Nandita To Nandini
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I graciously opened my eyes that morning with a smile. Although I couldn’t rouse back everything from the dream, I had a flickering memory of how passionate, arousing one it was. As soon as I woke up, I had an intense urge to rub my dick.
I headed into the shower, brushed my teeth, and stepped into a frosty shower. My body shivered with the leading droplet of snowy water. I closed my eyes in the shower as I imagined myself again with her absolute hard dick. It was not the first time I had a dream of her.
She was my best friend’s wife. For the last few years, I had grown intimate with her as an admirable friend and a loving wife. During every outing and party, I was oblivious that she was my friend’s wife.
These experiences inclined me to conceive that she had roped off something for me, which she didn’t foster for the rest of the posse. I couldn’t decide what it was. I imagined her in the shower with me as I kissed her ruby lips, conjuring up all my conceived up lust, and fenced her tongue with mine.
Her cherry red soft lips rubbing on mine, drizzly mouth locked to me. The taste of her hastened to breathe as our bodies aroused and got passionate from all the wistful touching, fondling, and squeezing. Just the feeble thought of getting our entwined naked bodies wet in that cold shower made my erect dick throb.
I would rub along her curves, then entangle her legs on me, pressing her against the cold wall. Slowly driving in my dick passionately into her drenched pussy. I switched off the shower. Shedding off the wetness of my body and draining the water of my hair with my bath towel.
I was reciting that it was just my wicked imagination, and it would never come to pass. These thoughts should never abscond from my mind, not to her husband and most importantly to her. But it would be a mere galvanized lie if I admit I don’t linger a little longer than the regular hug would let me with her.
Just a second more to get that scent, to pull her closer to me. To feel her cheek rub against mine and to feel her boobs compress against me. I would’ve suspended it if I felt any restraint. But more often than not, she would just lean in just as though it was normal.
I felt a discrepancy as she doesn’t share the same intimacy of hug with others than what she does with me. “Maybe it’s just in my head,” I said to myself. Left for the office as usual. My days spent in the office for money well earned.
As I returned, I glanced at the phone to see her text. “How was the day?” It awakened the intricately buried thoughts.
She has had met all my past girlfriends. She knew my nature, how I am, and my stand about dating. It was more casual than any others from the group. She knew I liked having a good time. Maybe at times, I liked to show a good time.
I’m not oblivious. I don’t restrain myself from engaging in views about women, sex, relationships, lust, or even certain sexual practices such as anal foreplay and the real deal. Yet, the hugs continued, and every so often, so did the ‘linger’ time.
Then there was this one time. Just last week, the whole group met up for a casual joint. I think she wasn’t wearing a bra, probably because her dress was too loose on her. But I glanced at her rendered nipples stiff from the chilly air. She hides it by crossing her hand.
Me, being naughty one of the bunch, I leaned in for a hug. I felt her push herself on me more erotically and even feel round soft boobs through her thin fabric cotton shirt. After an intense hug, which lasted a second, she pulled back with an impudent smile. Like she knew she was throwing me off guard.
And she was right. I was caught off-guard. That feeling on my upper body transcended into a semi-hard on that she knew off only too well. That was the night of my first dream, the dream of taboo.
I was grabbing her by her waist, making her lean on the wall. I caressed her curves. Dove into her pussy for a close encounter. I waited for the next time, and this was it. Today was the day, the moment. My body shivered in fear and excitement.
It was our friend’s wedding, we all visiting Bangalore together. I had lost all inhibitions around her as my friend’s wife. She was just another woman I craved. Two days before the rituals, we all went out for drinking that evening.
She was captivating. Her blue dress pulled back up from her knees. I gawked at her the whole night. It gave me an occasional sneak peek of her panties whenever she adjusted to sit or unfold her legs. I couldn’t believe how a dirty pervert I was, cherishing each moment of those peeks.
Yet, the alcohol in me was tempting me. Whispering in my ear about my lust and how I could have her in all the deviant ways. We got ushered out of the Pub. She was left in the lurch at the side of the road as she waited for her husband.
Yet, I couldn’t let them just drive me. I had finally given in to the temptation, to the devil inside me. After a thoroughly convincing and a recommendation from my not-so sober friends, my friend took the back seat with his wife. I drove them home.
It was a long drive home. Alcohol did do a number on everyone. Her husband nodding off. Her husband is betrayed by the alcohol he drank, tumbling into an intoxicated slumber. She held his hand awake with a smile, feeling the stream of swift frosty breeze.
She hustled to take the lead on a conversation that I initiated. Talking along the drive, giggling like a flock of drunk misguided teenagers. She leaned in front placing her hands on the edge of seats, laughing at the jokes, tapping me on my shoulder and chest.
Her breath shrieked off of alcohol. I’m sure she got the same scent from me. It was in those moments, we both came to a realization. Anything that would follow had come with a bundle of excuses.
