North Indian Boy Lucky In Chennai
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Hello dear readers. I’ll start by telling you about myself first. My name is Kiran, 26 years of age, with a 6 feet height and an average slim body to go with. I live in a beautiful city, Chennai. I have always had a great lust for sex, but this lust has not always been for young teenage girls, rather more for married women. The day was Sunday, a public holiday. I had gone to visit my uncle who lives at Tambaram. While returning back for my home, there is a long dark road which leads to the main road, from where I was supposed to catch a bus for home. Along this road, there are few residential buildings. As I passed one of these buildings, I noticed that a car just came out of the parking lot onto the road and stopped. I turned for a second, and noticed that there was a guy and a lady sitting in the car and some talk between them is going on. I didn’t give much notice and continued my walk, while smoking a cigarette. I had hardly taken ten to fifteen steps when I saw the same car come near me and stop, the guy lowered down his window and asked me where I was going. I told him that I was going to Adayar. He offered me lift saying that he too was passing that way and can drop me in the way. I thought for a while, and said to myself that a female is sitting with him, he wouldn’t do anything and opened the back door and sat in. The guy’s name was Ramesh, and he then introduced me to his wife Meenakshi. I greeted her and told that my name is Kiran. Then general talks started. I asked him about his occupation. He replied saying that he is a businessman and has his own textile business. He himself then told me that he had recently got married 8 months back to Meenakshi. He asked me about my occupation. I told him that I work for the software company, and do some part time jobs like helping people in buying LIC policies in the evening. He was really impressed with me and my efforts. Ramesh stopped the car at one medical store, to buy some medicines. When he stepped out to buy the medicines, at that time Meenakshi turned back to me and asked me only one question that is how much I knew about computers. I replied that I knew computers to a great extent, as we work from home lot of time on our laptops. She just shook her head positively and turned back in front and waited for her hubby to return. Till this time I had no ill intentions for Meenakshi, in fact I was respecting her and didn’t even try to look at her, rather looked out of the window. When her hubby returned back to the car, she told him about my knowledge of computers, and told him that I could help them in purchasing one. Ramesh agreed to her idea and asked me if I could help them in purchasing a computer for their home. I thought for a while and agree to help him out in buy a system. He immediately asked me to come over the next day, but as I had my own work, I told him that Saturday would be feasible for me. He agreed for Wednesday, gave me his visiting card, and asked me to come over on Wednesday at 10:30 am. In the mean time, my stop came and I dropped out on the main road. Wednesday came and I reached Tambaram to the meeting point and called Ramesh to pick me up. He was at his way to the office and said that he will call Meenakshi and she will come to pick me up in 10 minutes. So I stood there waiting for Meenakshi.
When she came to pick me up, she was dressed in orange and red mixed tight shalwar kameez, which was sticking to her body, making her curves and features really prominent. Well we drove back to her apartment for that time. She offered me breakfast, but as I had already done my breakfast so I just asked for a cup of tea, and then after that we left to buy the system. As money was no problem to them, so I directed her to the Inbox systems outlet. We placed an order to them and then while returning back she started asking me question about my friends, girl friends if any, and then she got me stunned by asking me about my opinion on sex, and then following with a question that have I ever experienced it. I tried not to say anything and continued to drive back home. After parking the car, in the parking lot, when I asked for permission to leave, she asked me to come back home for a drink and a little rest and that I can leave after half an hour. I came with her up to her apartment and after giving me a glass of cold drink she sat on the sofa in front of me and started telling me the whole thing that why had they given me lift that night. She said she was from north Indian Pune; I felt happy that I had been in north India for 8 years and had no problem with Hindi. She said the main reason to give me a lift was that Meenakshi had a high sex drive, whereas his husband was a useless, and was least interested in fucking females and always thinks of money. Ramesh married her to keep his parents happy and only to extend their generation, but Meenakshi never ever thought of having sex with a third person coz she respected her husband a lot, and even Ramesh even though not interested in females cared for Meenakshi a lot and always tried to keep her happy. So they both stopped the car, to decide whether to give me a lift or not, coz if he did give me a lift, and if Meenakshi would make him agree to have sex with her, she will have to make me agree to have sex with her. After saying all this to me, she started weeping and tears started running down her cheeks. I felt very sorry for her and asked her that if any way I could help her in this regard. At this point, I think now I should not keep you waiting and make you bore more. Well Meenakshi was a girl whom I bet everyone will long to have sex with. 5.6 feet of height, with long hair up to her back. White complexion, natural juicy red lips, with an equally awesome figure to go with, 36C, 29, 32. Well I tried to calm her down, but to vain she just wouldn’t stop crying. I then pulled her face up and kissed her on her juicy lips for a second, saying she wants me to guarantee satisfaction. She gave me a smile, caught my hand and took me to her bedroom and then on entering closed the door behind her. We kissed each other passionately for 5 minutes, exploring each other’s mouth with our tongue. While kissing my one hand was exploring her back while the other hand was busy in massaging her tits.
