It so happened that once we had to go to Haldwani to attend the marriage of one of my very close friend. A day before we had to leave, another of my friend Shalini (changed name) called me up to confirm if I was going to attend the marriage function. Since it was a long journey, she asked if we could join them in their car so that all four of us could enjoy the drive and return together as she would be staying back enroute at his parent’s home.

She did not want her husband to drive all alone on the highway as she was concerned about his safety. I asked my husband who took the matter lightly and consented. He even suggested taking his own car but since they were coming from opposite direction and our home was on the way, she said that they would take their car as it hardly matters. The next morning they both came to our home to pick us up. Our drive to the marriage place was very enjoyable. My friend Shalini and her husband Arvind (again not his real name) were a nice easy going couple.

After the marriage, we had planned to leave for Delhi immediately but we all were too tired since it was a hard day for us coming all the way and attending the functions. We rested the night in the hotel and started our return journey after breakfast the next day. We halted at Moradabad where Shalini had to stay at her brother’s home for a few days. After spending some time at her brother’s place, we three left for Delhi and it was already late afternoon. The weather had turned cloudy and heavy rain was sure to come any time.

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Arvind was driving his car at a fairly good speed and we wanted to cover as much distance as possible before rain arrive and slow our speed. But soon the rain started falling heavily and Arvind had to reduce the speed but still he was driving moderately fast. Big pools of water was forming on the road and it was not visible if the road was clear or some pot hole etc. was there I even asked Arvind to reduce the speed further but he just smiled and assured me not to bother and he would get us all within time.

I had seen the sign board of a highway motel not far and I suggested stopping there for some refreshment and we should wait for the rain to stop. He said that taking a cup of tea was fine but we should continue our journey so that we could reach Delhi in time as the rain had slowed down but still falling lightly. We were passing through a small highway side village where the water was stagnent on the road and we were driving through it with considerable speed. All of a sudden there was a big sound and our car received a big jolt making me give out a loud cry.

The car had stopped. We all got down in the rain to see what had happened and our inspection showed us that the car had hit a big pot hole and boulders lying there in. Arvind got inside the car again and tried to take out the car by reversing it. Some how he made it after my husband too applied some force but we found that the suspension was badly damaged and the radiator was leaking. It was not possible to carry on our journey any more in this condition and the car had to be repaired.

Thankfully there was one motor mechanic shop visible and Arvind and my husband went there while I was sitting inside the car. The mechanic on his arrival and inspection informed that the suspension work could not be done here but he would repair it to the extent that it would take us through to our home But the radiator has to be repaired by another shop which was a couple of mile beyond. Since there was no other option we agreed to this. He further informed us that there was a small highway motel about a ten minute walk from here where we could rest.

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It was decided that first we all should go to the motel and take a room and leave me there and then come back and get the car repaired. This would ensure that I would not have to wait on the road. The motel he referred was at a good twenty minute walk in the drizzling rain and we all were soaking wet by the time we reached there. My saree on being wet was sticking to my body revealing my whole body figure. The blouse was also revealing my bra I was wearing under it and even my chest portion was visible to some extent.

I was aware that Arvind was eyeing me constantly and I would try to cover my body with the wet saree and in the process some more of my back and tummy would be visible. We took a room there and leaving me there to dry myself, both the men left to get the car repaired. It was a simple room with limited furniture and an attached bath. As I was getting uncomfortable in the wet clothes, once my husband and Arvind left, I started removing my wet saree and after drying it spread it on the chair and table.

I opened the hooks of my blouse and removed it from by body and spread it too to dry. I took a towel from the bathroom and rubbed my body dry. Lifting and raising my petticoat, I rubbed my legs dry and finally settled down on the bed. The waiter had already given a tray of tea and some snacks. I started sipping the hot tea and began to relax lying on the bed. I did not know how long it would take for us to restart our journey. I do not know why but lying on the bed semi nude with my clothes spread in a motel room was making me hot inside.

