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Desibahu — Sat, 29 May 2021 20:27:04 +0000

Hello readers, This is Aarav again sharing another true experience of my sexual journey. This tale has a special spot in my heart, being my first ever experience of intimacy with a woman.
I was 21 years at that time. My height is 5’7” and I weighed 70 kg at that time. This tale goes back to 2016. Payal was an amazingly seductive woman with sharp features. She was 24 years at that time with a height of 5’1” I guess. She had an amazing body structure of 34DD-28-32. On top of that, her being dusky made her amazingly attractive to many.
Payal was in a relationship for the past two years but found herself trapped with an abusive man who was pathetic both in bed and in real life. She admitted how she never felt any emotional or physical intimacy during her two-year-long relationship.
It is important to mention here that usually we read stories that talk about things that have nothing to do with reality. But in this story, I will try to address very prevalent issues which we all face.
Payal was that woman who never felt an orgasm in her life! You must be wondering that this can’t be true. I was equally shocked. She was that woman who was tutored by society never to touch herself on her own and neither did she want to feel pleasure by herself. Her partner was hardly aware of female pleasure and was nothing more than a cum-rolling machine.
We started talking and gradually found attraction for each other and kind of got infatuated. Payal wanted to give our friendship a try, to get out of her toxic relationship. We hanged out, went on dates, roamed around the city, and the moments we spent, felt so good to both of us.
Payal was not yet in the traditional sense of love with me, but I was totally soaked into her personality despite her being in a relationship. She was a radical woman when it comes to cheating on her boyfriend.
She had already cheated on him quite a few times, but this time, it was going to be special for her. She was into me more than any other fling of hers as she started giving me her total attention and all the time she could.
We started meeting almost daily, and after a month of dating, she decided to give it a try. To feel the intimacy, we already had enough of sexting and phone sex.
It was the summer of 2016. My friend used to live in old Rajinder Nagar in rented accommodation. I was there unintentionally for a staycation when Payal told me that we should try things in a closed room. I told her that I was at my friend’s place and he is a great guy who wouldn’t mind us using his accommodation. She agreed and the next day it was going to happen.
We talked the entire night and even had phone sex. Early morning, I shaved my pubes (for the first time) and waited for the moment. And there she was, standing right in front of me, right at 9:00 as if she was equally eager to feel that sensuality which she was deprived of for ages.
I introduced her to my friend who was already blushing knowing the fact why she was there. He took no time to make excuses and he left to go to his neighbor’s room, being a true friend.
As it was my very first time, butterflies were taking their flight right in the depth of my stomach. I was nervous. A perfectly, beautiful girl was right in front of me whom I love. She was 3 years elder than me, and with lots of sexual experience and with her peak touching expectations of feeling that ecstasy.
Payal went to the attached washroom to wash her face. I waited on the bed. Her fragrance in the room was enough to lighten up the mood. The AC was on 16 degrees as it was scorching 45 degrees outside. The blood was rushing in my veins 10 times faster than the usual speed.
Suddenly, the door of the bathroom opened, and she came out. She was in her denim and a line-top. She walked slowly, and sat right beside me on the bed, resting her back towards the wall with her legs straight.
To be very honest with you all, I was numb about how to initiate the act. I had never been with a girl before, although I have had a few kisses earlier in school with different girls.
I innocently told her that if she kept on sitting this way, how would I be able to hug her? She smiled and turned towards me. Then she sat on her knees facing me. I did the same and within a second, I pulled her close to me and held her tight in my arms as if I was going to dissolve myself into her.
The moment I hugged, her breath started to fill the room with their sounds. She was overwhelmed with my gesture of initiating by simply hugging her and expressing as if she is my life. I was so much in love.
Payal went numb. I could feel her body loosening as if it was me controlling her body. I kept on hugging her and kept on making my grip tighter for like 10 minutes so that she could feel comfortable.
I was lost in her natural fragrance. My face was right on her shoulder close to her neck, my cheeks were caressing her warm neck on which I could feel the nerves tickling like anything.
I do not remember when we parted, and how I reached her forehead to kiss there as if I was kissing my destiny. I kissed her forehead 2-3 times.
Then I started to caress my nose tip over hers, which was actually erotic as I could feel both of ours breath rushing out like anything. Now, both of our throats were feeling dry. While holding her, I kissed her cheek, the right one, and another kiss right below her ear. The kisses were soft and loving. Not lustful yet. I was divine in the bliss of intimacy that I was feeling.
I held her face with both my hands like a baby. I held her cheeks and planted a kiss on her chin and slowly our lips touched. She resisted with her eyes closed as if she wanted me to put in more effort. I kept on caressing her earlobes while caressing my cheeks on her cheeks.
Payal was testing how much I was into her, whether this was my sheer lust or I had something more than that for her.
I had nothing to fake. I was totally into her, taking care of her comfort and making her feel bliss. It was tough for her to cheat, although she had done it several times. But I knew that every time it needed much courage to win oneself again to seek what one wanted. And she was trying her best to be on the side where her happiness lay.
The AC was on 16 degrees. Despite that, she was sweating like anything and that fragrance of hers was making me even madder. I have always loved that fragrance of hers.
I moved to make her feel comfortable and kissed her closed eyes, one by one very gently. I had this feeling of kissing every millimeter of hers. I kissed her closed eyes, her eyebrows, the sides of her eyes towards the forehead, making a series of enormous and never-ending kisses which was turning her ultimately on.
Payal pushed me away with both her hands as if she is controlling herself and in the next moment she pulled me by my t-shirt and kissed me passionately on my lips. I had got my go-ahead signal. This was the third kiss of my life, but the first one with someone I love.
Our lips loved each other’s lips as it felt as if time had stopped. All came to a stand-still while we kissed each other’s juicy lips as if we wanted that kiss for ages. And there it was, the day we can satisfy our thirst.
We were unknown to the fact that this kiss was going to scale up the thirst which we both were controlling for quite a long time. An hour had already passed while we were still on our knees sitting over the bed, holding each other and lost in each other.
I do not remember for how long we smooched, but I could not feel my legs due to sitting in that posture. It must have been the same for her.
The moment we felt each other’s moisture through our lips, the lust started taking control. Payal let herself into my hands and I was kissing her as if I had been thirsty for ages. She had earlier told me how much she likes to imagine someone kissing her like a wild beast. I was her wild beast that she was looking for.
I kissed her entire place but kisses were not soft this time, they were intense, wet and it was more like sucking her soul through her body. The moment I reached her neck with my tongue, she moaned like anything and dug her nails into my back.
We were not bothered to undress each other, no piece of clothing was even moved. Intimacy is not about getting nude or making each other nude, we were enjoying each other irrespective of any syllabus (yes people, do follow a syllabus in bed).
We were not aware of how time was running on. I started feeling her warm and soft neck through my lips, my tongue, and in between my teeth. I was kissing her wildly and erotically.
She came close to me and whispered in my ear, “Can we dim the lights?” I kissed her forehead and said, “Go ahead.”
The switch was on her side. She got up, and right when she was moving towards the wall to switch off the light, I got up (I was not been able to feel my legs). The moment she turned off the lights, I held her from behind and locked her to the wall.
The lights were off, with just the golden light from the bathroom visible. I moved her hair to one side and started kissing her shoulder right at the wall. She was thrilled witnessing my impatience for her. The kisses were making her moan. I loved how her body tasted. I loved her fragrance, after every few kisses I was taking deep sniffs from her body to feel that fragrance.
Practically speaking, we were not able to stand for more than 5-7 minutes because of the posture that we were sitting in for so long. I held her from the waist, turned her towards me, kissed her and pushed her on the bed.
