The Tables Have Turned Part 1

The Tables Have Turned Part 1
Hi, sex story fans, Every morning at around 8 a.m., there would be a blaring of music from a particular apartment which would be audible in the adjacent lanes of the housing estate. At times, it irritated neighbors and some have even spoken to the concerned apartment owner which had resulted in coaxing the owner to be more responsible with the volume of the music. The thing is that this owner was Rajesh and he religiously woke up at the same time every morning to invest an hour on exercises and some occasional yoga amidst the loud music as it infused passion and vigor into his workout. He wasn’t the muscular or bulky type; rather he was more slim and lean which had deep cuts and prominent muscle definition. Moreover, he was a simple college-going adult and famously got along with members of the opposite sex. In spite of his frankness and friendliness, he never took undue advantage of them and held up his gentlemanly trait, though he knew he was much coveted by many of his female counterparts. His opened balcony door could allow him to look across the street at various other apartments and after every morning’s exercise routine, he would grab a cup of freshly brewed coffee and sit on his balcony swing immersed emotionally deep into his music. He always had a feeling of being watched whenever he took his seat on the swing but never could he fathom the authenticity of it which always made him shirk it off as a simple outburst of unrealistic imagination. Surely, he would look around but it was always the normal hustle and bustle of everyday life. A week passed and it was his weekly off from the college. The wall clock showed a little over 6 p.m. in the evening and Rajesh decided to pick up some groceries from a nearby market. He dressed up casually and went ahead on his planned errand. The market was somewhat crowded and now and then there would be slight jostling between shoppers but that wasn’t much a problem since all knew it was an accident and not really an indecent play. So, it happened. As Rajesh bent over to inspect some of the ginger and onions, he suddenly felt a hand caress his lower back which prompted him to turn to have a look. It was a young girl of more or less his age. One look at her face and he knew she was the playful type and her touch was intentional even though she tried excusing herself with some lame reason. Rajesh just passed a smile and a nod and returned back to his own task and he could hear her bickering and grumbling at the vendor opposite to his own; apparently a disagreement with the price of her chosen groceries. She then walked over to the vendor Rajesh was dealing with and began to browse through his goods. From the corner of his eyes, he could see her stealing glances at him but he played his cool and pretended to ignore her. The deal was made. Rajesh paid the man and assembled his belongings and proceeded to walk off when she bluntly said to the vendor, “You don’t have what I need.” Before the vendor could ask her anything, she had already hurriedly walked away and begun following Rajesh only a few feet behind him. As Rajesh exited the market and embarked on the footpath, he heard her voice again saying, “Hello!” He turned around and wasn’t at all surprised as he knew this girl was surely up to something mischievous. He returned the pleasantries and then introduced one another. In the midst of their small talk, they learned that they actually resided close to each other in the same colony. Though Rajesh tried his best to keep his composure, he kept picking up hints of naughtiness from her. “This petite girl is naughty and horny as fuck!” he thought silently. Her frequent brushes and touches sent clear signals of her openness and lustful desires of him. Her residence came first and upon reaching, a young woman in her late 20’s stood at the threshold of the building. On seeing her, she instantly reformed herself into a well-cultured and decent damsel. “Hi, aunty. This is Rajesh. I met him while grocery shopping and he is pretty skillful in the art of bargaining.” She said with a wink of an eye that was away from her aunt’s sight. Looking at him with her lustful eyes she continued, “Why don’t you pass me your number and I can go along with you for grocery shopping.I could use a man like you.” Rajesh knew well enough with what she meant by “use a man like you”, so he just dictated his number and she immediately punched it into her cell phone. He was a bit taken aback by the blank stare of her aunty which kind of suggested him to keep indecent thoughts away from her niece. Later that night, Rajesh music was interrupted by a buzz in his phone. On picking it up, he saw a message from an unknown number which baffled him and made him think hard about its identity. After a series of texts of identity cat and mouse chase, the person was none other than the petite girl he met at the market earlier that day. Seema was her name and both of them continued on small talks further till she broke the ice saying, “You know, you’re one hot guy. I’m lucky to have one like you living so close to me. You have a hot body.” “I know.you could always use a man like me, isn’t it? Just as you said so earlier”, Rajesh replied with a bit of flirtation. With her lead, they began to engage in a steamy session of sex chat. Seema had her eyes closed to envision every detail Rajesh elaborated which left her sweaty with beads of the sweat rolling down her rapidly heaving chest that made her small but firm breasts dance gracefully up and down in the air. His elaborations were so sensual that they made her clench her thighs together and feel the spasms of her drenched vagina. Her cute little nipples were enlarged, and her fingers rolled and twirled on them taking her to new heights of pleasure. “Oh God!” she exclaimed. “You are so erotic.Aaah” she added.

