Lavanya Blowjob Practice
Hello, sex story readers. This is the true sex story. As Lavanya changed out of her office clothes, she wondered if she would be able to go through with her plan. Outside her bedroom, in the living room, Ajay waited for her to return. He was as conflicted about what was about to happen as Lavanya. He couldn’t believe that he was here to get a blowjob from his best friend’s wife. He had known that Lavanya’s marriage to his friend wasn’t going well. From the heady days just after the marriage when Kiran would go on and on about how wonderful his wife was, of late it was all complaints about her. Eventually, it came out that he no longer enjoyed sex with his wife. He also told Ajay that he was seeing another woman, casually. So it wasn’t very surprising when Lavanya called him and asked to “talk” to him. During their coffee meet-up, she told him how the marriage was on the rocks and that she and her husband could not have a simple conversation on any subject without it blowing up into an argument. “We can’t pick up a packet of instant noodles with a full-blown argument”, was how she put it. As a good friend, Ajay lent his ears to both of them. Of course, he had to admit that there was a sort of voyeuristic pleasure in hearing both sides of a most intimate war. He began to see Lavanya as a woman, not just his friend’s wife. He also noticed that she had begun to dress up a little less conservatively whenever they would meet without Kiran around. Keep reading stories from indiansexstories dot net, a leading site for porn stories. For instance, this evening, when she came to pick him up at his apartment, she was wearing a cute summer dress. It was made of a white, almost transparent cloth. It was sleeveless and stopped well short of her knees. The chest was cut low so it showed off her ample cleavage. Considering that she had 34DD cups, it was an amazing cleavage. Yes, he knew her cup size. It was part of an “experiment”. The experiment was Lavanya’s idea. Unknown to him, she had another friend with whom she discussed her problems. Geetha was a colleague and close confidant. It was her idea that Lavanya should try to make herself more attractive to Kiran, in order to get his attention. One of the ideas was to try were “attractive” clothes when she would meet Ajay and gauge his reaction. At first, Lavanya would try to read Ajay’s reactions but she was getting nowhere. So she began to ask him directly. She would ask him things like, “Does this dress show my cleavage?” or “Do I look sexy?” From there, it had progressed to asking Ajay to buy her “sexy” clothes she could wear at home with the aim of attracting her husband’s attention. Ajay was enjoying the whole thing. He would buy her outrageous outfits that she could wear at home. He also got her to agree to send him pics of her in those outfits. His excuse was that it would help him choose better outfits based on she looked in the ones he got her. He now had a USB drive full of extremely suggestive and sexy pics of hers. Basically, from both sides, Ajay and Lavanya were flirting with each other while thinking the other was unaware of their intentions. The idea for the evening in question was brought up by Lavanya over coffee a week ago. “Ajay, do men really enjoy blowjobs?” she asked him. “Of course”, he replied. “Any man who tells you otherwise is a liar.” “I’ve never given Kiran a blowjob. Do you think, I should try that?” “Can’t harm”, he told her. “What if he thinks I’m a slut for wanting to do that?” she asked him. “Every man wants his wife to be a slut in his bed and a Sati-Savitri outside of it”, he told her. After a longish pause, she asked him, “How is it possible to take that thing in your mouth?” “That I don’t know. Fortunately, I’ve never had to do that. But I guess you can compare it to going down on a woman and that is something I’ve always enjoyed.” “You do that?” “Of course”, he told her. “I totally enjoy it.” “I’m not sure if I can do it. Apart from him thinking of me as a slut, I’m worried I may bring up as soon as I have him inside my mouth and that would only make things worse.” “That it would”, he agreed with a laugh. As they were leaving the coffee place, she asked him, “Would you like to help me?” “I thought I was”, he told her. “I mean with the blowjob thing. Kiran is going out of town this coming Monday. Maybe you could come over and I could, you know, maybe, practice on you?” “Fuck Lavee, that’s taking this thing to a whole new level. You sure you want to go there?” “I don’t know. But I’ll be honest, irrespective of what happens, of late I think of you a lot and I’d like to get…you know….more …. like …. Intimate with you.” She was blushing hard and wouldn’t make eye contact with him. As for him, the blood coursed through him like there were a million race cars driving round and round in his veins. “I have to say, it’s the same with me. It’s just that I’m worried we may not be able to stop it once we cross that line.” “I know”, she agreed. “Anyways, there is almost a whole week to go. If either of us changes our minds we can always call it off.” So that is how they ended up here. She pulling on a thin pink dress that showed more than it hid. She decided not to wear anything under the dress. Over it, she pulled on a thin shrug that gave her attire a thin veneer of respectability. Very thin. She looked at her almost naked body in the mirror and she had to accept that she was attractive. She was what one would call petite and pretty. When you see her, the first thing that you notice is the large boobs on her otherwise small body. Apart from the big breasts, daily yoga kept her in reasonably good shape. Satisfied with how she looked, she left the bedroom and joined Ajay in the living room.