The rush must have become twice of what she was feeling earlier, it was obvious. A sweet guy who was an hour ago was following her rhythm and was reluctant to kiss her was observing her gestures, pushed her down on the bed.
Payal witnessed my journey from a sweet loving guy becoming sensual, then erotic, and now showing signs of wildness. She was fantasizing about such a guy for long but couldn’t anticipate that this simple-looking guy could turn out to be an erotic beast.
Payal moaned when she was pushed on the bed. I was right over her, holding both her hands from the wrists with a sense of dominance and yet doing it lovingly. I started kissing her again as if I own her for that moment and she was born just for these kisses.
I was pouring out the love she deserved. She was feeling that divine pleasure which she always wanted. At that moment, I was the giver and she was solely receiving. The pleasure in her body was making me feel that pleasure.
That was when I realized that I feel pleasure from her pleasure, by making her feel this way. While kissing her earlobe, I asked her, “Baby, are you comfortable?”
She pushed me away from her. I was kind of afraid. She pushed me again and said, “Get over me.” I did it but still, I was afraid and then what happened the next moment was something I couldn’t even imagine.
Payal started removing her top and was in her black inners exposing her shoulders and her sexy hands. She was wearing a bra underneath her inners. She lay on the bed again said, “See, you have made me this comfortable.”
I got over her like a wild dog and uttered, “I am not going to stop now.”
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Readers, this is just the beginning of what happened that day. I would like to write all in the next part if I get an affirmative response from your end.
What made Payal openly express her desires that day in bed? To know more, wait for the next part.
To be continued.

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Love for mom culminates in her pussy – Taboo sex story – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Wed, 24 Mar 2021 13:03:13 +0000

I hope you have read the first part of the story. Here I bring you what happened after my mom threw the whore that my dad had brought out of our house.
The next day in the morning, I woke up to the sounds of quarrelling.
Dad:- How dare you tell my guest to leave?
Mom:- That whore is more important to you than me? Buy yourself a cunt when you start to earn.
Dad:- How dare you talk to me like that? All these years it was me providing for you. Don’t give me attitude.
When he was about to grab mom, I said –
Me:- Don’t you dare lay hands on my mom!
Dad felt insulted and left.
Mom:-Why did you say that to your father?
Me:- I can’t take it anymore and neither should you. Enough is enough, we don’t need him anymore. Let’s just leave, mom.
I was enraged and I left home. I didn’t come back till evening. As I entered, I saw my dad sitting on the diwan. My mom came in from the bedroom and hugged me.
Mom:- Where were you?
Me:- Just outside in the park.
Mom:- You are right son, we can’t stay here anymore. I have packed our things, they are in the bedroom. Go get them.
I and mom left home with our things. Dad didn’t even bother to stop us. He kept quiet. Mom had some money in her account and few pieces of her jewelry.
She had spoken to one of her friends. We spent the night at their place. I wanted to go someplace else, far away from dad but I had my college and if we needed a decent life I knew I needed to get educated.
I had made up my mind that I will do anything from now to keep mom safe and happy. We got a 1 BHK apartment for rent about 25km away from our previous home.
My mom sold her gold chain to a pawnbroker and we used the money to pay the advance. My college was nearer. My mom went to work but I knew that would only take care of our daily needs and won’t be enough for my college fees.
My mom objected but I convinced her and started working at a petrol pump after my college hours. I visited the pawnbroker occasionally and would ask him not to get rid of my mom’s chain and that I will come back to buy it off him.
I worked really hard and completed my degree and even got placed in a good company. We stayed in the same 1 BHK and used to share/sleep in the same room.
It had been a month since I joined work and had got my first salary. I wanted to take mom out for dinner to a nice place. I called her up and told her about my plans and asked her to get ready.
I reached home and as I had a key, I opened the door and went in. Mom was neither in the hall nor in the kitchen. Our room door was open so I just went in.
My mom was standing in front of the mirror fully naked and drying her butt-length hair with a towel. I just stood there lost and staring at her beauty.
My mom was a beautiful woman, fair in colour, about 5’ 8” in height, with long hair up to her butt. Her butts were big and round. She had gained a few kgs in the last couple of years. She had big gorgeous boobs, not slagging at all, and nice, light-brown nipples.
She had nice full hips and thick milky white thighs. She had a bit of fat on her belly. Nice, round, beautiful face with a cute nose and dimples, she looked like a little heavier version of pornstar Ashlyn Brooke.
Mom:- Rahul, Get out!!!
My mom had seen me admiring her beautiful body. She had covered herself with the towel. I apologized and moved out.
After some time, mom came out wearing a nice red-colored saree. I had bought her this saree with my money in the final semester by working at the petrol pump. She had light make-up on her face, nothing fancy just some powder and lipstick.
Her hair was tied in a braid and hanging over her left boob. Her saree was tied just below her navel which was visible from the side.
She had a smile on her face. Her naked image and her image of enjoying sex with my dad flashed in front of my eyes, and I could feel my dick getting hard.
Mom:- Hello, stop looking at me like that.
Me:- Oh, sorry mom. I was looking at how very beautiful you are.
Mom:- Ok, stop flirting with your mom now. Shall we go?
Me:- No mom, really you are as beautiful as an angel and not just now but always. I love you, mom.
Mom:- I love you too, Rahul. Shall I go now?
Me:- Yeah.
Mom:- And next time onwards, knock. Ok?
Me:- Oh, sorry mom.
Mom:- Enough, how many times will you apologize? Come, let us go now.
We took an auto to a good restaurant, again nothing fancy but a reasonably good place. We sat down and gave our order. We talked about random stuff, good stuff while having our dinner. We finished and were waiting for our bill.
Mom:- Do you ever think about your dad?
Me:- Why do you want to spoil the evening by reminding me of that devil.
Mom:- Language, Rahul. He is still your dad.
Me:- He was not fair to you and me.
Mom:- No son. He was a good man. I know I married a good man. He was depressed, his alcoholism, his partners betrayal. It changed him, son.
Me:- But he never seemed to set things right. He kept getting worse and made our lives hell. I get his situation. I get his depression but I couldn’t stand him anymore.
“He bought a whore to insult you. You might forgive him but I will never forgive him. (I had got all emotional and a tear rolled down my cheek).”
Mom:- Don’t cry, baby. I love you, please don’t cry. I am sorry I brought him up. I am really sorry, son. I went through all of that for you. I am sorry, it won’t happen again. I won’t talk about him ever again. Cheer up.
I got a grip on myself.
Me:- I love you too mom. You mean the world to me. I promised you that I will never drink and now I make another promise. I will take care of you, love you more than anyone. I will do anything for you mom. I love you.
Mom:- Haha. Ok, and stop flirting with your mom.
Me:- Haha. Why what’s wrong with it?
Mom:- Nothing. I like it, keep flirting and pampering me. Haha.
We paid the bill and went back home. My office works from 9 to 5. I didn’t have a fixed time but had to clock in 9 hours a day. I would generally work from 9 to 7 and be home by 8. My office was a bit far away.
Two months later, I had saved enough money to buy back my mom’s chain that she had sold to a pawnbroker. I left the office citing a health problem and left work by 5. I went to the broker and bought back my mom’s chain and reached home by 6. I entered the house using my key. I went to the bedroom whose door was fully opened.
I came to the door and was about to call my mom and stopped midway.
Mom:- Ohhh, Rahul. Please fuck your mom. Fuck me, beta…ahhhh…
Mom lay naked, her eyes closed, pressing her boobs and fingering herself with two fingers moving in and out of her pussy and she was taking my name.
