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Hi all ISS readers. I am posting after almost two years now. It’s been a long time. I am more than grateful to all the lovely ladies, gentlemen and couples who have been so generous and friendly with me after reading my previous gay, straight and bisexual experiences. It’s been overwhelming, particularly having a nice physical relationship with some and online or phone friendship with others. More than anything, my thanks to all the people who have been posting here, your stories complete my day. To all new readers of my story, you can always contact me on
To all the new ones, I am a 34 yr old happily married male from a small town in Maharashtra. However, the gay, or rather the bi-curious side of mine is not known to my wife. To that extent, yes, I have my on infidelities. But, she remains the top most priority and the only real love of my life, coz, she is a wonderful and awfully sexy lady to be with.
I am good at describing the details. The story may seem long and at times boring to some. But, just relax and enjoy the pictorial details that I try and bring out. I am sure, all the readers will enjoy the detailing and all the ladies, girls, men and boys will have a wet patch, in the panties and boxers in the end. I have not used any real or unreal names to protect the privacy.
Without taking much time, I now come to my story. This happened recently when I was sitting as a guest on a panel of interviewers for a college. I had travelled to Nagpur for the same and was to sit on a GD/PI panel of a college of management for a weekend. It was my friend’s college and I did that not for anything else, but for the academic kick that I got out of it. I had reached there Friday night and the interviews were scheduled for Saturday and Sunday and I was to return back Sunday night.
In my panel, we were three people, including myself. There was another professor from my friend’s college. The third member was a professor from another college in Pune and was a visiting faculty for one subject. She worked free-lance. Like me, even she had marketing post-graduation. She was a bit older than me and had two sons, both in their teens. However, her face, body and figure left little to imagination of her age. She could easily pass for a lady in late 20s. About 5ft 3in tall, fair complexion, black hair which she left open falling almost till the middle of her back, brown eyes lined with a black liner and mascara, very shapely thin lips decorated with an ornate pink lip color, not very glossy to make them look as if it was the natural tone, a sharp pointed nose and a figure, which I assessed was about 36B 30 36. In short, her make-up was classy, and definitely not at all flashy, supplementing her beautiful facial features just enough.
She was wearing a saree, like any lady of class would with a blouse with short sleeves that came down just couple of inches below the shoulders, slightly wide neck and just deep enough to reveal not more than 2 inches of her hemline. It was her skyblue-pink-offwhite coloured saree, with its slightly semitransparent texture and a broad printed floral border at the breast and pallu, and the way she draped that made he look like an angel from heaven. It was tied just below the navel, a part of her waist on the left slightly visible, and then, instead of the typical Indian style of pinning at the shoulders with pleats, she had pinned one end at the shoulders while the remaining feel to show the exotic prints and colors. The broad floral borders just hid the hemline but, once in a while to a watchful eye, the hemline would become visible. In short, she was lady with good taste and class. She could command both respect and admiration at the same time with her looks.
After introductions and tea we were all assigned our cabins and I headed with my panel. As the day progressed we grew friendlier as we interviewed the students and exchanged our views on each of them. We spent almost 9 hours together since we were first introduced at morning tea, having our lunches and evening with each other only. By evening, we were friendly enough to share about our families, she telling me about her husband and kids, and I telling about my wife and kids. For both of us, life is good and sexual tension, frustration, or anything of that sort was out of bounds. I even chanced to look at some of the messages that she and her hubby sent each other, and it was obvious that they were a couple genuinely in love and happy after almost two decade of marriage.
As the interviews ended, I casually asked her plans for the evening, as I was about to go to my hotel room and relax. It has been a long and hard day. Incidentally, she was staying in the same hotel and floor. The college had made bookings for all visiting interviewers, so, it was turning out to be good. Even she had no plans for the evening. I offered her to join me for a drink at the restaurant before dinner. She wanted to rest. When I insisted, she said that she would prefer to have a peg, but, in her own room only. We took a cab together to the hotel and I agreed to meet her in her room in an hour.
I freshened up. As I showered, I could not get my mind off her and had a hard on which I had to cool off with the most enjoyable shag. I then dressed in casual clothes, sky blue Calvin Klein denims and Black Tommy Hilfiger t-shirt. Put a nice deodorant and my favorite Hugo Deep Blue perfume. To all boys and men, it’s one of the best things to put on when going on a date. Your girl will definitely complement you for the fragrance. I rang her up to ascertain she was ready and asked what she would like to drink so that I could place orders in room service. I placed orders and called the drinks to my room. When the waiter came, I signed for the check and asked him to carry the drinks to her room with me. I knocked and after a brief pause, she opened.
