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Hi, this is Sagar with another story. It is about a married woman met on the flight. I was always unlucky whenever I took a flight. That day was no exception. There was no woman on the row that I sat. I sat between two men. How depressing, right?
Well, maybe God heard my prayer. The man sitting on my left talked to someone from the front row. I guessed he was asking for an exchange of seats. He had his girlfriend sitting on the front row. He wanted to sit together with her.
My prayer was answered in the form of a woman in a short sleeve white shirt and black pant. She wore red lipstick. She might be in her late twenties or early thirties.
I could not miss the rare chance granted by God. I said, ‘hi’ and introduced myself to her. She gave a smile and responded. Her name was Geeta and she was from Guwahati.
“So, you are visiting Delhi for business?”, I asked the purpose of her visit.
“I am visiting my daughter. She is studying in Delhi”, she answered.
She has a daughter and she is married’, I thought and then asked, “Which school is she studying?”
Her reply almost made me jump out of my seat. If the safety belt was not buckled, I might have jumped out of the plane! :)
“She is studying in Miranda College”, she replied.
So this hot woman had a college-going daughter. She did not look that old. Did she give birth at the age of 14 or something?
“What?”, I exclaimed.
“What’s with your expression? Is something wrong?”, she asked.
“It’s just that you look so young. I thought your daughter might be in high school or something”, I said sincerely.
“Haha, thanks for your compliment.” She giggled and was not offended.
“So, is she staying in hostel or PG?”, I asked for more information.
“She is in the hostel. What about you? What are you doing in Delhi?”, she asked.
“I am a freelance web designer and copywriter”, I replied and continued, ” So where are you going to stay?”
“I am planning to stay at a hotel. How is your freelance business?”, she asked.
“It makes enough for my needs. How about you stay at my place?” It took all my strength to ask that question. I stopped my breathing as I waited for her answer.
I was anxious. Was she going to take offence? Would she agree to stay?
“Young man, are you trying to tempt a married woman?”, she smiled and asked.
The woman smiled and she was not offended. It gave me courage.
“What if I am? Let me accompany you during your stay in Delhi”, I proposed.
She looked at my eyes intently. I thought she could see through my soul. But I gathered my gut and did not cower. I looked into her eyes too.
“Then, you have succeeded. I am tempted”, she accepted my proposal.
After that, we talk in whispers. She giggled from time to time like a girl. She had two children and both of them were girls. One was in high school.
Her husband was a contractor and did real estate business. She knew that her husband had relationships with some women outside. She did not want to make an issue and disturbed the lives of her daughters. Despite having other women, he treated them well. They never lacked anything.
She found me as an opportunity for her to have some fun too. She had her share of sex before marriage with her past boyfriends. But I was her first after she got married, besides her husband, of course.
After the flight landed, we took a taxi and went to my place. We did not have to wait for luggage. Both us did not have large luggage. Small hand baggage was enough. Our hands were not obedient during the taxi ride. I rubbed her thighs and above her pussy. She too rubbed above my cock which was raging hard. She liked what she felt. Both us were worked up. We could not wait to reach my place.
Once we entered my apartment, she attacked me. She kissed me furiously. How could I let her take control? I kissed her back as I pressed her against the door. Our tongue wrapped each other and tried to dominate each other. I reached up and cupped her boobs. She moaned into my mouth.
She did not want to be left behind, so she pressed my raging cock. It was not enough. We needed more. Our lips parted and gasped for breath. We looked at each other. There was pure lust in our eyes.
We left our bags in the hall. I turned on the lights and dragged her into the bedroom. We removed our clothes in a minute. She wore a white lacy bra and a black pantie. She was hot and her complexion was fair. There was no marks or freckles and it was smooth like silk.
I pushed her down on the bed and kissed her. I pressed her down and my hard cock pricked her snatch. It was wet. I reached down my hand and rubbed it. She liked it and became more wet and moaned. She had almost surrendered at the pleasure. But she rolled up and pushed me back. Then she lied down on my chest as she kissed me. Her hand grasped my cock and stroke it. I groaned in pleasure too.
She was a competitive woman, I guess. I should not compete with her. I let her take the initiative and so I surrendered to her.