She wanted me to fuck her. I stood there for a couple of minutes. Mom had cum and when she opened her eyes, she saw me standing there. She took a blanket to cover herself.
Mom:- Oh, Rahul. GET OUT!!! Please go. I will come out and explain.
Me:- I am sorry, mom. I will wait in the hall.
But I wasn’t able to move. I just kept staring at her.
Mom:- Rahul, Get out!!! Go!!!
I left and waited for mom. She wore a maxi and came out.
Mom:- I am sorry, Rahul. You shouldn’t have seen that. Why are you home so early?.
Me:- Do you do it often?
Mom:- Please son, Let’s not talk about that. Please.
Me:- Ooh ok.
Mom:- How come you are home so early?
Me:- I have a surprise for you mom.
Mom:- Really. What surprise?
Me:- Close your eyes and give me your hand.
I placed the chain in her hand. And then I asked her to open her eyes.
Mom:- You bought me a gold chain. OMG!!! You bought back my gold chain.
Me:- Since the day we sold it, every month I kept going back and kept asking the broker not to sell it, and that I will buy it back one day.
Mom:- (in tears) You bought me, my chain back. I love you Rahul. I love you a lot.
She hugged me and kissed me all over my face.
Mom:- I am so happy and so proud of you.
She put the chain on and again hugged me and this time it was for a long time. I was hugging her back, our bodies were so close. I could feel the softness of her boobs on my chest, my slight boner was poking her navel. She rested her head on my shoulder.
She moved to face me and again started kissing me all over my face and stopped once she reached my lips. We looked into each other’s eyes for a second and knew this was meant to happen. There was true love in our eyes for each other.
We forgot everything. We certainly didn’t care about society and morality. One second was all it took to realize that we were one.
She closed her eyes and opened her mouth and her hands moved to pull out my tucked-in shirt. I opened my mouth and met her tongue with mine, while my hands went to her big spongy ass and held her maxi to pull it up.
We broke the kiss. Mom pulled my shirt out and ripped open my shirt with buttons flying everywhere. I pulled her maxi up, she lifted her hands up and I pulled it out from over her head.
She was naked. Her hand went to my belt, while our tongues met again exchanging saliva. She undid my belt, unbuttoned my pants, and pushed it along with my boxers, up to my knees.
I worked my way out of my pants and boxers. I caught her ass and lifted her up above my penis with her legs wrapped around my hips and hands around my neck. We moved to the bedroom without breaking the kiss.
I gently placed her down on the bed. She grabbed my vest pulled me down over her and then rolled me overcoming on top of me. She pushed my vest upwards. I got the hint and removed my vest. We were again smooching. My hands were moving all over her back and grabbing her ass.
She broke the kiss and started moving down. Kissing my neck, chest, abdomen, and finally reaching to my thick 7″ dick. I looked down and she looked me in my eye and gave a smile.
She kissed on top of my semi-erect penis and started taking it in her mouth. The warmth and wetness of my mom’s mouth against my dick made it grow. I felt blood rushing to my penis. She kept sucking me. I placed my hand very lightly on her head and was stroking it. She licked, sucked, and kissed my dick.
It was fully wet with her saliva running down to my balls. 5 minutes of sucking and I came in her mouth, which mostly she swallowed while some fell on the bed. She came back up to me and whispered,
Mom:- Time to treat your mom.
She got off me and lay next to me and pulled me on her. I kissed her earlobes and neck like a crazy person. I licked her neck and dragged my tongue to her right nipple and engulfed it with my mouth.
Her erect puffy nipples were pointing upwards. I squeezed her left boob and sucked on her right.
Mom:- Ahhh… Easy tiger.
I loosened my grip and moved my mouth from one boob to another. She kept moaning in pleasure and running her hands at the back of my head and caressing my hair.
I moved down kissing her stomach and licked the depths of her navel which sent shivers through her body giving her goosebumps.
She pushed my head down. I moved south and reached the opening of my birth canal. I licked it from bottom to top flicking her clitoris with my tongue.
I repeated the action and buried my head in her loins. She had small pubic hairs which felt like a carpet. I was rubbing her clitoris, and licking the inside and outside of her pussy.
She held my head tight against her love hole moaning heavily with short rapid breaths. I pushed myself in her, pressing my head from the sides with her thighs, and came with a loud sound. My face became wet.
I moved up to her. She kissed me on my lips and caught hold of my dick stroking it. We kissed till I became rock hard.
Mom:- Please, fuck me, son. I need you in me. Please fuck me.
I got on top of her. She pulled a pillow and placed it under her waist. She held my dick and kept it at the entrance and rubbed her pussy lips with my dick moving it up and down.
Mom:- I love you, Rahul.
And with that, I pushed my dick in her cunt.
Mom:- AHHHH….!!! FUCK ME!!!
Her eyes were closed, her head tilted back, and her hands pressing her boobs. I moved in and out of her cunt. My rod was moving in and out of mom’s well-lubricated grove with very little friction but generating a huge amount of heat.
Our bodies were sweating. I kissed her neck and held her boobs.
Mom:- Fuck me!!! Fuck your mom, Rahul. That is where you came from son… Fuck my cunt!!! AHHHH… YESSSS!!! FUCK ME!!! I LOVE YOU… YESSS…YESSS… KEEP FUCKING YOUR MOM…
Me:- I love you too mom. I love you too…ahhh!!!
I fucked her for 10 minutes and pulled her on top of me. I kissed, bent her forward, and went into a lip lock. I held her ass and fucked her from below.
After another 10 minutes of intense fucking we both came together. I cummed in her pussy. I had filled my birthplace with my own cum.
We lay silently with mom on top of me and my dick still in her. I lost my erection and my dick came out of her pussy giving way for our juices to follow and land just above my dick.
Another 10 minutes later mom got off me and lay beside me.
Mom:- Thank you, son. I needed it.
Me:- I love you mom. I would do anything for you.
I rested my head on my hand turning towards her.
Me:- Did you like getting fucked?
Mom:-Yes. I loved your dick in my pussy. I was missing this for almost four years now. Thank you.
Me:- Mom was I good?
Mom:-You were very good. I had the best fuck of my life.
Me:- Better than dad?
Mom:- (turning towards me)WHAT??? Of course. Why do you ask?
Me:- Coz even when he ill-treated you, You enjoyed being fucked by him.
Mom:- I was always loyal to your dad and I love sex. Probably it was one of the reasons why I never wanted to leave him even though he had become a monster.
“But what we had now was, pure love, just like me and your dad before he changed.I felt happy when your dick moved inside of me.”
“I felt happy when we kissed, you pressed my breast or licked my pussy.You are the gentle passionate lover that your dad used to be.
Me:- Thank you, mom.
Mom:- I raised you well. And now I get to have you all to myself. I love you son. And it’s me who is thankful. If you hadn’t beaten him up and asked me to leave, and gave me the courage to leave, I would be stuck with him.”
You supported me even after we left. We probably would have still been there or gone back to him and he would have continued to beat us up every day. Thank you for being my HERO!!!
We kissed and kept kissing and cuddling. That night I fucked my mom three more times. It’s been six months now, we moved into a bigger sized 1 BHK, as that was enough for us, which is close to my office.
My mom left her job and now teaches tailoring to girls who are less privileged and dropped out of school for free, encouraging them to be self-dependent. My job was going great.
We wake up naked next to each other. Go about our day and once I return from work, we close the curtains get naked, and start fucking all over the house.
I even fucked her in the ass. Every weekend we would go out for short trips by renting a car. In the past six months, we have had at least 12 mini honeymoons.
Everything was going fine when one day my mom got a call from our old neighbor who said that dad was suffering from liver failure and is counting his days.