With my tongue I probed her lips and she opened that sweet smelling mouth of hers and took my tongue in and allowed me to suck hers, which was delightful. At this, her breathing had become hot, her clasp had tightened and then she responded. She took my tongue and she started sucking on it, swallowing my saliva. My had slowly went down to her breast and I found it soft and most pleasant, I removed her Saree pallu and started removing the knots from behind her blouse. One…two…three and the blouse was now open. I peeled it off, exposing the most beautiful pair of breasts, small dark brown nipples jutting out of them. The mood, the log fire, and the food that I had down, all put together brought out the man-animal in me, and I swooped her into my arms and started sucking her breasts, now one, then the other, licking them, teasing them and nipping them. Both her arms were around me and she was moaning. “Am I hurting you?” I asked. “No. It is very nice” she said shyly. And pulling me down her kissed me ardently on my mouth for a long time leaving me gasping. I gently released myself and lay her on the mat and lay next to her. Clasping her to my bosom, I locked my mouth on to hers and we again went into a long and luxurious kissing spree, our hands moving over our backs. And once again we were in the same act, this time our hands moving on our respective backs with more ardour. After some time, we peeled off and then, bending down, I took her right breast in my mouth and first, kissed it and then started sucking on her nipples, gently at first, and the slowly increasing the intensity. She started hissing, “Kiran. What you are doing is giving me so much pleasure” she whispered. “For me too” I said and continued to do what I had started. She took my other hand and placed it on the other breast. Oh! It was so luxuriantly soft. I started kneading it gently, and then took her small nipple between my fingers and teased it very gently. I had no wish to hurt her or frighten her away. A little while after, she said, “Kiran! It is so lovely! Do it harder please” she said and I did what she wanted. We were like that for a very long time, kissing and caressing each other with tenderness and then with passion. A little later, i untied her sari knots and stripped her fully, kissing away her protests. She covered her nakedness with her hands. I gently eased her hands away. “i am feeling very shy Kiran” she said, now hiding her face between her hands. I kissed her removing her hands. “why? I have fallen in love with you my rani” i said, and slowly moved my hand down to her thighs. She involuntarily closed her legs, but at the same time pulled me down to her mouth kissing me with a ferocity which surprised me. Responding to her, i opened my mouth and as tongues were twirling with each other, i squeezed her breast and teased her nipple. Releasing myself, i now started planting millions of tiny kisses all over her body starting from her forehead, behind her ears, on her nose and eyes, down on her breasts, going down slowly to her stomach, then her belly button, and then from the stem of her keg down slowly and gradually till i reached her toes. Ii shifter my mouth without a break onto the other leg and repeated the whole act upwards till i reached her forehead. By then she was hissing and moaning, “Kiran! Kiran!” I then turned her around and lay her on her stomach and now started my kisses from her neck down to her shoulder, the her shoulder blades, the small of the back and when i went down to her ass, i tarried for sometime kissing it and sucking on the two moulds. By now she was heaving and mouthing endearments of love, care and want. I then turned her around and when my hand went down to her thighs, they were now open. When i placed my finger on her mound, i found it oozing wet. “Kiran …” she said and held me tight. I pried it open and with soft, gently motion, teased her two lips. Her grip on me intensified. “come up Kiran” she said. As i went up, she seized my head and drawing it to her mouth pushed her tongue deep into mine, indicating she was too shy to talk and to convey she liked what i was doing. My action between her thighs did not stop. And gently i tried probing her vagina. She spread her legs for me. And the finger slipped in. I was surprised. I thought she would be a virgin. She seemed to know what i was thinking. “it happened with my mama. I was raped” she said with anguish. Kissing her on her eyes and face, i said, “forget that. It is past. For now, you are mine and i will treat you like my bride.” Saying that i dipped my mouth on her breast sucking away on her nipple, and playing on the other. Her whispers were husky. Her movements lithe. The pressure of her arms around me intense.