The sight in front of me almost got my jaw drop. She was dressed in pink leggings and matching printed kurtis. Her kurti was white except for pink prints around the neck, shoulders and ends of both sleeves. The fabric was again semi-transparent and I could easily make out the pink bra. I could easily tell that she was wearing a push up bra because her breast looked more rounded than in the morning. A bit of the hemline was again visible. The make-up was now even lighter. The diamond earrings were gone. The gold chain was now replaced by casual jewelry most girls would wear. Her hair looked even prettier now as she tied them back in high pony tail. All of it was topped with her very wonderful smile.
She welcomed me in and the waiter placed the drinks on the table adjoining the single seating sofas and left after a good tip from me.
She was having her white Bacardi with orange juice while I settled for JW Black Label on the rocks. While mixing the drinks I minced no words in appreciating her beauty, both in the morning, in as gentlemanly a fashion I could and she responded with a very gracious thanks and smiles. Time was like silk. It wasn’t passing, it was flowing. We didn’t realize that we sat for over an hour and down two pegs each and the third one was already in when we my cell beeped for msg. It was my wife. As we both came to our real world, even she picked up her phone and called her hubby. She sat a distance and was speaking to him and I started chatting with my wife on whats app. While I was a bit disappointed at the break, I realized that I was actually missing her. I was lost and didn’t even look up. Must have been good 15 mins. When I finished, I saw that my friend was again back in position and smiling at me.
Out of curiosity, I asked why the smile? She answered that she was smiling because of the smile I was carrying. Well, talking to my wife, particularly when on tour has always been one of the things that I cherish. The longing just brings out the best of romance and small talk in us. I confessed this to her. I then just complemented her for the increase in her glow. She blushed and said that even her hubby was something like that. She even confessed to him that she was sitting with me. I asked her if she mentioned if she was having a drink with me to which she said no. Her hubby, though just poked her with a sentence, don’t get too naughty with me. We both had a good laugh and continued. She sat closer to me and showed me pictures of her family and I showed pictures of mine. She complemented me for the beauty that my wife is while I acknowledge that her husband was a very lucky man.
As we were browsing through the pictures, we came across pictures of my n my family to our trip to Singapore and Hong Kong. In some of the pictures, my wife was dressed in some very exotic dresses, deep cleavage revealing necks, shorts, mini-skirts, tight sleeveless t-shirts, halter neck tops , backless tops. The pictures left little to imagination. I even had one pic which I clicked when she was bathing. It only showed part of her face and bare back. No naked bums and boobs. She let out a loud laugh. I turned a bit red.
I then took her phone and kept browsing for pictures. She and her hubby did like to travel and one pic in particular caught my attention and if my face was a shade of pink, her face was now cherry red. It obviously was at some beach. She was in a white two piece string bikini. It showed her ample flesh and curves. It was clicked just after she might have come out a dip in the sea. I purposely zoomed-out the picture and naughtily commented on her boobs as being of size 36B. She was taken aback and in mock anger asked me, how could I be so sure. I very naughtily replied that my wife was also almost similar size and this is one dimension that I cannot miss. I also that that her tits should be awesome, from what I could gather from the slight view her wet bikini was giving out. She returned the banter with comments on the bodies of me and my wife. In the exchange, the naughtiness of the comments increased and we even started poking and pinching each other.
With already three pegs of alcohol down our throats, it was one eventual that we would lose control and the same was now happening to us. I was already on a bit of a high and she definitely was in slightly worse condition that me. In our so called mischief, I pinched her nipple from her dress. She returned with a poke at my cock. I responded by drawing her closer and holding with her boobs with her back to me. She tried to fight back, but could not. To escape out, she took a hard grip at my cock and balls and tried to free herself. I freed my hand and grabbed both her hands and held them very tight with both my hands. She was now completely stuck. My arms were around her with both her hands held in a tight grip. To make it tighter, I wrapped my legs around her waist. She tried to put up a fight, but to no avail. I grabbed her even more tightly and now my face was very close to her neck and ear. We were both breathing heavy and I was now breathing down her neck and into her ear. She began to relax, probably with the sensation of the warm breath on her body. I drew her closer and stayed that way for a couple of minutes. She did not move. I slowly bent down planted a gentle kiss on her neck. I think I heard her moan very softly, nothing else.
