Sharmila Was Crazy
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By: Hotlover
Friends, I have been reading the stories listed here on ISS for sometime now and I was thinking of submitting my experiences or fictional stories. I never could make my self write till now. I felt that it is now time to share some interesting stories and real life experiences. I have tried to fabricate the stories around real life experiences and all the names and characters are fictional. You can call me Raj and I am from Bangalore. I would appreciate constructive feedback. You can mail me.
Garden city as it is popularly known to the outside world. Bangalore is the city where I make a living. I am 37 years old and I work as a management consultant. This story is based on a real life experience and as mentioned earlier I have modified it significantly so that there is a decent plot to read and entertain you all. This is my first attempt at writing so please forgive me if there are any errors.
It was a cold dull Monday morning and I was going through the usual blues associated with Mondays! Sitting in my office waiting for my official mails to download, Wondering, would there be any miracle to change the Monday blues!! To my surprise and delight there was on mail which made me sit up and read. The mail was from a prospective client who was interested to meet me and know how we could help them.
Well you would wonder what is so interesting about this! The interesting part was that the sender of the mail was Sharmila, a lady whom I had interacted sometime back in a party. Sharmila was in her late 30’s and a beautiful one to the hilt! She was classy, simple yet fashionable; sensuality was in her every move. I was smitten by her looks and her sense of style. I must say I have a fetish for women with sexy feet and she had a one which would make any man go weak in his knees.
She looked about 5.6ft tall, full figure, no, I would not call her plump, but the right curves with folds that make a woman very interesting. We had interacted briefly in that party and had discussed about out work etc. I had felt that this woman is a sensual one and would not hesitate to take time out for fun. She was married and was running her our own venture in retail sector. All through the party we had played the game of cat and mouse and I was getting the feeling that she was leading this to something.
The mail was open enough and she wanted me to call her up and fix a convenient time and location for out initial meeting. I did not waste my time and called her up to do the needful. Meeting was fixed on a Saturday morning at a local business hotel. On the day of the meeting I arrived little early and made the necessary arrangements for the meeting. I paid an advance tip to the manager who was in charge of the coffee shop so that I would not be disturbed and get what I wanted with minimal interference.
Sharmila came on time in style wearing a light green transparent saree with all the matching accessories. Not too much of make up, subtle perfume which was wafting around the place just knocked the air out of my lungs. My eyes were glued on to her radiating smile and hinting cleavage show put on in front of me. I guessed she was enjoying the slow torture she was putting me through. We started our discussion and some how I managed to put a decent presentation and had her rapt attention all the time.
All through the talk she was bending, leaning across the table to see the presentation on the laptop which gave me ample view of her beautiful breasts hidden inside her deep necked blouse. Her feet encased in a dark colored open toe heals was pointing me to a hard on. I do not want to discuss the vital statistics etc as these are better left for our imagination. We were sipping on hot coffee and the discussion turned personal.
We were talking about our personal life, marriage, family, etc. I learnt that her husband is working in the US as a research scientist for a software giant in the bay area of Silicon Valley. She was more or less alone in the house as she wanted to chase her dream project here in India. She was candid about her life and I felt she was looking for a discrete partner to fulfill the void which was creeping up in her life. They were married for more than 6years and they were beginning to drift apart.
I asked her about her plan for the rest of the day as it was a Saturday. She smacked me with her answer saying she would love to spend more time with me!! I took the opportunity and said how about going for a drive towards the outskirts of Bangalore and see what we can do. She agreed to it and sent her car off to her office. We left the coffee shop and started our drive and soon we were on the highway to Mysore.
Inside the car Sharmila was responding to my advances with out any hesitation and I was caressing her hands and arms constantly. She was looking at me with burning desire in her eyes. The wind had moved her saree and she was displaying her breasts to me. All this was so sensual and it never looked blatant or vulgar. I could not hold on any longer and I traced my fingers on her lips and moved it slowly over the cheeks. She just closed her eyes and let out a soft moan.
I moved my fingers slowly down her slender neck on the sensual cleavage trying to measure the depth and ended up cupping her right breast she sighed and licked her lips to that. We were close to a know resort and I did the right turn to the road leading to it. The resort was nestled in a mango grove overlooking the majestic hills and was a perfect getaway from the prying yes. I took a double room on the first floor with a balcony opening to the hill ahead.
We were restless and as soon as we entered the room we started kissing. Open mouthed; hungry would be the right word for the kiss which lasted long. We were clawing at each other sensually and I rubbed my face on her blouse covered breasts and I could feel the hard nipples poking out. I kissed her cleavage and moved down to her exposed belly button which was deep and oval shaped I could smell fruity fragrance of her perfume lingering on my nose and kneeled in front of her.
She was sitting at the edge of the king size bed looking at my moves. I slowly lifted her feet up to my face and gently kissed her open toes. She let out a sigh and I removed her sandal exposing her beautiful feet. Her toes were painted light red and looked hot. I took her big toe in my mouth and started making love to her feet. Moving slowly around all the toes and rubbing her feet all over my face.
She fell back on the bed moaning and pushing her feet on to my face. I moved my tongue on to her ankle and traced my tongue up her legs. It was a heavenly feeling to touch the soft yielding legs and as I moved my face up her saree I could smell the arousal from her panty covered pussy. It was amazing to realize that all this time we were fully dressed but horny and hot as hell. I smelt her panty covered pussy and the smell was intoxicating me.
It was the smell of a woman in heat, passion and real smell of a woman which was not masked by any perfume or deodorant. I started licking her pussy over the panty and the taste was divine. Sharmila was on fire now and she pushed me off and started to undress me. I took my time in undressing the beauty in front me and in no time we were in a 69 position. She slowly brought her wet pussy on my face while she took my long thick cock in her hot mouth.
She was dripping wet and I loved the slick velvety feel of her pussy. It was a unending stream of honey flowing from her pot. I was giving lot of attention to her lips and sensitive folds of her honey pot spending lot of time on her hard clit. She was moaning around my cock and was coming close to her first orgasm. Her long beautiful legs resting beside me, my hands on her beautiful ass we both could not hold on any longer. She let out a long deep orgasmic moan.
My lips and tongue could feel her pussy quiver and throb from the orgasm. She took a while to come down from the initial peak and continued to suck my cock. I was close to my release and I warned her that I would cum soon. I had never really thought that she would allow me cum inside her mouth but that’s what she did. She sucking with so much pressure that I let out a wail and started shooting inside her mouth.
This was the first time I had ever come inside a woman’s mouth and she did not stop there. She continued to milk every drop into her mouth and she drank all of it. This was way to intimate for me and spun around as I was hard again just by the experience I had. It was smooth and I was deep inside her wet pussy. It was as though we were made for each other. Perfect fit, depth and we moved in unison to feel the depth of her wet pussy. This was sex at its best for us and we continued our sojourn all through the afternoon.
We lost count how many times we climaxed or how many time we made each other scream. It was late evening and we decided to call it a day and planed our next meeting. Our relationship is still going on and every time we meet its like wild fire. I must admit that I am not a saint and I have had many women before. But there was not one experience in my past that would come close to what I have shared with Sharmila. This was the best of my life till date. Do share your comments with me.
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