I now released myself from her and came down. Lying at the edge, i moved up till my head was in line with her thighs i smooched on them and moved up and slowly came down the valley and then between her thighs. The smell of sex was over powering; but to me in my state, it was pleasant, as the fragrance of fresh flowers seem to be there. I kissed her there. “Kiran!” She said and opened her thighs exposing her tender, fleshy and lovely cunt to view. With my finger i parted her labia, exposing the pinkish brown flesh. I dipped my face and smelt her there. She spread her thighs a bit more wide. And then my tongue took over, gently lapping her all over, starting from the base of her cunt and stroking up just below her clitoris, in long smooth, wet slurps. She was oozing away ands i was licking it all. “i am leaking Kiran. I am not able to control it” she said. I was too busy to reply. “do you like what you are doing Kiran?” She asked. Lifting my head, i asked her, “do you like what i am doing?” She nodded her head and said, “haan. amazing.” Its.. really divine Kiran !!!” i was intent on licking her and found that she was enjoying it, as her thighs were now pressed on my head, and she was holding on to it, ruffling my hair. I came up for a breather and went up to her, and taking her in my arms, i started kissing her on her mouth, which she opened for me, thrusting her tongue, her juices and my saliva mixing with hers. For me it was heaven. I now traced my hand down and opening her thighs, probed her cunt, and gently inserted my index finger into her wet vagina. It slipped in though there was some resistance. But as it went in, it was welcomed by her squirting her juices copiously on my fingers, while she held me tight and kissed me all over, wet slushy kisses, moaning away ‘Kiran. Kiran.” I was truly transported to a plane that i was not aware existed till then. I caressed her face and her hair, while my finger was busy deep inside her. And then i ventured to insert the middle finger also, and with the two probed her inside searching for her tender g spot. And when i found that haloed area, i played on it my finger tapping on it like a woodpecker tapping on wood. And that was it. She cried out and her body tensed. “master. It is so very lovely. I am transported into bliss. I love you. How i wish you are mine” she cried. I had to place my mouth on hers as i was now worried whether her moans and cries would be heard by neighbours! “come to me! Enter me. Take me and make me into a willing woman” she said, her nails scratching away my back. At that time it was pleasant and erotic. Later on, in that sivalik cold, it was burning. I released myself from her, and got between her thighs. I gently lifter her and placing her feet on my shoulders i placed myself in front of her inviting vagina which was dripping with her juices. “Meenakshi. With this i am making you mine. And i will be ever yours, i said and gently entered her. She pushed herself into me swallowing me and replied back thrust for thrust. Her legs now entwined on the small of my back. “it is lovely master. I am yours too. And you have made me so happy. I love you Kiran.” And my probes and thrusts intensified till neither of us could hold ourselves any longer, and in a shower of our love juices, emptied ourselves into each other, completely drenching one another. At the end of it, as i lay next to her, tracing her face with my finger, while gently kissing her. In all this process, she had 3 to 4 orgasms. Meenakshi then wore her gown and went to arrange some food for me, while I went into her bathroom for a bath. When I came out, she was upset that she couldn’t take a bath with me. I gave her a passionate kiss on her lips and asked for permission to leave. I kissed her again holding her tightly in my arms near the door and promising her for more such pleasures. I visit her once in every week or two. Ladies looking forward to make their hidden fantasies turn true can touch me for sex experience at
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IncestHi, my name is Saindhavi and I am an Indian housewife with a caring husband and a loving son. I am 35 years old. I got married at the age of 18 and gave birth by 19, my son is 16 years old. He is interested in sports from a young age so we joined him in an academy to improve his skills. He made a friend there whose name was Asif, aged 19-20 (I am not sure of his exact age). He looks tall and has a bulky physique like a bodybuilder. Every day after the coaching, they used to come home together...
Hello dear Indian sex stories readers, in my last story I have described about my exotic adventures in Coimbatore while completing the joining formalities. Now I got a teachers posting in higher secondary school in my residential place of Chennai itself. Its my first day in the school, I went before the scheduled time of 08:30 itself. Initially I met our principal, he called on the clerk and asked her to show me my desk. I followed her, she showed my desk situated in a staff room where most of...