I got courage and kissed a bit longer this time. She was still in my grip. I was holding both her hands. I released one hand and placed it on her boob. She flinched a bit and moaned, this time more audible.
We kept our play going for some time. I kept kissing her ears, cheek and neck while fondling her breast from over her top. She also started to respond more freely and eventually turned her face. Our lips met in a very gentle lip lock. Not too intense, but, very sensuous and passionate. I had release both her hands. She drew one hand back and started fondling with my hair. We kept kissing and I turned her towards me. She sat facing me for some time. Our eyes met. None of us spoke a word or moved. We just kept looking each other in the eye. Time stood still for me. The look in her eyes was not lust, not love, but that of a lady, genuinely willing to have a good time.
I moved closer towards her and embraced her. We hugged and sat that way. None of us was in a hurry. The sense of pleasure in the moment was overwhelming. Slowly, I started fondling her again and gave her a deep passionate kiss. Our tongues met and we exchanged saliva generously. I put a hand inside her kurti and lifted it up and pressed her boobs over her bra. She moaned in pleasure. I went ahead and put a hand inside her bra and pinched her nipple. She let out another moan. This was a no turning back moment. I further lifted up her kurti to remove it. She just broke the embrace and removed it readily.
I put a hand behind her back and unclasped her bra. Her breasts were round and firm for her age. They presented one of the most attractive sights with the dark areolas and tits that were hard and perked up. I just caressed her breast, very softly, at a very leisurely pace, feeling the shape and the softness. She smiled and started removing my t-shirt and vest. Now, we were both topless and once again started hugging kissing and fondling each other.
Her skin was soft, and incomparable. Each woman in unique in respect of the beauty and sensuousness of her body and the way she uses it to make the other person feel loved and special, and she clearly epitomized it. Inadvertently both of us started undoing each other’s bottom wear. I got up and also got her on her feet. She was wearing leggings with an elastic waist. Very slowly I got down and with an even slower pace, got her leggings down with her panties. She had well-trimmed pussy hair. She was really horny. As a result, her mound looked more swollen that it was. Her clit had also enlarged and her pink pussy lips were glistening with the juices leaking generously out of them.
I gently massaged her pubic area. She spread her legs to give me better access. I saw that her juices had even left a portion of her shapely thighs wet from the inside. I started kissing her pussy mound and moving my fingers over her clit and pussy lips. With the other hand, I was massaging her bums. I kept doing that for some time and she responded back with her moans and moving one hand on my hair and playing with her boobs and pinching her tits with the other hand.
She then removed my face and got me to stand up. She immediately unbuttoned my jeans and in one swift stroke got my jeans and boxers down. My dick which straining for what seemed like eternity sprang out pointing proudly at her. I hurried stepped out of the. Now we were both totally naked in front of each other. She sat on the couch and started playing with my cock and balls. Her fingers, thin and soft felt amazing and I started leaking precum. After I had leaked a good quantity, she started lapping it up drawing her tongue out as much as she possibly could. Having licked my dick head clean, she started licking my balls and finally sucked my cock. Many men have a tendency of judging the lady with her expertise of sucking the cock. Frankly, with her I cannot pass judgment. All I can say is, the combination of her soft fingers around my cock and balls coupled with the moist lips gently mouth fucked with the occasional garnishing giving by the gentle brush of her teeth as my cock moved in and out was superb.
As I have already mentioned, each woman in unique in respect of the beauty and sensuousness of her body and the way she uses it to make the other person feel loved and special, and she clearly epitomized it. I know it’s repetitive. But, everything about her, be it the way she reacted when I licked her or when she sucked me, was unique, special and only added to the calmness that she carried in making love.
