Romance Love Sex With Spoorti In Her Yoga Pants 8211 Part 2
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Dear Readers, I am back again and this time, its a unique experience and a beautiful romantic feeling I had with a sweet lady which I can never forget in my life. And, those who are expecting the story to start off with sex immediate, sorry to disappoint as this is more of a love making and story will build up to eventually have a steamy and raunchy sex.
Also, this is my second story. In case you haven’t read my earlier story about Radika and how I deflowered her in that tight sexy salwar outfit, please read it here.
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It was during the late summer of the year in Bengaluru (Bangalore) where days will be hot and evening gets cooler with occasional rainfall. I had just returned from my onsite assignment from USA and was staying at my company’s temporary accommodation in a known apartment complex near Banashankari.
While my wife preferred to stay at her parents’ house in Malnad, I was getting adjusted to the new life in Bangalore. I had witnessed the glory of this city with timely rainfall, cool weather, greenery all over, able to travel across city in less than an hour. People were more tolerant to changes (as there was hardly any change). Then came the IT boom and then a new word was added into the dictionary (Bangaloored), when a job from overseas was outsourced to India. And, gradually other cities also caught up the race and faring equally well. I personally never liked the growth Bangalore had to witness as it was not a healthy one. Anyhow, let me not deviate off the core reason we are here…
*** Story Starts *** ( Please excuse if there are too many mistakes in terms of vocabulary / grammar )
It was a lazy Sunday as I was struggling through my jet lag and had no interest to unpack my check-in bags. Also, Yesterday’s flight was too tiring. It was around 3pm and I had just woken up. Quickly made instant coffee which I had grabbed from a local store. The apartment was well furnished, with all basic necessary kitchen items. Holding the coffee cup in my hand I headed to the balcony facing towards the view of a lush greenery as it was high rise apartment with view far behind.
My apartment was on 15th floor… While I sat on the chair and took couple of sips, I could hear some bangles sound. I looked towards my right side to see a woman trying to water the plants in the pot. She was in the balcony of adjacent flat next to me on the right side. I could hardly see her face clearly. but, could see her face from an angle whenever she lifted head while watering plants and was in her own world while she was kind of talking to the plants … She was also humming a song. could only hear the sweet sound … She appeared happy and feeling relaxed. She was wearing a sari and appeared fresh… probably had a bath I guess.
While I was done drinking my coffee, I was not done observing her. She looked very relaxed and the innocence on her face really caught me. She was all composed, happy, pleasant and very lovely. I couldn’t stop looking at her while I still held my empty coffee cup in my hand. While my body was facing away towards the open space, my head and body was tilted towards her. Mainly my mind was glued to her. As I closely observed, I could see water droplets on her neck and part of her blouse on the back being wet with water. Seems like she just had a head bath.
While she was moving in between plants/pots, could see her hanging ear-rings which waving in a smooth fashion. She was wearing a light blue sari and a matching blouse. She was slim and looked very cute in the attire… When she bent to water again… Her side view with waist and left boob looked very sexy. Her breasts appeared to be of small perky size… Would say average, but were apt to her body giving richness to her overall beauty. Might be it would easily fit in a ‘B’ size cup bra.
That was one awesome sexy view.. Probably 10-15 mins has passed so far.. but, I kept on admiring her… While she was about to get up.. She slipped backwards and ended up looking towards me.. I was shocked when our eyes met.. I was not prepared for it.. I had to quickly turn around while I missed the cup from My hand… She kept her hand back and said ouch.. Making me turn back.. That was really beautiful view.. I could see her slim slender body bent backwards with her waist visible.. It was like one of the sex sculpture work… I stood up and said sorry for startling u.. She uttered ‘parvagilla’ in Kannada… Meaning… Its ok.. I imagined of holding her tight when she slipped and bent back…. She got up and smiled saying didn’t expect anyone in your balcony as nobody lived there.