Hi. This is Arjun, back with another recent experience. For those who have not read my previous experiences, I am 26 yr old single, working in Bangalore. The following incident happened 2 days ago. Two of my college friends and I rented a 3 bhk in a posh locality in Bangalore. Days have been quite fun and busy with house parties. We hardly got to know anyone in our locality the first week. One day, I was returning from work, early, around 4. I was just about to unlock the door when the door of...
Hi readers, Thanks a lot for your feedback for my previous stories. As always, expecting your support for this and my upcoming stories as well. This is not a story but a real incident shared by one of my reader and he asked me to post his story here. I am posting in on his behalf and from here, he will be the first person of the story. Here we go: I am Deepak, a 29 year old married software engineer from Chennai. I am married to Priya for the last 1.5 years. Though she is equally educated, she...
Hello everyone I’m jack. This is my first post, so if you find any mistakes please correct me or for any feedback please send me an email to I currently reside in Chennai, TamilNadu. If any aunties, housewives, couples who are interested please contact me through my mail id. The story is way too long and I thought I can split them into different episodes. I wish to narrate it slowly so that you can actually feel the situation so please be patient reading this story. Now coming to my story it...
IncestHey guys, I am Nikhil and I am back with my new sex story. For those who haven’t read my last stories, I am a 21-year-old boy living in Kolkata. I am six feet tall, milky white in colour and my dick size is 6.3 inches. I have always been interested in matured women as their boobs are always so firm and curves are indeed attractive. So, one fine day, I was waiting for the cab to arrive at the roadside and to my surprise, this woman in her late 30s was sitting in the car at the backseat. Let me...
I opened my drawer and saw my turquoise blue bra was missing. It had been happening regularly now. My bras would go missing and a few days later would be placed right back in the drawer. Finding the culprit was a no brainer. It was just two of us at home, me and my father in law. I was 23 when I got married into this house. Three years have past. My husband has practically migrated to Abu Dhabi, reasonably left me for his girlfriend whom he wanted to marry but could not due to strict Indian...
PERVERTED INDIAN WIFEF/m, F/f+, cuckold, incestTheir?s was an arranged marriage .Sudhir was28 years old, average looking guy, who had inherited huge amount of wealth and property from his father, besides a very successfully running hardware business. He had quit his studies after class 12th and was into his family business after that. His family consisted of a younger sister ,Nimmi, a 22 years old commerce graduate who was perusing her master?s degree. His mother Vimla Devi was an kind hearted...
Hi readers am back with another story whom i met through this site.any horny ladies or girls needs in bangalore to fulfill their desire please feel free to ping me on Any couples or cuckhold husband wants to have threesome in bangalore ping me on Secrecy will be maintained. readers who doesn’t knows me am Joe from Kerala,doing my degree here in Bangalore. Am frequent visitor of this site.you can know me more by reading (Mallu gigolo for school teachers1&2). READERS THESE STORIES ARE POSTED...
Hi Everyone, before beginning the story, I would like to thank all of you who mailed me feedback for my first story – ‘My Lucky Bus Ride’. If it was not for all the positive reviews I received for that, I wouldn’t have attempted to write a second story. After about a month after I posted my previous story on this site, I received a mail with subject line – “Hi:) i read your story in indiansexstories site. Loved t :) i like to hav some fun :)” Without any content in the body or anything about...
This is Dev. I have been ardent fan of this site and used to read when I get time. Some of the stories found to be fictitious and others are added with masala. Still, it’s a great site where we can secretly explore and have some fun. I hope you will like and have a wet and rocking moments reading my experience. You can write to me at I am 31, single, dusky in color, well built and got a nice clean guy who is 7 inches. I am working in south and I move around between southern states. I am gonna...
Hi my name is Alka. I am happily married for the past 10 years and have two kids, son 8 and daughter 10. My husband is a businessman. We stay in Delhi. Our life as a family has been great and happy. My husband also loves me a lot, so do my kids. This story is about how I had sex with a man other than my husband in the past 17 years. Once in the afternoon time, I was passing my best friend Amita’s house. Hence I thought I will go there and say a hi to her. So I went to her place without...