My mom insisted that we go meet him. I didn’t want to, but I still went along with her. We entered our old house. He was there, lying on the diwan, looking very fragile.
My mom sat beside him, held his hand, and spoke to him. He said he didn’t stop drinking and did menial jobs to survive. He was diagnosed with liver cirrhosis and couldn’t get a transplant as he still is an alcoholic.
He mortgaged the house and is paying for his meds and a caretaker who also cooks for him. We were there for about half an hour.
Dad:- Rahul, please forgive me for what I did to you.
I didn’t want to forgive him, but he probably being on his death bed and my childhood memories of him being a wonderful dad weighed heavily in his favour.
Me:- I forgive you, dad.
I instantly felt lighter as if I got rid of some baggage. We got ready to leave. Dad held mom’s hand.
Dad:-Rekha, please forgive me.
Mom:- (she kissed him on the forehead) I loved you. (Then she spat on his face) that is for torturing me and tormenting my kid. I forgive you and pray that you have a peaceful death. Goodbye.
We left and came back home and didn’t speak a word along the entire journey, we had our dinner outside. As soon as we entered and I locked the door my mom was all over me.
We stripped each other and started fucking on the sofa then moved to the bed. My mom had gone wild. She was fucking me like crazy, jumping up and down my dick.
Mom:- FUCK ME!!! RAHUL!!! FUCK YOUR MOM!!!! FUCK ME FASTER RAHUL.. OMG!!! DONT STOP… KEEP FUCKING ME DONT STOP!!!
She had me pinned down and fucking my dick.
Mom:- I feel absolutely free today. Fuck me, baby. Keep fucking mommy.
It felt like we had gotten rid of our past and we both were free. Our sex life just kept getting better and better as our love for each other kept increasing.
The end.

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Met married Bangalore woman and fucked her – Love, sex story – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Mon, 22 Feb 2021 19:07:22 +0000

Hello to all the Desi readers! I am crzycupid (cool name, huh?) I am a 26-year-old guy, here with my first story about how I met this couple in Bangalore and how close we got within a short period of time.
The story includes everything from a rookie’s anxiety, friendship, love, intimacy, and sex (of course).
Let’s begin..
I had recently moved to Bangalore desi kahani and since being here was my first time, I did not have any friends or relatives to get acquainted with.
So, just like everybody, I turned towards “Social Media” platforms to meet new people. I registered myself on dating websites, trying to look for dates and friendships.
Just then, I met this woman named Jaya (name changed) on one of the dating platforms. We both got matched and I broke the ice and asked her questions about her favorite TV show that was stated on her profile.
We both seemed to have a common liking and passion for the show and we started texting on other topics too. Well, to describe her, she was 30 years old, a married Indian woman with no kids.
We got pretty close with each other and by ‘close’, I mean we started to share our personal stories and experiences with each other.
We stayed up late and talked to each other over the phone, and believe me when I say she has the sexiest voice for a 30-year-old.
After a couple of weeks of texting and calling, we chudai ki kahani decided to meet each other in person. We agreed to meet at a mall on a weekend.
I got all dressed up, ready to meet her and it was a date, so I had to look my best to impress her. I reached the mall and waited for her to arrive.
Then, Jaya called me to say that she is stuck in traffic and will be a few minutes late. I said, “It’s ok, I’ll wait for you,” and she replied, “I am so excited to meet you and this block is making me wait. Grrr.”
I told her that I was more excited to see her, and can’t wait to talk to her and we hung up. Since I had little to do, I started window shopping.
After like 20 minutes, I got a call from her and she said, “Wow, someone is too excited and dressed awesomely for our date.”
I was so ecstatic and began to look around to see where she was. And then I saw her – a gorgeous woman, 5’6” tall, fair, and curves at the perfect spots standing in front of me wearing a beautiful red sari, tucking her hair behind her ears!
I immediately rushed to her and we both hugged each other and it felt warm. By the way she was squeezing herself to me, I could say that she was longing for the hug.
Then, we broke the hug and we went to a café in the mall. We held each other’s hands like two love birds and we sat at a couple’s spot in the café.
Sitting opposite each other, we could not take our eyes off each other. Jaya then asked, “Do you have any other plans today? Because I was thinking we could spend the whole day together.”
I told her that I did not have any plans and that we could plan something together. Suddenly, while I was holding her hand, I took her hand and kissed it!
Jaya got so excited with the kiss that she bit her lips. I knew that we both wanted each other. So, again I had to break the ice and asked her what the plan was after this?
She said, “Would you like to visit my home? I’ll make lunch.”
(Now, we all know that it is definitely an invitation for something other than lunch.)
I replied in the same way and told her that I was up for it since it had been quite some time that I had homely food and that she should cook me something that was non-veg. To that, she gave a naughty smile with those beautiful eyes that fluttered.
After spending some time at the café, we got up, and she said that we could take her car. Later on, she will drop me at the mall and I could take my vehicle from the parking lot.
I agreed and we headed to the basement, with both our hands still holding each other. I wanted to kiss her badly in the elevator. But, I resisted and with her hands’ gripping mine harder I could understand that she was waiting for it too.
We then reached her car, we got in and we drove to her place. We enjoyed good music, laughed, and played with each other’s hands over the gear stick (I know, wink wink).
We reached the Bangalore wife’s house and it looked like no one was at home. I asked her about her husband and she replied that he had gone out with his friends and may or may not be back home until Monday. I was thrilled by that.
We got in and I sat on the sofa. She went straight to the kitchen and got me juice. She turned the TV on for me and asked what I would like to have for lunch?
I told her anything was fine. Jaya then said, “I will prepare a dish that you will not be able to resist,” and she tucked her sari’s pallu in and went to the kitchen.
We were still conversing while she started cooking. I could not resist anymore and I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed her by the hips! Jaya shook with ecstasy and turned slowly towards me and asked me, “What are you doing? I am preparing lunch for you.”
I replied, “Oh yes, I am going to have my meal now.”
We could not control ourselves and we started kissing. She was playing hard to get when I continued to give her a smooch. Our breathing intensified and we no longer wanted to play hard to get.
We kissed passionately by biting and pulling each other’s lips harder with me still pressing her hips hard to arouse her more.
We continued kissing deeply for the next 20 minutes or so and then I started to kiss her cheeks, ears and started sucking on her neck. She moaned softly and grabbed me by my hair and started kissing me all over my face.
I asked her if we are going to continue in the kitchen? She smirked and said, “Oh no, we still have the whole weekend to ourselves. We will be doing it everywhere inside the house. You are not leaving me until Monday morning.”
To that, I immediately responded by sucking her tongue deeply. The married woman started to unbutton my shirt and kissed me on my chest and sucked on them. I could feel the warmth of her tongue on my body.
I removed her pallu and kissed her on the back of her neck. She took my hands and pressed them on her sweet big round boobs.
I pressed them hard and now she began to moan a little loudly. She asked, “So, you love boobs that are big and round. What do you want to do with them?”
I turned her around and removed her blouse and pressed them hard over her bra. She said, “Do you like my bra, baby? Thankfully, I ordered it and got it for the right day.”
I just replied, “Mmm” and continued to squeeze her nipples over the bra.
She removed the bra strap and said, “Suck on them. They are yours. Bite my tits hard and make me moan even harder, darling.”
Without further ado, I bit on the Bangalore married woman’s big boobs so hard, that she pressed her fingernails on my back. I could feel her body shiver and continued sucking on her nipples.
Jaya took a bottle of jam from the shelf, applied the jam on my face, and started sucking my skin dry. She then took a finger full of jam and applied it on her tits and said, “Do you like them sweet?”