I introduced saying I am Hemant.. Just returned from USA on work and looking for a place to live as my wife will join soon.. She was excited to know that my wife will be joining too. She greeted and Introduced herself as ‘Spoorti’ a Housewife and had recently moved from her native… Husband works in IT. I complemented her interest in plants.. She thanked me and invited for coffee in the evening when her hubby would also have come… I said ok as I more interested to meet her formally and also to get to know her hubby.. She was bit happy seeing me and could see spark in her eyes when she learnt I will be mostly home as I will be working from home… I guess that brought her some relief as she was alone during the day and could find some company…
I said bye and headed back to the living room. Sat on the sofa while I switched on the TV. Was just browsing through the channels and the word “intolerance” was all over the news channel. I was least bothered about what and who is tolerant and to what extent. All were doing drama as most of them had stomach and mouth full food and account full money. I pitied the poor ppl who continue to struggle in our country and across the globe. Anyhow, I slowly dozed off for a while and then woke up around evening. Rushed to bathroom and grabbed a pair of clothes from the check-in bag and got ready..
I took a stroll towards balcony and stood for a while as the clouds were getting thicker. Spoorti also came over to the balcony and said… please come over anytime when u r free, my hubby will be reaching shortly. I said sure. I will be coming shortly. I could smell some fried items from her place and didn’t want to visit until her hubby had come. I waited at home for some more time. It was around 6pm when someone knocked the door..It was Spoorti in her blue sari and looked so beautiful when I saw her so close. She had cute dimples too.. She immediately asked.. we are waiting please come… I said. Sure will join in few mins.. she said, no u can come right away.. I couldn’t say no and pulled the doors after grabbing the keys. She took me to her home
She was indeed very attractive with nice structure and not slim neither curvy, while her arms looked decently fleshy and milky white color just at the end of her blouse . She had tied her hairs which reached almost till her buttocks. Her bangles made melodious sound when she walked while her tied hairs bounced from one buttock to other… And, so were her hangings earrings. I slowly followed her admiring the shapely body with nice curves. I somehow didn’t want to ogle her with lust and sex, but her beauty was more appeasing.
She opened the door and let me in introducing to her hubby – Syam. He greeted me with smile. He was an average looking guy, bit short and was wearing a track pant. We did a chit chat talking about our company work etc… He looked bit grumpy towards Spoorti not sure why.. After the initial chat, he hardly spoke and was more focused towards TV than talking to me or her. Was commenting on politics and other stuffs.. Meantime, I started scouting the house, it was well kept, neat and tidy..
Spoorti came with coffee and some cookies. Placed the plate on the table and smiled. He quickly grabbed one and started to sip. She also sat opposite and was trying to engage in a conversation by bringing up some topics. We had a brief chat and since syam had no much interest to know or engage in discussion I decided to leave. I gave an excuse of jet lag and rushed home… Spoorti was bit disappointed, while Shyam said good bye and asked to meet often.
It went on for close to 1-2 weeks where I used to catch up with Spoorti once a while and with her hubby in casual chat. Spoorti used to love my company and enjoyed our little conversations. She was keen to bring up some topics for discussion and look for my opinions or feedback on her thoughts. She wanted to be acknowledged. Based on my observation, her husband used to hardly have any discussion and I rarely noticed any kinky or romantic acts which a typical couple do. It was one monotonous routine. Probably, that is what Spoorti wanted a break from. On one evening, I visited their home to gift some chocolates which my colleague had bought from Sweden. Spoorti was excited not sure if it was due to me or chocolate :). She made some snacks (Bonda, Bajji) and Tea…
Her hubby thanked for the chocolates and mentioned of him going on a short trip to Riyadh. I congratulated him as it was his first onsite visit and wished him good luck. He was to leave in a week for a period of 3-4 weeks. And, was mentioning of her sister to visit his place to join Spoorti while he is gone. We had Tea, some chatting and I decided to head back after saying a bye to Spoorti… She was doing something kitchen and looked very homely and adorable in her sari while her pallu was tied against her saree / petticoat near her hips… Not sure why, but she looked amazing in whatever dress she wears….