Hello readers, this is Shiva and you are reading what happened between a curious housewife and me. I am a guy from Bangalore and I keep myself busy with my work. Due to the last breakup with my girlfriend, I kept away from any relationship with a girl. However, one day I was quite bored amidst my work and decided to spend some time on a website where I could get to chat with strangers. It was boring but somehow I was connected with a Female. We introduced ourselves and were just chatting about...
Hi readers! I am Sangharsh here, a 21-year-old guy from Mumbai. The events which mentioned in my story are absolutely true. Okay readers, my story begins here. In my apartment, a couple along with their kids came to live as my neighbours. The guy’s name was Dhruv, who was a marketing specialist and was out of town for almost every day while the woman’s name was Anita. Anita was a housewife. Now, let me tell you about Anita. She was fair, thick from the bottom and had firm and large boobs...
Today was going to be the best day ever. It was the first day of school for my children. They had enjoyed a wonderful summer, but this housewife was eager to get her children back to school. I took them to their bus stops and had idle chat with some of the other housewives on the block. I kissed my children and sent them off with waves and well wishes, for their first day back to school. I then said my goodbyes and hurried back into my house. I was very excited to hurry up and get out my...
MILFI am Neelu, 37 years of age, married, and have two children. Ever since I married my husband, my life has become lifeless, without sexual satisfaction. To this date, my hubby could not give me a single orgasm due to his premature ejaculation each time he takes me, that too once in a fortnight. This was till I was 25, after which there was no sex between us at all. He was very conservative and did not indulge in oral sex with me. He had a very small penis by any standard with only 3 inches when...
Becoming A Housewife -------------------- Author Note: This story was inspired by fellow Fictionmania author JaneDough7 who started (but never completed) a wonderful series called "The Housewife" back in 2003. Ever since I read her stories, I've been entranced by the idea of a young man becoming a housewife - a regular, ordinary housewife with regular, ordinary duties. I started my version in 2009, but then got stuck in exactly the same place that JaneDough7 got stuck, and so...
Perhaps I should explain something. I have never been a “bored housewife” but I have always been perpetually horny! There is a simple reason for that and it’s mainly physical rather than anything to do with my fantasies or sexual thoughts. The physical reason is that I have a very chubby pussy with a rude pouting clitoris that swells to the size of the end of my little linger. That naughty clitoris is always there, rudely protruding so that it rubs on my panties when I walk. I am ALWAYS sopping...
Hi, this is Arjun. Thank u for the amazing response on my first one on Sonam. This one is about a horny young housewife in Hyderabad. I went to Hyderabad last month for a friend’s wedding. As the wedding was the next day and none of my other friends would check-in till evening, I wanted to explore the city. I rented a self-drive SUV and hit the road. I was tasked with buying a gift for the wedding, so I went to the closest gift store using google maps. I finished with it quickly and as I was...
Hi, all Indian sex story readers. This is Madhan here with a story of a newlywed housewife. First of all, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback for . I am a story writer with many stories published. About Me: I am a Madhan of 28 years of age, 6″ tall, south Indian complexion, broad shoulder, and a normal body with skills of tasting a body erotically. I belong to one of the cleanest cities in India, Mysuru, but currently working in Bangalore (which has all...
I invite my horny Norweigan friend over my place and he wanted to visit India so much that it was his dream. So, Invited him to stay at my house for a couple of weeks so he could enjoy his time. He has an insatiable lust for Indian women, especially Aunties. I came across his name on a sex site and saw that he used to tribute faces of Indian Aunties and so I talked to him for some time and seems like he wants to get laid with an Indian mature Aunty and wants to take videos and pictures of...
Hey people, I’m Joe from Chennai and I’m 30. If any women from Chennai or Bangalore can contact me. I’m open-minded. Share your dirty fantasy to me. Ill full fill it. I’m good in oral. I love licking the pussy for an hr nonstop. Love ecr drive with the girl giving a blowjob while I’m driving. This is a true story happened to me 3 months ago. The babe of the story is married and she is 35 years old have a kid lives in Chennai and she is slim and sexy. She had 34 28 32. Best I have ever tasted. I...
Hi readers, This is Dheeraj again from Bangalore! For those who have not read my first episode- please do read and share your feedbacks here. () I’m really overwhelmed with your responses and appreciations given to the first story! This has actually given me the inspiration and courage to share another incident that has happened from a recent past with you all! This has happened after a few weeks of hosting my first ever sex encounter that has happened with my very first sex goddess (the...