After she had sucked me a couple of minutes, I took her by her arms and led her to the bed and laid her right in the center. I climbed over her and spread her legs. Her pussy was a treat for me, wet, glistening and absolutely ready. I teased her pussy and clit with my cock. I could see it in her eyes that we wanted me in right then, but still, she laid there enjoying the tease gripping the bed cover tightly and leaking more and more juice. Her glory had opened to its full capacity. I put in two fingers inside her pussy and got a generous quantity of her juice on them. I then spread it evenly on her tits. Now while my cock was brushing against her pussy walls and clit, I started licking both her tits alternately. And man, that taste was out of this world. Her soft skin, the perky tits and her pussy juice, it all just made me crazy. I started licking her wildly. Now she could not stand it and she held me at my bums and drew me closer. My dick which was already at her pussy opening went in like a warm knife in soft butter. She now clasped with her legs around my bums and her arms around my back. Even I grabbed her putting my arms under her. My lips were at her neck. I started fucking her, very slowly and at the same time kissing her neck and earlobes.
It was slow, intimate and sensuous. None of us was desperate. I fucked her slowly but gaining speed as well. I lost track of time for how long it went on. All I recall was that I picked up pace and she also held me very tight. I could sense that she was also getting close to her orgasm. I started fucking faster. I could sense my cock swell and balls twitch. Her pussy was leaking heavily so much that as I moved my cock in and out of her pussy there was almost splashing sounds. We were both breathing heavily. All of a sudden I felt her arms and legs grip get tighter on me. She was having her orgasm. She came with almost a scream. Just as she was cumming, I felt my cock explode; one, two, three and I don’t know how many spurts. I kept going till I was sure that I deposited all my seed inside her pussy. Both of us were exhausted. I just lied that way on top of her with my cock still inside her pussy as it slowly went limp. We both might have briefly passed out.
I opened my eyes and lifted my face and kissed her gently. She responded with a kiss and said, “that was amazing, thanks!” I realized that ever since we started our first real physical contact when I grabbed her, these were the first words that came out from either of us. I responded saying, “thanks to you. You are truly beautiful and extremely sensuous and sexy!” I lay by her side and we just lied there playing with each other’s bodies and kissing each other. The room was filled with the odor of sex. I suggested we both have a bath.
She agreed and we both got into the shower cubicle naked. I set the water to comfortable temperature and we started bathing and soaping each other very generously. I pressed her boobs, caressed her ass, massaged her back and thighs while soaping and cleaning her. While cleaning her thighs, I sat on the floor and put a finger inside her pussy. I was still filled with some of our juices. I licked my finger and then put my tongue on her clit. She immediately raised one leg and rested on a side bar so that I could lick her better. The warm water from the shower was still running all over us. Soon she was wet with her juices and I kept lapping it all up with the water. She started moaning and grabbed my hair and started fucking my face. I grabbed her ass and started fucking her pussy with my tongue faster and faster. We were now in rhythm and soon she came heavily. She squirted and it felt as if she was not going to stop at all. I lapped up most of it. Some of it sprayed on my face. After gather her breath, she stood still and I got on my feet.
My cock was rock hard by now. She got behind me and started massaging my back with her tits while the water was still running over us. She got a hand around me and started massaging my cock. God, this was something that does not happen often and not to many men. I never knew what wonder a woman could do with her fingers. I did not take much time for her to have my cock explode another massive load, albeit this time all over the walls of the bathroom. If this was the pleasure of shagging, I don’t mind it.
We both got out and dried each other. She just put on her night gown without any innerwear. She did not ask me to stay back, understandably so. It was clear that while she enjoyed the time, he had her family. During our talk in the evening, we had both shared how much we liked talking to our spouses in the night while away from each other and I respected that. It happened between us, but, it was not love, it was not lust. I just happened. While both of us were happy, none had guilt either. It was not planned, not thought of. But, now it was time to move on with only a fond memory. I got dressed, gave her a parting kiss as I said good night and proceeded to my room.
The next morning, we again met in the lobby of our floor. Since no one was there, she just gave me a quick peck on my lips and said good morning. I responded back with a peck and good morning. The rest of the day was uneventful like the previous day. As the interviews concluded, it was time for me to catch my train. I rushed back. As I sat in my train, I got her message, hope to see you again.
Well, I definitely hope to see her again. But, do not plan to do it. Life is full of surprises and she was a very pleasant surprise for me. Most importantly, pleasant surprises leave a much longer memory of fondness.
To all ladies, girls, couples, gentlemen and boys, if you enjoyed this story, do write me back on And even if you have not, your feedback is most welcome. I am in Hyderabad on 11 March and Nagpur on 12 March. Any interested person in these cities, your buzz is most welcome.
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