Anyhow, I returned back to my flat and relaxed on the sofa by throwing the pant and shirt on the chair. Was in my jockey black shorts and tight vest. Switched on the TV and pulled my legs on the sofa. Was not sure what to have for dinner. It was close to 8pm, then I heard a knock on the door.. I was about to get up to open, since I had forgot to lock it, I was about to tell coming.. but, someone pushed open the door… It was Spoorti, took a while to recollect it was her as she was now changed to a tight salwar kameez… and looking more neat showing her body curves in a right manner…
I woke up startled, while she was shocked to see me in only vest and an underwear (boy short). She didn’t move for a while and by still holding the door she kept on looking at me as was I kept gazing her. . I got up and said sorry by looking for my pant. By then she also said sorry and came in by letting the door close behind. Pant was on the chair close to her. I moved to pick and she was avoiding any eye contact with me and was seeing towards kitchen. I pulled the pant where her hand was resting on the chair. she was taken back and said sorry by giggling… I pulled in my pants and asked her how come you are here… She smilingly said, really sorry for disturbing you… but I knocked for 3-4 times.
As the TV was running and door was open, I came in. I just wanted to give you our flat keys as we are going out to visit a family friend and I was expecting my sister-in-law(Tanuja) to visit before we return. So, thought will give keys to you and if you could hand over to her. I said no worries, I can do that. And, complemented her in the dress which made her look more beautiful and young. I said you look very cute in this dress… She blushed and said even you by mistake and left. That was funny though. After an hour or so, someone knocked and I thought it should be her sis-in-law and when I opened, I saw a very attractive girl probably in her early 20s. she introduced as Tanu and took the key. We didn’t talk much and I went down to get some food.
Next day in the morning, I woke up late and was having coffee in the balcony and saw Spoorti too drying clothes. She saw and wished me good morning. I was pleased to see her. She was wearing the same kameez as yesterday a tight one but with a different pant.. Her sis-in-law also came out and said Hi. Meantime, Spoorti inquired about breakfast, for which I said her about my plans for a brunch outside. She insisted to come for breakfast to join them… I didn’t want to trouble them and said no I need to take shower and all. It will be too late. you carry on. They didn’t budge and asked me to come and have shower later. I quickly freshened up and headed to their place.
Tanu opened the door and welcomed. Spoorti said “Hi” from kitchen and asked to sit on sofa until she gets the breakfast. I was having a chit chat with Tanu inquiring about her job etc… She had recently completed her graduation and was working in BPO while still pursuing her studies. All 3 had our breakfast. Though Tanu was attractive and looking cute in her top and pajamas, I was more keen and attracted towards Spoorti. Her tight cotton salwar like a yoga pant and the tight kameez made her look very attractive… I could see her Mangal Sutra making her cleavage look sexier.
We started sipping coffee and were discussing about Syam’s visit to Riyadh. His tickets were booked and shopping was almost complete with pending packing. Tanu was keen about her brother visiting Riyadh as he could get some gifts to her. Spoorti was enquiring about Riyadh and the strict laws over there… Once done with Coffee, she headed to kitchen while I walked towards balcony with coffee cup and Tanu followed me. Tanu was checking about my weekend plans and activities during off time. Later she requested if I will be able to help her and Spoorti for some shopping in Syam’s absence. Later she enquired when my wife is coming. I replied that she will be here in another month.
Then she asked is everything ok between you both and why are staying apart. For which I replied, yes all is well, just that she will be joining soon once she is done at her native place. I asked her why u feel that way. She said nothing. just asked as it was not logical to stay apart…
She then was silent for a while and hesitantly said I am bit worried of my sis-in-law and brother as they do not speak properly. Syam is not very jovial and always busy with work. Spoorti is very close to me and I want her to be happy. I didn’t know how to react… but, said I guess they both will figure out a way to address that. Tanu wasn’t convinced and said no… Spoorti is open with me and I know that she is going through a very bad phase. She likes my company and recently she enjoys conversing with u… I am glad u are here. and will be good once u r wife joins too then Spoorti will get good company. I said yes and smiled…
Meantime, Spoorti called us saying she will head for bath. I took off from there and took a nap after having shower. Evening, I was bored and saw Tanu on the balcony talking on phone. I didn’t want to go out as I was just in my short and half vest which was bit skin tight. Also, I heard of her going out to meet a friend…. I moved to sofa and relaxed for a while… meanwhile, I heard a knock on the door… Thought it would either Spoorti or Tanu. It was Spoorti who had bought some snacks… She mentioned of Tanu heading out with friend and was getting bored at home.