She it as a win and she liked it. Her kisses trailed down from my lips to the neck and then to my chest. Finally, she kissed my cock. I groaned in pleasure as she licked the shaft. I almost came at the very moment. It was twitching in appreciation of her efforts. She liked my response and took it inside her mouth. I groaned and grunted as she bobbed on my cock. She was good cock-sucker. It was one of best blowjobs I ever had. I told her that exactly.
She liked what I said. She increased the effort. Soon, I warned her of the upcoming eruption. She did not have any intention of taking out or stopping.
I took her head in my hands and pumped hard into her mouth. Then I came into her willing mouth. Some of my cum spilled out of her mouth but she swallowed the rest. She scooped what had been spilled and took it into her mouth. It made my cock twitch.
This married woman was great at sucking cock and she even swallowed them.
“Do you like what you taste?”, I asked her. I really wanted to hear her answer.
“Not bad. But you should stop eating fast foods”, she replied.
Her reply floored me. How did she know that I often ate fast foods?
“How did you know that?”, I was really curious.
“I can tell from the taste of your cum!”, she said as a matter of fact.
“You are great. Now, let me return the favour.”, I said as I let her lie down on her back.
I did not have to say anything. She opened her legs wide, inviting me to eat her out. I love experienced woman. They don’t need any instructions. I started eating her pussy happily. She had a blooming pussy. The mons couldn’t hide her blooming labia. It was already wet. I licked the length of her labia from the bottom to her hood where her clit was standing proud.
She had a sensitive pussy. I did not have to be a master pussy-eater to give pleasure to this Indian married hottie. I played with her clit as I insert a finger inside her pussy. Her body writhed and squirmed as an orgasm built up. She bucked her hips and pressed my head against her pussy as she came. She laid motionless on her back as she savoured the orgasmic pleasure. I took the time to explore her boobs.
“Oohhh”, she appreciated what I was doing. I fondled one while I sucked the other. At that instance, we were disturbed by a ringtone. It was not mine. She slid down from the bed and searched for her phone.
“Shhh.. It’s my daughter. I have to take it”. She told me to be silent.
“Hello, Yes, I have reached and checked in a hotel”, she answered the phone.
How could I stay put? I walked behind her and hugged her. I fondled her boobs as my cock rubbed against her between her butt cheeks.
“Oh”, a soft moan leaked out from her mouth.
“What’s wrong, mom?”. I heard a voice from the other end of the phone.
“Nothing, I was in soaking in the tub”, she lied.
“Okay, take the bath. Good night, mom. See you tomorrow.” I heard her daughter saying.
I aimed for her wet pussy hole and pushed in.
“Yes, aah!…” Geeta wanted to say goodbye and cut the phone but she cried out when I pushed in my cock. It was wet and it slid in easily.
“What happened, mom?”, her daughter asked in concern.
“It’s nothing. I am just relaxing in the warm water”, Geeta replied.
“Really, mom? Are you playing with yourself?” her daughter giggled and said.
“Young lady, your mom….. Ohh… does not need to relieve herself”, she said to her daughter.
It was exciting to fuck her as she talked to her daughter. I guessed they have a good and open relationship. Their talks looked like they were friends.
“If you are not playing with yourself, do you have a man inside your room?”, her daughter asked.
“Young lady, don’t be a smarty pant. I will see you tomorrow. Goodnight honey.” She bid goodbye.
“Okay, good night, mom. Enjoy your HOT bath”. Her daughter giggled over the phone.
She ended the call and turned her head and said, “Young man, you are being naughty.”
“Don’t you like me being naughty?”. I sped up my thrusts.
“Oh… Yes, I like it.. and I want more.” She pushed me on the bed and sat down on my cock.
“Yes… I like this…. Ah… riding a young cock”, she cried out as she rode me.
I played with her boobs while she rode me. Her pussy was wrapping my throbbing cock. More and more fluids ran down from her pussy as tension was building up.
“Yes.. Yes.. I am going to come”. She arched her back and rode with extra zeal. I pressed her hip as I thrust up inside her pussy. She like me being active. We both cried out as we came. I came inside her.
She plopped down on my chest. Both of us were panting and gasping for breath. I was really exhausted too. I came twice in that succession which lasted half an hour. Well, I was not a superman. I was tired. :)
I brushed her hair as I expressed some concern. “Sorry, I came inside.”
She raised her head from my chest and kissed me. “Don’t worry. I am on pills.”
I will share the rest of the story how I accompanied her during her stay in Delhi in the next part of the story.
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