My pussy was getting moist and I wished if some one could be here to take me satisfy me. These were nothing but silly feelings that come up to your mind in such situations. I lifted the curtains and looked out, the rain had almost stopped but still a very light drizzle was falling. I was sure that it would still take a couple of hours for the car to get repaired and we are back on our journey.

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I was still at the windows when I heard a sound at the door and it opened suddenly and Arvind stepped inside. I was standing only in my bra and petticoat and greatly embarrassed, Arvind who was holding his bag in one hand and the keys in other were gaping at my body. He was eyeing my breast which was barely covered by the cups of my bra, my slim and flat tummy still wet petticoat that showed off my figure without concealing any part. I could see a feeling of lust and sex comes in his eyes.

I had totally forgotten the keys to our room were not with me when I had started removing my clothes for drying up. I failed to take care of that and now Arvind had entered the room casually when I was in a semi nude position. I covered my breasts with my hands and I grabbed the towel lying nearby to cover my bare breasts. Arvind made no attempt to leave the room and he had come further inside with a lustful smile on his face. He was eyeing every part of my body which a towel was unable to hide completely.

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Before my marriage I had two dear friends named Mukesh and Jaspal.

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We used to drink fuck whores together in my flat but after my marriage to Manjeet this all stopped and I was not in touch with them.

Sometimes I used to get call from them but I avoided them as both were heavy drunkard and after drinking they must have some prostitute to fuck.

Once while I was shopping with Manjeet I met Mukesh and Jaspal and both of them greeted us and they were constantly looking at my wife while chatting with me.

I knew both of them were looking wickedly at my wife’s body.

I introduced them to Manjeet and told her that they are my old friends.

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Manjeet was very surprised that she never met them before although she knew my other friends.

She herself invited them to come to our house without even knowing that they have come into my flat hundred of times bringing all types of whores to fuck them.

We left the market and went home and in night Manjeet started discussing about my friends.

She asked whether my friends were married or not and I truthfully told her that both of them r cheap drunkards and after drinking daily they would require some girl or lady to for fucking.

Manjeet was very astonished to hear from me such kind of words for my friends as she found both of them from good family.

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We had great sex that night maybe Manjeet was fantasizing about them and she had three orgasms that night.

Next day we forget about our friends and we came to our old routine but after few months we were getting quite bored.

I told Manjeet we should now have a baby but Manjeet did not agreed to it as she wanted to enjoy her freedom.

She then asked me to invite my old friends for dinner but I was against it as I would have to serve them drinks and maybe some where after they got drunk.

Manjeet told me not to worry as they would be decent in front of her.

I knew something fishy was going on as I did not expect this kind of reply from her.

Next day I gave a call to them and invited them for dinner around 8 pm..

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Manjeet was wearing a black saree with her navel exposed and she was looking damn gorgeous with tight bra as her huge boobs wanted to ooze out of her tight blouse.

As the doorbell rang I opened the door and there were my two old friends standing.

We greeted each other and and I told them to have a seat.

As soon as they saw Manjeet they greeted her with warm smile and even presented a gift to her.

Both Mukesh and Jaspal were wearing suits and were looking quite decent.

I went to the bar to offer them drinks but they refused but since I to told them for old times sake they accepted my offer and soon we all three were having drinks on the rocks while Manjeet was busy preparing snacks for our drinks.

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Hi, everyone, it’s me Abhilash (wrong name obviously) again came with a new indian wife sex story. Firstly, lemme tell you, I am a fan of this website and love to read all literotica, indian sex stories, cuckold sex stories and what not. And as usual it’s a bit lengthy and don’t be impatient and I guarantee you a satisfying ending. So without any further delay let’s come to point.

As we all know the every business family has a business class mentality, they try to put their children into their own business as early as possible and same thing happened to me also. My dad is a distributor of some FMCG companies and we had a distributorship business within the town and in nearby areas. So usually we use to send goods in our vehicle and they use to pay through RTGS and sometimes we have to go there by yourself to collect the payment.