I welcomed her and asked her to sit on the chair. She headed towards it and giggled looking at the seat. I was confused and asked her what. She continued giggling and picked up my underwear which was lying on the chair. I had just kept it to wear and had forgotten. I grabbed it from her, while she was still laughing seeing at my situation and then my hairy chest visible thru my vest.. Probably she was also looking at my tiny, yet hard nipples thru the vest… those appeared like sweater buttons. She stopped laughing, but still had that mischievous or funny smile on her… Also, she might have been imagining that I am not wearing anything else beneath my shorts now.
These small incidents and meeting on & off over 1 week had brought us close and feel comfortable between us. Also, a level of friendship and trust was built.
I threw my inners inside the bedroom and came back. She picked the snacks plate and gave to me again. I asked her to come over to balcony while we have snacks. We both were standing against the wall with the beautiful evening view of the city. It was lightly drizzling too making the moment more peace and calm. I inquired about her hubby’s travel preparations and said you will miss him for those days. I hope you could also join him. For which, she didn’t respond and just let a deep breath and her happy smiley face changed to a regret. I inquired further asking why what’s bothering you.
She was bit hesitant but opened up saying she is not so hopeful of her marriage and Syam is not very cooperative. He still lives in the era of his ancestors expecting me to not study further/work or to have any social life with my friends. She further mentioned, they had an arranged marriage within family. I liked Syam as we knew each other and as he was traveling to UK for work and plans to settle, our marriage happened in hurry.
I was around 21 and had left my Engineering studies in between, with 2 semester still pending. Things changed after the marriage and was forced to lose connection with much of my friends and had difficult time when my in-laws lived with us until 3 months ago… Her eyes became wet and tears started to roll through her cheeks. I went close and held her shoulder trying to console. She couldn’t control and just wiped her tears and turned the other direction. Probably, she felt embarrassed and tried to go to her home. She was trying to walk hurriedly and with water still in her eyes, I guess it was bit blur and hit the table which was close to the balcony entrance, hurting herself.
I rushed and held her tight, the pain and the fact that she is going through that situation in life and embarrassment of she telling that to me made her angry and tried to push me off. I said her sorry and asked to sit on the sofa. She limped towards sofa and sat there…
I went closer asking shall I look into it. Since she was wearing the tight yoga pant, I could hardly make out if it left any scar on her thighs… I got the ice pack from refrigerator and gave to her. She was still in pain with tears running slowly. I got on to my knees and took the pack by placing it on her thighs. She did an ouch. I laid there for few more mins and when my knees were aching, I got up and sat next to her on Sofa. I said her I am sorry for making you go through this and ruined your evening and tried to wipe her tears (Don’t know what made me do that ).
Our eyes met for few secs, bit longer and she quickly hugged me tight… I let go the ice pack fall on the floor… I embraced her in my arms while she rested her head on my shoulder. It was getting difficult to be in that position. I slowly moved back and put my right hand over her neck and shoulder making her rest on my hand while moving back towards sofa, and her head was now on my chest with her right hand and left hand being free. We were in this position for few more mins…
Later, she took few deep breaths, wiped her tears and said I am very sorry for acting that way. I said I am fine, no worries. I have been in these situations where women just need a friend who can just listen and assure of being together. Its that moment in life where they feel they are alone, even though they are strong. Happens to every human, just that woman is more expressive and heart full of emotions.
Anyhow, I just held her bit firm and got into a more comfortable position. She also adjusted and laid her entire body on me and sofa while her head was rested on my shoulder and chest. I kept my hand on my thighs which she held it from her right hand. I caressed her hairs and let her calm further and relax. We were in that position for some time and then probably our legs were paining as we were kind of stuck in that position.
We either wanted to move to bed or stretch our legs… I asked her to move a bit and pulled the recliner of the sofa as we were seated in the corner. Both our legs got some support and we laid back in same position. She kept her right hand on my chest and as it was sleeveless vest, she put her hands inside and started feeling my hairy chest and nipples. And her left hand was behind holding my back. We both were back to reality, but lot changed in past 30 mins. We had moved from being a secretly admired neighbors to a very cozy friends.
