Sex With A Raddiwala
Couple
Submit Report Hi I am Pinky, 27 years old and a figure of 36-30-38. I weigh about 58 kgs and I am 5’2″. I am married and having a child. My husband is a small businessman and is mostly out of town for 10-12 days a month. I stay in a suburb in Mumbai. I am inclined towards sexual fantasy right from my childhood, mostly directed towards my cousin brother Karan. He is a doctor now. I am a housewife. As my husband is out of town mostly, I find it difficult to contain my sexual urge. My cousin Karan and I had various sexual encounters before I got married. I have has many post-marriage encounters too with him. I will tell about them in my next stories. Today I will tell you one incident where I was so desperate that I slept with a roadside raddiwala. This was in May. My husband had gone to Kolhapur for 10 days. I was alone at my home. It was afternoon and I was lying on my bed. My kid was sleeping in the bedroom. I was just surfing through the TV. Nothing interesting. Then suddenly there was this English movie going on and a very passionate sex scene was going on. It reminded me of the wonderful sex that I used to have with my cousin Karan, I wish he was here, but even he wasn’t in the city. I was feeling so desperate. I was wearing a gown then. When at home I don’t wear any thing inside. It’s just the gown that i put over my body. I pulled the gown up and started masturbating. My pussy was all wet. My breasts were all engorged with the sexual urge that wanted to explode desperately. Suddenly i got startled with a shriek noise! It was the doorbell. Someone was waiting at the door. I wiped my wet fingers to my gown and opened the latch. A young male, dark and wearing a torn vest and a lungi with a measuring scale in his hand was standing. “Memsaab. kuch raddi (newspaper) hai kya?” I said, “Nahi hai!” and banged the door quickly behind me. As I returned back to the sofa, my mind suddenly had different thoughts. The sexual urge was so intense that I felt so desperate after seeing a man around me, irrespective of who he was. I again opened the door. He was still there on the same floor, about to ring the doorbell of the neighbours. I quickly said, “Bhaiya, aa jao, thoda sa raddi hai ghar mein!” He didn’t ring the bell and removed his slippers outside and entered the room. The smell of the masculine sweat was as mesmerising as it increased my sexual tension even more. I told him to sit on the sofa. He was surprised to see me locking the door again from inside. But I did not react to make it very obvious. “I will just see how much raddi is there. Till then you sit here. ok? By the way, wait I will get you some water. Whats your name?” “Raju!”, he said. He just kept looking at me. I wasn’t feeling awkward as I was used to such kind of attention from the opposite sex. As i turned back, I could catch his eyes quickly staring at my big boobs. I wanted just that. I smiled to myself and went inside the kitchen, got a bottle of water and a glass. I wanted to start right away. So in order to seduce him, I opened the buttons of my gown so that my cleavage was just visible. I went into the living room. As I came close to him, I said, “outside there is so heat na, first have some water and then we will sort out the raddi properly.” “Ok” he said. Then I purposely bent a little to pour the water from the bottle in to the glass. As I did that, My gown fell forward a bit, and I was sure my cleavage would be easily seen from that view. I quickly looked at him and yes the trick had worked. I caught him again peeking at my boobs, I was enjoying this. Then I went inside and brought a stack of newspaper in the living room. As I wanted to spent a longer time with him i thought of an idea. I said, “Bhaiy, there are English as well as Hindi newspapers in this. I want to keep the English newspaper. you take away the hindi ones. so let us first sort this out. He sat down in front of me. I also sat down. i pulled my gown upto the knees in a pretext to sit comfortably and exposed my thighs to him. He was glued to my beauty. Then we started sorting out the newpapers one by one. I kept bending purposefully to keep my cleavage well in his view. The effect had already started as I could see a bulge in his lungi. That gave me a lot of confidence. But I couldnt gather the courage to break the ice. Suddenly my kid started crying. I looked at him and said, “Sorry but my kid has woken up. I will just come in a while. will you please continue this.” “Jee memsaab, aap jaaiye, main kar deta hoon.” he said. My kid was probably hungry. I went into the bedroom. I decided to breast feed him. That gave me a better idea. I went back to him and said, “Bhaiya, I am breast feeding my baby. So i wil take about 10 minutes to come. You please sort out the remaining papers.” he nodded and said, “haan thik hai memsaab.” I turned behind with a smile and went inside the bedroom, My bedroom is clearly visible from the living room. And the mirror in the bedroom is so positioned that the reflection is clearly seen from the living room. So i purposely sat in such a position that I was clearly seen by Raju. I took my baby in my lap and opened my left boob and let my child feed on me. After a few seconds I quickly saw from the corner of my eyes whether my plan was succesful. And yes it was! Raju was only staring at me, holding his crotch. He must be surely masturbating. I went still further and dropped the gown completely through both the shoulders so that both my breasts were fully outside. That must have made Raju enjoy. After a few minute, my own sexual fantasies were overcoming me. My baby had gone to sleep again so I kept him in the cradle and came back in the room. This time I kept all my buttons open. That it made all my cleavage visible with my left boobs. I wanted him to make the first move.