Shubhra Discovers Her Sexual Side - Part 1
Hello all, this is Danish again with another story. I must first thank all of you for the overwhelming response to my earlier stories. Feedback is always welcome so please feel free to get in touch with me at my email given at the end. So, this story is based on a real-life incident of one of my readers, let’s call her Shubhra. The story is hers but the detailing is mine and I have taken some creative liberties to make it more interesting and erotic. The story would be a little long and in parts and I am writing it from her perspective. Hi, I am Shubhra, aged 40 years, married for 10 years, and mother of one child. The incident I am narrating happened about 5 years back during the wedding of one of my close friends. I was 35 years old at that time. Let me describe myself first. I have a very fair complexion with pink cheeks and lips with a good curvy figure of 34-30-36. My husband calls me a perfect MILF and loves to fuck me. He says that I can make even a dead man hard! We had a good sex life and it became more erotic and interesting after childbirth because I became curvier and yummier, with the right amount of fat at all the required places. However, my husband always told me that I needed more than what he could give me. He felt that my sexual appetite was more than what he could give me even though I used to just brush it off casually. He pointed out that I can be aroused very easily and it was not difficult to make me cum. It was quite frequent for me to have multiple orgasms during our sessions. He believed that I could take multiple partners one after the other without difficulty and have orgasms like never before. But I did not actually take him seriously. He would openly tell me that he would love to see me getting fucked by other men or participate in gangbangs, but I would just laugh it off. Anyways, coming to the story now. My very close friend was getting married (she was one year old to me at that time) and we were all charged up and enjoying ourselves as she had multiple functions one after the other. She had one Mama ji, who stayed in the US and who was about 12-13 years older than us. He was more like a friend to us. We used to call him ‘Mamu’ but were cool with him. He being the only brother of aunty (my friend’s mother) was quite involved and was looking after all the arrangements. On the wedding day, he was joined by his very close friend Zorawar, who too was settled in the US and both of them were unmarried. Zorawar was a well-built man and must be 6.4 feet in height. My husband was 6 feet tall and Zorawar was taller than him. He did not look huge but lean and strong and one could see his tight muscles through even his loose clothes. All of us were enjoying the party and were having drinks and all. I could feel that Zorawar’s eyes were constantly following me up, though we did not get to talk much but his eyes were on me throughout the party. I came to ask something from Mamu and Zorawar was also standing with him. While talking, I called him also ‘Mamu’ and he immediately said, “I am not your Mamu, you can call me ‘Bunny’ (His nickname).” I just smiled and said, “I will keep that in mind.” Throughout while talking, he was directly looking in my eye and I was kind of intimidated by his stare. I was dressed in a kind of lenga, with a crop-top choli, which made by cleavage and the shape of my boobs visible. My shoulders and back were also visible as the top had strings at the back and my fair skin was clearly peaking through all that. My problem with drinking is that I was used to having only light drinks and I get high very easily if I take more or hard liquor. However, that day since we were in a party mood and my husband was with me, I drank a bit more and soon started getting high. Another issue that I face after drinking is that I start feeling horny. My husband knows about it but he kept encouraging me to have more drinks since it was my best friend’s wedding. The wedding was in a five-star hotel and as it happens in Indian weddings, guests start leaving after dinner and thereafter, only close friends and family members stay for pheras and all. So, around 11 pm, the guests started leaving and only close friends and family members were there. But we all were still drinking and dancing and now I could feel that I was quite tipsy and losing control. So, I took a break and sat down for a while. My husband came and told me that he would be going back home in 10-15 minutes as our son needed to sleep now. I was required to stay back for the Pheras, vidai and all. So I asked him to stay back for some more time. He told me that he would go now and come back later at the time of Vidai and would pick me up. I told him that I was drunk now and not in a position to move around. So he called Bunny and asked him to take care of me. Bunny suggested that they have booked a few rooms in the hotel, so I should go and rest there for some time as Phera will take time to start. My husband asked Bunny to take me to the room and he will go home now as it was already getting late for our son. I was already drunk and could not contribute much to the discussion and just went with the flow. So, Bunny held my hand to help me stand and then held me tightly from my waist. My waist was all naked and feeling his rough hands on it instantly made me wet down my pussy. In that same position, we reached our floor through the elevator. And the moment we reach the corridor; Bunny hugged me more tightly and now his hand was right under my right boob. I could feel his fingers pushing my boob from below, but I neither had the strength to stop him nor the willingness! We reached the room and he made me sit on the bed and in the process, he felt my whole right boob with his hand. He offered me some water and asked me if I needed anything else. I just shook my head with a no.