Her soft hands moving all over my chest and back, made me feel a current pass through my spine, making my stomach and groin area experience a very different feeling. Now, while all this was happening, my heart started to beat loud and fast enough to gush the blood more towards the groin area. That was an alarm to me. I was not prepared for it. I surely admire her and love her companionship. But, sex was not my first preference.There is no point having a relationship if you can’t build a trust or emotional bonding. Lust, sex comes secondary when you realize the pleasure you get out of woman’s presence and her warmth. Friendship sometimes will be so beautiful it makes life so merrier.
The passionate conversation, her touch, affection and warmth of her body during cuddling, just makes it more pleasurable. I never let infatuation take over friendship. All those feelings and her touch were making my little Johnny to react. I had to control him from not growing. Though I was putting all of my effort and try to pull my muscles… my heavy heart beat was doing the trick by continuously pumping the blood towards my dick. I couldn’t divert my mind elsewhere or change my focus, as Spoorti was magical in her hands. Though she was just playing with her hands on my chest and relaxing, I was experiencing a different feeling….
Probably the closeness of a woman, the feminine smell, touch and warmth was bringing that change in me. I could see my little bro down was no longer little. As he started to move more, an evident tent started form through my shorts. I saw Spoorti’s face, her eyes were closed and looked very innocent. I was wondering what would she be imagining or dreaming. Could still see some tear drops on the cheek which were getting dried.
I wanted her to remain in that position with eyes closed. Then, Spoorti pinched my nipples and smiled as if she was listening to my thoughts. She was just playing around being herself and getting cozier. Nipples are one of my sensitive area after my groin or penis. That too when a woman is nibbling my nipples, I go further crazy.
Addition to it, Spoorti’s hair was smelling great and fresh. Had the feminine touch making my penis grow much faster and taller. Moreover, I could also feel her armpits getting wet against my hand, which was also brushing her boobs. All this clubbed with her body inclining on me entirely acted as a catalyst. And, her nipple pinch just ensure that my dick will reach its maximum height in forming the tent. I could no longer control. It was swaying in its maximum glory. Since I do not have my underwear and it was just cotton shorts, the tent was looking much more enhanced.
Now, I wanted her to not open eyes and decided to caress her hairs slowly and make her cozier. I carefully moved her hairs across her ears by pushing the ones lying on her cheeks. And, continued moving my hands on her head. That made her feel good, more loved and in turn held my nipple in her fingers and came much closer, by digging her head in my chest. She turned left to get more comfortable and placed her right leg on my leg… That was a nice feeling. I felt very good for the fact that she hugged me further tight and embraced my entire body till the tip of our toes. That moment of she being very cozy with me made me feel proud and satisfied.
I so wanted to trust her with whole of my heart. I kept playing with her hairs. then, she was so comfortable that she bent her right leg and moved still more left. With that, her knees touched my penis. Since she was wearing tight leggings, she could feel the hardness of my penis…
She immediately stopped her hands on my chest, even I stopped breathing for a while and held my breath. After a brief moment, she saw down to realize the tent formed near her leg. I saw her face where she had opened her eyes wide open and said ohh, sorry and pulled her hands off my chest and closed her eyes tight… Though we both knew to what stage we were at and where this thing will end…. but, weren’t prepared to how to react.
I didn’t know what to do, I tried to pull my hands off her, but she held it tight. opened her eyes, looked at me and said. that’s ok Hemant… by saying, she kept her leg over my penis by crossing it and hugged me tight… I held her close further and pushed my pelvic region up…
I then put my right hand further down to feel her stomach and abs. She was very comfortable… and also held my penis hard through her leg. When she folded the leg back. it was like a knee massage… I then put my hand further down and inserted inside her t-shirt to feel her bare stomach… She moved in a shock as she felt a jolt at her stomach and spine… During that move, she pushed her leg back so much that, it felt like a literal hand job to my dick with one stroke.
To be continued in next part.
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