gym every afternoon. They boys at the gym, I know have a lot of fantasies on me. Because, my curves and moves can’t be missed. My husband, Harry is a money lender. We had three apartments in our building and stayed in one of them. We gave one apartment to 2 bachelors, Vinod and Sanjay on rent. They’re handsome. Sanjay is over friendly, while Vinod (my crush) pretended it be busy or reserved. Harry had rented them the apartment 15days before our marriage. I had been married for 9months. We had gone for three honeymoons and enjoyed nice locales. But alas, our bedroom life was sad. All I expected was some kissing, a little cuddling, some pressing, and a whole lot of licking. But Harry was interested in getting over it as soon as possible. Our sex was just an obligation for him. My friends used to brag about how great their partners were. At times I would feel jealous, and many times helpless. I spent my days and nights watching porn, while Harry would snore in bed. I wondered that at the gym, guys wanted to become pally with me. Girls had become jealous of the attention I got. And my husband didn’t even care of admiring my beautiful curves. During the day, I used to wear track pants and t-shirt. In the bathroom, I used to see what a curvaceous body I owned. One day I decided that I should do something about my sex life. I wanted a man to satisfy me in bed. I thought about the boys in the gym. My coach, my friends’ husbands. I fantasized being fucked by the boys. But my will power to seduce them was not taking off. And that’s when I thought of Vinod. I kept a watch on Vinod and Sanjay. Their incoming and out going times. And the times when Vinod would be alone. Vinod was not a day older than 30. He had a well built body. He wore skin fitting t-shirts and jeans all the time. He would teach tennis at the nearby club. I knew that he came back from work at 12pm and rest till 4pm. Then head back to work at 430pm to 630pm. Harry would always be at home, as his only time out was during bank hours. I was spending my lazy days watching porn and fantasizing about Vinod. My opportunity came. Sanjay had to go to his native, Trichur for 15 days for his sisters marriage. He invited Harry to come for a holiday. Very instantly, Harry agreed. But I put my foot down. I was frustrated. My husband never cared for sex and me. All he wanted was booze and dance. We had an argument. He decided that he would to alone for seven days. I couldn’t believe that he would do this. It left me and Vinod alone. Yummmm. What a chance! On the day he was departing, Vinod also came to drop him. At the station, he asked Vinod to look after me. He also told me that Vinod will be there and I should command him if I wanted anything. I bit my lower lip. Vinod asked him not to worry as he could depend on him. We drove back and I kept nuzzling his hand when he changed gears. I asked him about the wine he enjoyed. He mentioned Black Dog. I told him, even I too liked to take a Black Dog. All the while I spoke in double meaning, so he may get the signals. He changed and came to my flat at 8pm. I was wearing a double black silk nightie. It was knee length. My round boobs stood like headlights facing him. I opened and welcomed him. He asked me to serve dinner as he wanted to take rest. He had to be up early for coaching next day. I opened the bottle of Black Dog and poured a big peg on the rocks. For both of us. While drinking, we discussed many things- movies, music, superstars and then to sex. He said that he had been out with a girl of 18. And he had a golden chance to fuck her as a virgin. His drink went from one to four-five pegs. He spoke about the beautiful things he did with her in bed.And I too told him that my life was better before marriage. At least I could move around freely with my friends and enjoy. He asked me what I meant by enjoy. I told him that I’m a horny person in bed while Harry never showed any interest in me. He put his hand on my shoulder and told me not to worry.I told him to remember the promise he has given to my husband. To ‘look after me’, meant to ‘fuck me well’. He was shocked. He said that he respected me, but didn’t see me in that way. I opened the straps of my nightie and disrobed the upper gown. My boobs were pointing to him. I lifted my hands and told him that I wanted him to fuck me. His eyes were glued on my armpits. I hugged him and told him how I imagined his cock would be. I told him about my horny feelings of fucking him from top. And how while I rode on his rod, I would have he an opportunity to suck my melons. My hands went to his shorts and found a hard rod. He told me to excuse him, as he didn’t want an issue with his landlord. I told him that now it was too late. He had already come into my house. I was already in half clothes. He was totally drunk. And if I screamed, the other apartment guys would know that he was doing something to me. He pleaded me to leave him. I told him that he can go back, but after satisfying me in bed. I took him to the bedroom where I had laid white sheets and had the scent of fresh flowers. I laid him on the bed and pulled away his shorts. He attempted to cover his erect cock. I pushed away his hands and climbed on top of him.