I sucked and tasted them. It was sweet and tender. After some time of passionate boob-sucking, she placed her index finger on my lips.
Jaya said, “Baby, we still have lots of time. My boobs are yours. Now, it’s my time to taste something.” She grabbed my bulge over the pants and started pressing it hard. I could not control the feeling.
Suddenly, Jaya knelt down and said, “Let’s see what you have in store for me?” She unzipped my pants and pulled them down.
Jaya gasped when she saw the bulge standing out of my underwear flap. She said, “Wow baby! Your dick is so hard and hot to touch. I want to play with it all day.”
She came closer to my dick and started teasing the tip with her lips. She spat saliva on my dick and started stroking it to make it wet. Then, she took my dick in her mouth completely and started to choke on it. After a few minutes, Jaya took out the dick and said, “Your precum tastes so yummy,” and started to suck on it more deeply.
I got so excited and leaned my back on the kitchen wall while she continued to suck my dick. After sucking it for some time, I finally released my cum in the married woman’s mouth.
Jaya took the load and drank it completely. She licked my tip clean and sucked on the last drop of cum. Then, she stood up and came close to me and whispered in my ear, “I need you in me,” and she kissed me.
I could taste my cum from her lips and she continued stroking my dick. She stroked it even harder for it to get erected again and when it was erect, she went down again and sucked on it. I gasped and shot my second load in her mouth quickly.
Jaya got up giving a naughty smirk, kissed my lips and said, “I want to drain your cum and drink every last drop of it.”
I was so tired by then and replied “Really?” And she nodded and gave a cute smile.
I then came close to her and lifted her by hips and sat her on the kitchen slab. I said, “You had your fun of playing, now it is my time.”
I lifted her sari from her legs up and got shocked. She was not wearing any panty.
Jaya said, “I wet myself completely at the time you kissed my hand at the café. I really wanted you to go under the table and suck on my pussy and taste my wetness.”
I replied, “I really wanted to do many things back at the mall from the time I saw you in this sari. I then thought our first should be somewhere more private, you know?”
Jaya agreed to it and said, “Yes, that is why I did not force smooch you in the elevator.” I must say, she really turned me on, too quickly.
I did not waste any time and started fingering her wet pussy. I licked my fingers with her cum on it and knelt down to suck those clean shaved pussy lips. She leaned back on her hands and enjoyed my tongue play on her pussy. I pushed my tongue in her hole, she shivered with pleasure and excitement.
After sucking her pussy clean, I stood up and took my wallet out to take a condom. She stopped my hand and said, “Let’s start with a dotted condom. I have a couple of them.”
Jaya got down, went to her bedroom, and came back in no time. I lifted her up and sat her on the slab again. I put on the condom and slowly played my tip on her pussy.
She was moaning so loudly and I shoved my dick in hard. It hurt me a little as the pussy hole was small but it was nothing compared to the pleasure.
I slowly pulled out and started fucking her slowly. She bit her lips in pleasure and I grabbed her by her hair. I pulled her closer towards me and kissed her passionately.
Slowly, I increased the thrust faster, fucking her harder. She bit my lip and sucked on them. I took my dick out and told her to get down and lean on the slab.
I fucked her doggy style and pinched her nipples hanging down. She moaned saying, “Ahhh, yes baby, faster. Don’t stop. Fuck me deeply. Baby, yes. Pull my nipples harder.”
“Oh yessss… yesss..ahhh.. more.. fuck me more. Baby, yesss… rip my pussy. Ohhhh… I want it… I need more..ahhhh.” I released my cum in the condom.
She turned and knelt down and removed the condom slowly without dropping any cum and drank all of it. We both got tired and the kitchen had become warm from our heat.
After few minutes of hugging each other on the kitchen slab, we came out to the living room. We sat on the couch, kissing each other.
We could feel the breath of each other from our kiss.
Jaya said, “I am so happy that I met you. It’s been a long time since I had such a wonderful pleasure. It turned out to be just like I expected. I had fingered myself yesterday night thinking about our meet today but was not quite sure whether we will go for it and here we are, drenched in each other’s sweat.
It’s been a long time since I had been with someone other than my husband. He does satisfy me but not much. He always parties a lot and does not last long on bed.”
My husband is Manoj (name changed); we wanted something spicy and we decided together to bring in a guy to spice our sex life. But, you are not just some guy for me. We have something beautiful, something passionate between us.”
I asked, “So, is Manoj looking to join in too?”
She replied, “If you are ok with it, I would love that. A threesome with my husband and my lover. But first, I just want more time alone with you, just the two of us and maybe Manoj can start off by just watching us do it and then become a cuckold.”
I replied, “Wow, You are one naughty and sexy wife any guy would desire!”
We kissed for a while on the couch sitting naked.
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To be continued. More exciting, fun part coming up!
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Mom Molly Does It For Money, I Did It For Love – Desi Tales – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Sun, 14 Feb 2021 04:37:48 +0000

This Indian literotica story is entirely fictional and made out of my fantasies. The protagonist of this story is my mother Molly. We live in a small shack in the middle of a slum. We have nothing but ourselves to depend on.
My father who was a drunkard died when I was 15 due to excess consumption of alcohol, so now it’s just me and mom.
My mother was a simple woman who was working as a maid in the rich folk’s area. She was an average, modest woman – nothing special to note except for her fair skin tone. I, on the other hand, am dark and skinny. I might have been adopted, I think. Anyway, we live just a poor life trying to make ends meet.
I loved my mother. You would be thinking who doesn’t. But I love my mother more than normal (wink wink).
I have always thought about how my mom would look under those saris. But I never had the courage to see.
But one fortunate day, I saw it, and not only that, I saw something I had never seen of my mother, my mother’s wild side! It was so horny that it exceeded my comprehension.
This is where the story begins..
I had been sent to my uncle’s house to take him to the hospital. I had told my mother that I wouldn’t be home until the next day. But the fate had a different plan.
My uncle was discharged early, so I got home early. It was around 11 at night when I got home. Usually, at this time, the doors would be locked and the lights would be off. But, to my surprise, the lights were still on.
I had a weird feeling. So I thought I would inspect the situation before entering my house.
I went around the back. There was a hole near the window in the hall. I peeped through it and saw what I had been longing to see. My mother was completely naked! I could see her plump ass, her beautiful curved hips, and her milky thighs!!
My body started getting hot and I felt confused. Why was my mom naked right now? But I didn’t care. I kept peeping, holding my hard-on growing inch by inch every second.
Suddenly she turned and I was startled. Did she see me? No way. I was peeping through a hole in the wall. I looked again, and she was bent over, her luscious breasts in full view.
Oh my god!! I had never thought that my mom’s breasts were so big. I came instantly! The sheer sexuality of my mother made me cum in seconds.
I peeped again and this time, I saw things clearly. My mom wasn’t alone. There was someone else. Actually, there were more than one. I started recognizing them one by one. It was the Devdas family – the head of the family and his two sons.
No way was I going to allow this! I must do something. They are going to fuck my mom. Then I heard my mom Molly’s voice, “Come here you bastards give me your cocks.”
Oh, no! My mother, what was she doing?? I watched as they ravish my mom. They were groping her, licking her from head to toe, pushing their fingers in her mouth and vagina.
My mom was stroking all their dicks. She then knelt on the ground and opened her mouth. With her mouth wide open, she took the head of the house Devdas’s dick first.
His small dick started going into her mouth. She showed no change in her expression. But he came instantly. His sons on the other hand were monsters. So big and fat were their dicks. I was amazed.