The foreplay itself made her so wet that it left a massive puddle on the bed sheet underneath her. She had an air conditioned room yet she didn’t switch it on. “Turn it on” Rajesh’s text read. “No.I like to do such things without it and make myself sweat like crazy. It turns me on and I get all the hornier.” She replied. By now, her sweating was uncontrollable and so was Rajesh’s. They have been at it for over an hour now. The heat was unbearable yet it drove her to insane pleasure. “I want to get nude now. It’s way too hot Rajesh.” she wrote. A couple of minutes later, Rajesh’s cell phone buzzed. He opened it and was astonished to see its content. His eyes were fixated on it. It was a photograph of Seema nude on the bed in an alluring pose revealing her sensual curves and her clean-shaven genital. Browse indiansexstories dot net for more arousing stories. “Wow!” he exclaimed. In the picture, she laid sideways on the bed crossing her legs revealing the clean slit of her vagina within the thigh gap. Her hand playfully held one of her perky breasts and her long thick black hair dangling in the air partly covering her pretty face that wore a mischievous smile. Rajesh resumed indulging Seema with more enticing texts. Her libido kept building with every description from Rajesh. She began feeling herself at the corners of her breasts and pinching her nipples. Her legs were locked tightly in the attempt to subdue the constant vagina spasms which made her jerk and tremble again and again. Her oozing could not stop as Rajesh’s eroticism was too much for her to take, and inevitably, it gave her several surges of orgasms that left her struggling to regain her steady breaths. “It’s time,” he said. She knew what he meant. Quickly, she grabbed her dildo and waited for his text. It arrived. “Feel it on your nipples. The hard, thick and humongous head rolling over them and smearing the precum all over.” The message read. She gasped on reading it and spat on her dildo and started doing as told. After a while, he said he was feeding it to her and quite instinctively she shoved the dildo into her mouth and began sucking vigorously on it imagining it to be Rajesh’s. Her vigor in her sucking created suction noises blended with her moans and gasps, and it led to her thick saliva dripping it down the dildo and down to her chin. She clearly knew how to blow and was an expert at it. “Stay right there. I am going down.” he texted. A few seconds wait felt like unending minutes for her, and then it came. “Look at those juicy lips.feels so warm on my tongue.” It gave her a hard jolt and contracted her vagina walls. Intuitively, her fingers found their way to her vagina and started smothering it with strokes. Her clit was hard and protruded. She played with it and her legs were swinging in and out uncontrollably. Her body was gleaming with all the sweat that made her look ravishing. Her droplets of sweat rolled down her brows, down her cheeks, dangled on her chin for a moment till it dripped onto her breasts. Once again she experienced a massive orgasm and made her lose her grip on her cell phone and it dropped on to her bed. She lay on the bed twitching like a near-dead person. A few seconds later her phone buzzed again. “Shriek aloud with my hard and fat penis inside your cute little vagina, feel it pumping in and out” Her eyes widened on reading it and quickly she grabbed her dildo, applied a coat of lubricant over it and penetrated it deep inside her even when she hasn’t fully recovered from the previous orgasm. She began thrusting her toy in and out of her making sure she widened her legs as much as possible for deeper penetrations. Her sighs turned to moans and then to even louder moans. With the intensity of her play with the dildo, she was experiencing a bit of pain but never submitted and it gave her more pleasure. Rajesh’s descriptions gave her more passion and offered her sensual pleasure she had never experienced before. By now, her vagina was overflowing with her cum. Imagining her dildo to be Rajesh’s manhood, Seema’s lust knew no bounds. Her bed sheet was soaked wet with all her secretions and she shamelessly rolled over it while punishing herself with her dildo. Her hair was wet with all her sweat and they covered her face in thick strands that gave her an unimaginable sex appeal. She invaded her vagina with the dildo in one hand while groping herself with the other. For the umpteenth time, she had a burst of a shattering orgasm that left her really weak and dehydrated. She thought to herself, “If this is how it is with him over text, I wonder how it is in reality.” At this point, she heard footsteps outside her bedroom door. “Gotta go. Talk again later.” She texted Rajesh. Thanks for reading my sex story.