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One day one of our party failed to pay and we decided to stop business with him for good and got another shopkeeper whose sales is way better than the previous one. One day I went to my classes. Coincidentally I was studying my MBA at a University which was situated in that area. So my dad instructed me to collect some payment from that party. So I communicated with that person and it was like 2.00 pm lunchtime, so I went to his home. I rang the bell and a beautiful lady opened the door.

I was mesmerized by her beauty. She was wearing a red green Saree with a light makeup on her face with a gajra in hair. She was damn pretty. The way she wore her Saree was amazing. Just showing a little cleavage and 3 inches of the stomach. Under that blouse, she has 38 inches of melons and round shape of hips. I went inside the house and sat on the sofa, she offered me a glass of water. Then I came to know she is the wife of the shop owner who was in between 28-30 age. And her husband who was dealing with us was about 37-38 year old. I jerk off 3 times that day thinking about the bhabi.

So after that day whenever I met bhaiya I use to tell him “or rtgs mat kiya karo bhaiya, me to idhar roz ata hu, mera Mba ka classes chalta hai. Ap jab bolenge me khud ake collect kar liya karunga, kyu bekar me bank ka tension paloge”. And he convinced and its like a lucky draw coupon for me. I just have to wait to find out that I am lucky enough or not.

Things are now better than normal, we have improved our business relationship and bhaiya use to call me every week for payment and I use to collect the money sometimes from the shop sometimes from their home.

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This is now a regular service between us. I was trying to get close to bhabi as much as possible. After a few months now I can easily prank her. She also use to order some of her work and I am more than happy to do it. Actually, I was trying out my luck and needed a key to enter her house. One day they have a family function and they invited our family. I went to their home alone with my best clothes. It was their daughter’s 19th birthday. Then I realized bhabi is much older than I thought, her age was actually 37 years. I went to their home a little bit early as bhabi told me to come and help them with some work.

Everything was perfect but at the end bhaiya created some scene. Bhaiya was drunk with some of their friends to their overcapacity and not in a stable position. Bhabi went after him to manage her husband but he scolded him in front of everyone. And she almost cried and embarrassed as hell. I went there to help bhaiya calm down and took him to his bed room and make him rest on his bed. The party went off, everyone headed to their house. Bhabi’s mood was completely spoiled so as her daughters. I was clearing their terrace throwing all the plates and foods in the dustbin meanwhile bhabi came and help me silently. It was very awkward moment for me. I was feeling very bad about her. Her eyes were wet so I went near her and tried to console her that its ok don’t take it seriously and stuff like that.

She turn around and started crying, I was scared what happen and make her sit on the chair and wipes her tears. At that time I don’t have any sexual feelings for her. I just wanted to make her happy. It was not a loud cry but her tears were flowing from her eyes and I didn’t think twice and hugged her tightly and started whispering near her ears that I am here no need to worry. I can feel her breast now whose size is now increasing and decreasing with the rhythm of her breathing. After a minute she holds me by my shoulder and pulled me more tightly. I started rubbing her back through her blouse. I can feel now her skin above the blouse and lower back. I loosen up my grip and we were very close to each other’s face and I unwantedly kissed her lips holding her face. She was not in a mood of thinking right and wrong and started reciprocating me. We were kissing each other like 5-6 minutes and she pushed me suddenly and went downstairs, I was shocked. I went to my home and think what just happened, is it true or am I dreaming?

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After few days I got a call from bhabi and she told me to get her a memory card of 32gb. I was stuck in college for some project work and after finishing everything it was like 5 in the evening. bhaiya was in the shop so I went to bhabi’s house, she was behaving normally I expected it would be something else. I gave memory card to her and she told me to download some videos for her, she took her mobile phone and sat beside me on the sofa and I was teaching her how to download things on youtube. I said “m sorry bhabi for that night whatever happened between us” she replied, “ hmm it’s ok I know it was my fault I was not on state deciding right or wrong and got carried away”. I said, “ is this normal for you what bhaiya did on that night”. she replied, “ yup it happens sometimes but never did on any function, now I am used to it. So don’t worry”. It was a bit silence after what she said, I didn’t know how to make her comfortable and decided to tell her the truth.