They picked my mom up and put her in the middle. Then they started fucking her from the front and the back.
I could tell my mother was in the heavenly clouds of joy. If that wasn’t enough, the sons started verbally abusing my mom – calling her a slut, a whore, etc. They were so horny that they would even fuck anything in sight.
To this, I got angry. I decided that enough was enough. But this was a powerful family and I couldn’t have my way. So I did the sensible thing and knocked on the door and said, “Mom, I am home.”
I heard a rumble. Then I heard the head Devdas’s voice, “Wait there boy.” So, I waited. 10 minutes later, they opened the door and walked out.
I saw my mom sitting on the chair. Her face covered in cum. On her right was a bundle full of cash. I understood what had happened. I showed disgust.
I just walked away, had a bath, and went to sleep. My mind was running in circles, my body was burning up.
I heard my mom enter the room and lay in her bed. She asked me, “Mone, we needed the money. That’s why.” I said, “Ok,” and we went to sleep.
The next morning, things went on as usual. But I had a different thing in my mind for that night. I was going to fuck my mom!
It was around midnight. My mother lied on the bed and I was on the floor. My dick was hard as a rock. I got up and called my mother softly. No response. I got up and shook her but still, there was no response. With all my courage, I pressed her breasts.
Finally, my mom woke up. Touching her breasts almost made me cum. She asked me, “What’s wrong?”
“Mom, I want to fuck you,” I said. Her face turned red. But she didn’t stop me. She didn’t move.
I sat on top of her and tore open her nighty.
I said, “Molly, you fucking whore. From now on, you will do as I say and nothing else. I will use you as I please.”
Suddenly, she realized it wasn’t right and started crying. My heart broke seeing her cry. That was not how I wanted to see her. I wanted to see her horny, slutty side, not her scared and vulnerable side. I was heartbroken.
I got off and went out. I didn’t look back.
The next day, I just wandered around the slum not knowing how I was going to face my mom. Around noon, I was so tired, and I knew she wouldn’t be home. So I went home and slept.
I woke up at about 12 at night. Molly was sitting beside me. I was scared. She looked at me and said, “Sit up.” I sat up, and she looked at me for a long time. It felt like hours.
Finally, my mom grabbed my arm and placed it on her breast. Then she said, “I want you to do me like the slut I am. Use me however you please.”
I couldn’t stop now. I jumped on her. I picked her up and slammed her on the bed. My animal instinct took over.
With so much ferocity, I sucked on my mom’s lips and tongue. My hands were running through all the curves of her body.
I was groping mom’s breast and ass. And I was feeling the wetness of her pussy, I went berserk. Then I whipped my dick out. I made her split her legs apart and went in deep. I was pumping harder each time, and I could hear her moan. I sucked on her nipples. They were small but perky.
The taste was amazing. Her smell lightened up my senses. My brain was going haywire. I was close to ejaculating. She could feel it.
She then spoke, “Don’t cum in me, son.”
I refused to listen. “It’s going in you,” I said.
“Then do it in my mouth,” she said. I complied.
I pulled out my dick and shoved it into my mom Molly’s mouth. She started gagging. I didn’t stop. I was on cloud nine. Nothing else mattered.
Then it happened. I came. I came so hard. There was so much cum in her mouth, on the floor, on the bed, and everywhere. And then I collapsed.
It was around 9 in the morning when I woke up. My mom was sleeping on my side. She was cuddling me. I felt a wave of relief. I just looked at her.
Then I got an instant boner. I took a breath to control myself, and she woke up. We looked at each other and fucked like rabbits since then.
Thank you guys, for reading this. I’m looking forward to your feedback. You can reach me at [email protected]
P.S. The second part is in the works.

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Love, lust and sex with Ex girlfriend – Erotic Indian sex story – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Fri, 08 Jan 2021 10:10:11 +0000

Hi community, my name is Dexter and this is the first time that I am writing a story based on my real-life experiences. Also, thank you to the authors here, I enjoy reading stories here in quarantine. It’s better than watching porn.
A little about myself:
I’m 31 years old, 5 feet 9 inches tall with an athletic built. My tool is 6 inches long and 5 inches in girth (women love that as it’s not very small and not very big either).
I’ve fair skin and black hair. No hair on my body or thighs, except a few on my legs. I like to keep my private parts clean and hygienic, that’s what girls love, little hard work that men do and attention to details.
I love women of any shape, size, color and I admire them. I’m a professional portrait and boudoir photographer. I love capturing women on my lens. During all these years, I made love to a lot of women.
They love the way I make love to them, as they say, it’s passionate and romantic and not just another porn movie where you fuck each other for hours.
Lovemaking is about exploring each other’s bodies and creating that tension. Well enough about me. Let’s get to the erotic story. I guess this is what you’re here for.
For this story, I want to take you back to 2010, when I was just a young man, energetic, hardworking, and hungry for money and love. I used to work in a call center in Kolkata. Probably this was my first full-time job.
This is where I met this beautiful girl Priyanka (name changed for privacy reasons). I met her in the cab when we were heading back to our home. She sat just next to me. It was awkward as I wasn’t so comfortable with women back then. I was a little shy and stayed away from them.
One day I was checking out-group photos of my roommate and I saw her in the pic. I asked my roommate about her. He said that she works in his department and her name is Priyanka. So that’s how I found out a few details about her.
I was a crazy guy and when my roommate was sleeping I took his phone and found her number and contact details. I quickly saved it on my phone. Later in the evening, I decided to text Priyanka and just left a message saying “Hi.”
I didn’t get any reply for hours. But later I got lucky and there was her reply saying, “Hi, who is this? Do I know you?” I texted her back saying, “Maybe you don’t know me, but we meet in the cab on our back home from the office.”
I was honest with her and told her that I found her contact details from my roommate. To which she said, “Fine.” Later that night, I was getting a call. I quickly checked my phone and it was she calling me.
To my surprise, she wasn’t mad at me and she enjoyed the conversation with me and we spoke for hours. She was impressed with my sense of humor and that I could make her laugh in the middle of the night.
She also mentioned that she is not in the city now but when she comes back from her hometown, she wants to meet me. I said, “I’ll be waiting.” We carried on with our usual flirting and texting. She enjoyed it a lot and she was always the first one to call me.
One day she called me and stated, “I will be reaching tomorrow in the morning and in the evening I would like to meet you.” So I said, “Yup let’s meet,”’ and told her, “You can come to my place as my roommate will be in the office.” She said, “OK.”
It was 5 pm and my roommate had left for the office. I was all alone in that house with wild ideas running through my mind. But importantly, I was thinking about what to cook or get for drinks and how to make her comfortable.
As it was our first time meeting each other, I decided to get some beer and cook some chicken starters at home. I went to the market to get all the necessary stuff. After an hour, Priyanka called me and said that she has reached so I told her to wait as I’m coming over to receive her.
I left my home and across the street, I saw her standing and waiting for me. She looked charming. She was wearing this white top that fitted her well, showing medium size boobs and a blue denim short skirt, revealing her fair shiny legs.
Without thinking much I approached her and I said “Hi, my home is this way” and I grabbed her hands as we crossed the street. She wasn’t uncomfortable at all. She showed positive body language.
We reached my home, sat on the bed and I offered her beer. She didn’t mind as she loves beer. I was a little busy cooking chicken for her. She told me why you need to do so much for me.
I told her this is the first time you have come to my house. She smiled at me and I continued with my cooking. During this time, we had a lot of conversation and she was curious to know, what made me approach her?
She said, “This is the first time someone tried to approach me like this.” I also came to know during this conversation, that she has a boyfriend whom she is dating for 8 years. I was cool with that, never felt heartbroken. I was just going with the flow.
My room had a balcony and after a few beers that we had downed, we were standing at the balcony and watching the rain and the streets. Not a great view. But it was a romantic feeling. I was standing right behind her but my body was not in contact with hers.
I was just standing behind her and talking to her in her ears as if I was whispering. I told her how beautiful she is and it’s really strange how we met.
I even told her if she wasn’t dating anyone right now, I would have hugged you now from behind and told you …….I stopped there. She turned around and kissed me on my lips, and asked me, “What would you have told me?”
I kissed her back and said, “I love you.”We started kissing on the balcony. We got our lips locked. She put her tongue inside my mouth. At the same time, I was feeling her body, her thighs, and softly pressed her boobs.
She moaned and we kissed harder. I took her inside my room and held her against the wall and kissed her neck and body. I felt her thighs and ran my fingers on it.
She was moaning in pleasure and was probably wet down there. But we kissed for hours and teased each other without removing any of our clothes.
She later decided that we should go to her place, but I told her that I was working that night. It was a night shift. She told me, “Don’t worry you can go to work from my place.” So without giving it a second thought we decided to go to her place.
We took a ride. And her place was not that far. She opened the door and let me in. She closed the door and sat next to me on the bed. Without saying a word we started kissing each other passionately. She bit my lower lip.
This time my hand was running inside her T-shirt. I felt the soft skin and the shape of her boobs. I kissed her neck, and she moaned a lot. I took my tongue and played with her ears, as I kissed them and bit them softly.
I removed her t-shirt and kissed all over her body before unhooking her bra. I could feel the tension on her face and in her eyes. While I kissed her body and navel, I pressed her right boob with one hand very hard. I took my hand inside her bra and found an erect nipple ready to be sucked hard.
I didn’t open her bra but pulled it down with my teeth and started licking around the nipple. She moaned and said, “Please suck my nipple hard.”
I licked and stroked her nipple with the tip of my tongue. She moaned. Then I squeezed her right boob with my hand and sucked her nipple very hard for 10 minutes.
Later I gave attention to the other nipple as well and sucked it hard, while my other finger was circling her right boob’s nipple and at times I pressed it hard. I took my hand and slowly reached down unbuttoning her skirt while kissing her.
She said in a mellow voice, “Please don’t go down, whatever you wanna do just do it on the upper body.” I said, “Ok,” and started kissing on her stomach. I could smell her wet juice and she was controlling hard.
Once again I ran my finger under her skirt, this time she didn’t stop and said, “If you do want to show me your love, then show me.” I wasted no time and removed her skirt. I stroked her legs, inner thighs, and kissed her love-hole over her panty.
I removed her panty slowly and continued to kiss and moved my way to her love-hole where she asked me to stop and told me not to go down there as it’s dirty.
I told her, “I don’t mind and this is my way to show my love to you.” I made her relax and kissed her on her forehead and went down to kiss her love-hole. It was so wet.
With the tip of my tongue, I started to explore her clit and her love-hole, it was clean shaved. I took my tongue a little deeper and licked her clit and sucked it slowly, as she started to moan louder.
I sucked her clit harder and put my finger inside her love-hole. My finger just went inside and began to explore her G-spot. It was aroused. After finger fucking her, I put 2 fingers inside her. She moaned even louder.
I moved my finger fast and sucked her clit at the same time and in a few minutes, she busted out a lot of juice. She said, “Sorry,” and I smiled at her.
She pulled me over and came on top of me, kissing me on my neck she opened my shirt. While slowly making her way to the bottom, she unbuttoned my denim and pulled it out.
She started kissing my nipples and my chest and navel and slowly opened my boxers. She was surprised that there was no bush and my tool was standing and looking at her. She took my tool and played with it with her hands.
She loved the thickness and size. She went down on my balls and started licking them and sucking them while her long hair fell on top of my tool. With the tip of her tongue, she licked the length of the tool and took it inside her mouth.
The feeling was out of this world. Every stroke she took, it went deeper inside her mouth and I watched her while my hands were pressing her boobs.
At this time I was really hard and I just wanted to make love to her. I pulled her over me and came on top of her and kissed her, She took my tool and guided it inside her love hole. It was tight so I took it slowly.
I pushed it inside her and she moaned in pain. I pushed deep inside her and she moaned and kissed me harder. I started making love deeper and harder in the missionary position.
I took it deeper and she was liking it, she already had come twice by now. We didn’t stop there. I continued deeper and faster. She whispered in my ears, “I want you to cum inside me.” I kissed her and took my tongue inside her mouth and started faster and deeper.
After 15 minutes or so I came deep inside her and even she came for the third time. I told her, “I came inside you,” she grabbed my body with her legs around my waist. My tool was still inside her love-hole.
I could feel the juice dripping all around my tool. We kissed each other and I said I love you. She said, “This is the first and best erotic moment of my life. I have never experienced such passionate lovemaking.”
We got up and went into the shower. We took a hot shower and cleaned ourselves. All of a sudden she went down on me and put my tool in her mouth. My tool was hard again. She sucked it so hard.
She got up and kissed me and said she wants to do it from behind this time. I made her stand facing the wall and penetrated deep inside her from behind. I left the hot shower open and this time was wild and fucked her deep and hard.
I pulled her hair, played with it, and fucked her deeper and faster. She moaned so loud that I had to put my hands on her mouth. She came twice and in another 10 minutes or so I came deep inside her. She came down on me and sucked my cum. It was such an amazing feeling.
Later at night, she told me about her boyfriend whom she is dating for 8 years. She complained that he doesn’t know how to make love to her and she was never satisfied. She said that he cared only about his orgasm and never bothered about her.
“After 8 years, today I’m completely satisfied, thanks to you,” she said. I never went to the office that day and loved every moment between us, the erotic, and the emotional part.
We dated for 6 months and then broke up. At the start, she wasn’t completely in love with me. It was more of sex and lust than love. But slowly we found a way to love each other.
Sadly it didn’t work out between us. I know, it’s mostly because of the long-distance between us. The physical presence of somebody cannot be replaced by a video call or WhatsApp text.
Fast forward to this moment, we are still in touch. She is married to another man. She is happy. She still misses me and our lovemaking and always said, “It was the Best Sex Ever.”
Sorry about the long read. This is the first time that I am narrating my own story to the public. I tried to express my feelings as much as possible. To date whenever I think about it, it gives me goosebumps and I feel very erotic. Thanks to Priyanka.
I hope you’ve enjoyed reading my story. If you have any feedback for me or want to write to me, please feel free to do so at [email protected]
I am open to your suggestions and feedback and little chats. Have a good one and have a safe, healthy sex life.

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A real life’s true love story – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Tue, 05 Jan 2021 21:44:44 +0000

Hi guys, I hope you all are doing well and protecting yourself and your family against the Coronavirus. My name is Chirag (name changed for privacy), and this is my real story of true love.
Coming to the story, it’s been almost 7-8 years when this happened. It was my first day in a prestigious engineering college in Bangalore. It is in the heart of the city and surrounded by greeneries, parks, temples, etc.
It was around 8.30 am. As I entered the college gate, I saw a tall girl about 5.7 feet in height and lean. She had an amazing smile. I looked at her and started to my block, and meanwhile, I found many pretty faces.
My friend, a year senior, used to say this college is an ocean of pretty girls. Every day you will find a new one, and I felt it was kinda true after some time. The first day and I had many crushes!
Every day at college breaks, I used to see her along with her friends. She had a gang of guys and girls. As I wasn’t in love before, I never got to know when did I tall for this girl. There were many pretty girls whom I admire a lot. One of them even went to a contest in Femina miss India competition in Mumbai!