I said, “ you know what bhabi you are really beautiful and any man would feel lucky to have such a beautiful wife, I wish you were my wife, honestly I am really attracted to you and wanted to get close to you.” She said,” look at your guts don’t you feel ashamed telling me like that, I am a married woman and whatever is between me and my husband I don’t have any problem with that. so clean your dirty thought about me or you are going to face the consequences.” Situation was getting intense I started feeling regret telling her the truth. I said,” I know its wrong but I can’t control myself I tried my best to get away from you but I failed. Please try to understand me, I want to hurt you neither your life.

I just want to be a part of it” and saying this I went near her I said, “don’t be scared I just want you to feel the same what I feel for you”. And I kissed her she got back, I again lean forward and kissed her convincingly. She was not responding so I hold her face from my left hand and her waist on right hand. She was hesitating initially but things are sorted out between us and then she started responding, couple of minutes later we had a tongue fight. She whispered “ye sab sirf hum dono k bich hi rahega ok kisi or k samne nai” I nodded and started chewing her earlobes. She was pulling my hair and pushing my face into her chest. I slid down to her beauty bones and kisses all over the place. Then I removed her pallu and her huge cleavage was exposed in front of me. I caressed my hand through her chest, bhabi was relaxed on the sofa. I can clearly see now her mangoes.

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Moving up and down in the blouse. I started opening the hooks of the blouse and unhooked her black lace bra from her back. I removed her blouse and bra and she was cooperating with me. She started unbuttoning my shirt and made me completely shirtless. She hugged me tightly and started caressing my back. she whispered in my ears “I love you abhi, please love me”. I held her breast in my hand squeezing them hard but gently. She makes lied down on her lap and gave me her nipples to drink her milk. I started sucking one breast and squeezing the other one. I was unaware completely when she unbuckled my jeans and holding my penis and caressing my balls.

I told her” mat karo zor zor se mera ho jayega” bhabi didn’t listen to me and started jerking me with more speed. And in no time I ejaculated. I got up and make bhabi’s leg up on the sofa and pushed all her saree back up to thigh to access her pussy. She understands what I am thinking and she did on her own, I removed her panty and started licking and sucking her hairy pussy lips which were covered in cum. She was moaning loudly and I tried to ssshhuussss her by putting my finger on her lips, she started sucking my finger. The room was filled with her body aroma and she forgets that she is married. In between this, my penis was erected again. I stood up and leaned to kiss bhabi, while kissing her bhabi hold my penis and guided towards her fuddi. I went inside with a push. Bhabi locked her legs around my hips and I started fucking her. The sound of thap thap was the only thing I was hearing and bhabi was moaning aaaah aaaah slowly.

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I was in heaven I can not believe in my eye, few months before I was jerking in the images of this woman in my mind and right now she is under me half nude holding me while I am fucking her pussy. I stayed inside her about 13-14 minutes and I was on my climax. I said “ bhabi mera ho jayega… apka hua ki nai ? “ she said “ mera do bar ho chukka hai please mat nikalna bahar” listening to her words I gain my booster and started fucking with my full strength and in 5 minutes I cummed inside her. After ejaculating my semen inside her I was in no strength and I stayed inside her and rested my head on her breast. She started kissing me and said, “thank you so much for your love, I was dying for such love and you made my dream possible, now I understand your love and I happily accept you as my lover.” I replied, “I love you too bhabi” she said” ajse bhabi nai sirf POOJA”. That’s all for now keep posting your feedback. this is the introductory part so it was a litle boring. next part will be full of sex and sex only.

Thanks for the patience and reading this story. After this incident, we had regular sex encounter between us, in their shop, in the park and one time behind her husband’s back.

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