I still wonder why I didn’t go behind them. I am sure I could have got a good girlfriend. The first few months, it was just seeing each girl on my way to my classroom, roaming around during breaks. But after the semester break, I realized I missed only one girl. That’s her, the heroine of this story.
After sem break, I kinda tried to see her more during breaks. I knew I had affection towards that girl but didn’t know yet if it was love. I was a PG student, and she was a junior. So there wasn’t a way for an intro with her. Also, being a guy from tier 2 city, it was difficult for me to talk to any girl.
Somehow I got few friends, girls from EC, Telecom, Civil branches, etc. I also made a couple of good friends, including the girl who competed in the Femina Miss India contest. Let’s call her Niharika.
Frankly speaking, she was the most gorgeous girl in our college. She kinda was mean to others, but she was sweet to me! I was soft-spoken, and you can say I wasn’t a guy who was behind girls all the time. I did respect girls and never took any advantage of them.
During the 2nd sem exams, whenever I saw her before exams, I did really well. Whenever I didn’t see her, I did average in exams. Strange but true! Maybe I was considering her my lucky charm by then.
After exams, it was a semester break again. This was when I realized I was in love and in the purest form. I didn’t have the slightest lust at that time. Except for her face, I hadn’t seen her body. I didn’t know if she had huge breasts, huge ass, slender waist, nothing at all.
Only her smile, attractive eyes, and her cute face are all I remembered. Though I had few girls as friends by this time, I only missed this girl whose name also I wasn’t aware of yet.
By next semester, the first month I just saw her at a canteen or nearby canteen. I was feeling low as I wasn’t sure how to proceed. One day Niharika and I were texting, and she asked why do I sound dull. After initial denial, I told her about this girl, and Niharika was shocked.
She didn’t text for a week, and it was strange to me. She was the one who used to send me GM’s and GN’s every day. Now it is complete silence from her end. I thought I might have offended her in any way. But that wasn’t the case.
I sent a text again and asked her whether she wants to be in contact with me or not. If she’s not interested, then I would never contact her again. I got a text message from her.
N: I am sorry I didn’t respond.
Me: It’s ok, but what happened?
N: Nothing, I was just upset.
Me: Upset? Why? What happened?
N: Nothing, it’s personal.
Me: You know you can share with me anything, right?
N: I know, but I don’t wanna share and especially with you!
Me: Why? What did I do?
N: I liked you, but you like someone else. It hurts.
Me: What? You never told me!
N: Did you ever say that you are into any girl before?
Me: You never asked! You were my first crush. And I thought it’s just plain crush like it happens every time.
N: You had a crush on me?
Me: I still have, but I love that girl.
Niharika and I spoke too many things that day, and we decided to keep our friendship intact. I had immense respect for her, but I couldn’t see her as a GF ever. If you ask me, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
I decided to propose to the girl I saw, even though I never knew her name. One fine day before my birthday, I went to her with a love letter that I scribbled with all my feelings. I followed her for an hour almost till she was alone with her friend. They were standing near the college gate.
I stopped them and gave the letter to my girl. And guess what, till this point, I didn’t know her name. In excitement, her friend screamed Meghana! And that was the moment I got to know her name. I said, “Please read this, and let me know your answer,” and left without looking back.
I was feeling like winning a battle. My adrenaline was too high. I was so relaxed and happy that I had the courage to express my love. Why did I choose to give a love letter when I could have proposed to her face-to-face? Or through phone or text.
The reason behind this, I couldn’t talk with a girl so freely like I do now. I was trembling when I gave her the letter. I couldn’t have said those three magical words ever. And would have messed it very badly. Moreover, I had written every feeling of mine towards her in that letter.
Good, bad, and ugly about me, what I liked in her, everything I could think of. (This letter was the dumbest ever if you have read it. The only thing positive was that it had my feelings)
As it was Friday, I waited till Monday and went to check her decision on me. After searching for her during the lunch break, I found her near the ground with her friend, who was a Dayan in my life. I stood before my girl, and this ‘Dayan’ started speaking instead of my girl Meghana.
Me: I wanna speak to Meghana.
Dayan: No, she is not interested, so leave her alone.
Me: It’s fine, but I will just speak with her to understand why.
D: She’s not interested, please understand. Don’t trouble her anymore.
Me: I don’t wanna trouble anyone, but I do wanna speak to her once.
D: she’s not interested, so don’t trouble.
Me: Ok! Thanks for the opportunity.
I left from there. I was heartbroken, hurt, and I felt a need to do something stupid for the first time. I just went out and smoked my first ever cigarette. Though I hated it, I just finished it somehow! (Couldn’t take the smoke inside)
The next few days were very difficult. Though I used to see her, sometimes it was heavy on my heart. My urge to speak to her was increasing day by day. One day I just decided to talk to her on my own and give it a final try. I got her number. Meanwhile, I had found her Facebook ID and sent a message on Facebook.
She responded, saying why I texted her, and that question started our journey. Though she did not show much interest in me initially, I was successful in making a connection. I told her I would call her the next day but need her number from her.
I told her I have the number but don’t wanna call her like a stalker. Somehow she was convinced, and she sent her number. The next day I called her, and we had a short chat. I told her that I am going to a Defence interview.
If I get selected, then she may not have to see me ever again in her life. That’s why I wanted to talk to her, and that was the truth. And my whole batch was out in interview!
We kept in touch, and it was her birthday. Somehow I had collected those details and planned a surprise gift for her. I wished exactly at 12 midnight and told her I wanna see her once on her birthday, she said she will try.
The next morning I texted her and asked her where she can meet, she didn’t respond. After a couple of hours, she responded, saying she can’t meet. Maybe that hurt me most for the second time.
I just asked her to collect the gifts I had prepared and bought for her. In the evening, I received a message from her saying thanks, and she loved my gifts. (Gifts: A purple rose, which is her favorite, a kaleidoscope, a music DVD comprising of few movies related to true love and melody songs, chocolates).
I asked her why she didn’t meet. She didn’t want her friends to see her with me, so she didn’t. I said ok, and I couldn’t say anything else. I just asked if she can give me one chance to know me, and then she can decide whether she can accept my proposal.
Luckily she agreed to it. And she said if she says no, then I shouldn’t trouble her. I accepted it, and I had exactly one month as we had semester exams in a month.
We spoke/texted daily till the last exam. Frankly, those were the most beautiful days I was myself. I helped her in her studies by motivating her to study more and more. She was one of the toppers in her studies from her childhood and me too) and frankly, we did great in exams.
We had developed a strong bonding together. I proposed to her again. She said the time was too little to decide, and she doesn’t want to lose me. She asked me to be a friend.
How can a person who has feelings can pretend to be a friend? I told her the same, but she insisted on that. I gave her 6 months more to think, and if she’s still not convinced, then I would vanish from her life.
Guys, you have no idea how time flies when you are in love. In these 6 months, we met outside the college, near her house, we had hugged as well. Maybe the transition from meeting to hug was huge when you are in love.
In lust, you can simply ask for a kiss and fuck. Then even if they block or avoid you, nobody cares! But when you are in love, those things come naturally, and you won’t plan on it.
I still remember my first hug and kiss. The hug was special in a public place like Lal Bagh park and the botanical garden in Bangalore! Just imagine a guy holding a girl’s waist in a park! That’s huge for me. The same day, our first kiss happened while going back.
I will continue my story in the next part if I get any responses. This is just a story yet and no romance, but you will know how real-life stories turn into when I complete my story. Please comment if you want to know the second part. If not, maybe this is the final part.

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