“Do you mind if I give you a compliment?” I whispered as I took the turn to their house. She nodded, and I slide my head across the headrest, with my eyes set on the road. I drew my lips abutting to her ears and exhaled with a sigh of my last bit of fear.
“I think you looked sexy tonight. Especially with those sexy legs of yours,” I couldn’t trust my body or mind now. She giggled, holding her hand near the mouth, and whispered back at me, “Is that all that appeals to you?”
“How about the way your lips gleam in the moonlight? And how I cannot stop imagining, they will taste?”
She gave me a nefarious smile through the rearview mirror, she nibbled a bit of her lower lip. She drew closer to me, close enough for me to know that it was going to be a wild night ahead. Instead, she took her index finger and ever so calmly placed it on my cheeks.
Gently enticingly brushing down my cheeks. She whispered in my ear in a luring voice, “You have no idea.” I felt all the blood from my body drain and rush to my groin. My dick grew spontaneously to what could be said as the full mast.
But the avid urge of a craving moment came to an end as we reached the hotel. And the valet received the car. Still, we both were yearning for a moment to happen. The rest of the band was set to arrive. But this, this heated passion, couldn’t wait.
To have my hands all her body, to descend into pure madness of lust, as a night I dreamt of happening, was so close. We carried her husband onto an elevator, leaning his wall, with his hand on the rail. I stood near him. We kept eyeballing at the screen to scare the lift to ascend us faster.8 stories up was a lot to go.
As we waited, she deliberately backed up onto my crotch and gyrating her soft ass on my already hard throbbing dick. I felt the need to grab her waist and thrust in her but couldn’t. Someone was watching us. I banged on the elevator wall to get a hold of myself.
We hurried out of the elevator as she grabbed her keys fiercely out of her purse. As soon as we entered the room, she moved like lightning, a woman on fire, dumping her ever so loving husband on the bed, like a piece of garbage.
Yet, in the following moment, I saw her love. She tucked him in properly, grazing him under a blanket. I stared at her doing, I gazed at her ass. She noticed me ogling, gave me back a stare and a mischievous smile that snapped me away from morality.
“How long do you think the others need to reach?” I asked.
“At least a good 30 minutes, I guess,” she replied.
I walked over to her like a lion snaring its prey, the lustful flame in me was lit. There was no going back. I stopped as I was just inches away from her. I locked my hand around her waist, roughly pressing her navel and pulling her close even more so. I could feel the heat she was in.
“You know this is wrong. Your husband probably won’t approve of what happens next,” I said charmingly.
She rubbed her fingers down my neck to my chest, “Maybe we should avoid getting caught. Besides, I know you can keep a secret…”
Before she finished the sentence, I placed my lips into hers and fervidly kissed her. A second later, I felt her tongue separating my lips and shot to probe my mouth. Our tongues swirled in harmony. Our saliva mixed and provided lubrication for our tongues to proceed with their dance.
It became more furious and wild with the passing of every second. My hands became unduly fidgety and moved all over her back. It wasn’t romantic or tender. It was an animalistic, primal pleasure that charged on through every thrust my pelvis rammed at her and every joust her tongue hurled at me.
My groping hand found its way to her well-rounded bottom as it grabbed her ass cheeks. She lifted her left leg entangling around me. I ran my palms up her calves, her thighs, dragging her dress up along with it. Until there were only her panties between my fingers and her soft ass cheeks.
“Keep Going!” was all she could muster. She pulled away from my mouth, gasping for breath from the non-stop smooching. I ferociously latched on the elastic lining of her panty and pulled with might, which ripped open. The sound of the thin fabric shredding bit by bit fueled our urge to devour each other.
Her breathing became heaved up, sending waves off her drunk breath into my mouth. “Let’s go to your room,” she said as she grabbed my hand and led the way. As soon as I unlocked the door, she slammed it open. She pulled me inside and locked the door behind me.
We started kissing immediately behind the door, banging on the door, that woman wanted it so much, so indocile and frantic. I ripped off her panties completely, throwing them to the open balcony. We kept on kissing as we crashed onto the bed.
Our lips still locked inevitable as our tongues were in an exotic tug of war, rolling over one another. She slowly broke the kiss. She took off the straps of her dress and pulled them out of her shoulders. With one swift shivering wriggle brought her dress to her ankles. I admired her body for a moment.
“Don’t stare at it too much. You can have it all you want, you perverted hunk?” she said.
She was quite an attractive figure. She was a curvy fair-skinned woman, of about 5’8 ft in height. She had creamy smooth, and soft legs with plump fair thighs, calling out to be licked. She had a tight pussy, guarded by brown lips and a dark-colored clit.
Her insides soaked with redness and cum. Her body was beautifully curved. Along with the sexy curve, her 36D round breasts with light pink nipples were soft. They were hidden by her hands because of shyness. She had a bubbly round ass, soft to touch, swaying around, which made her walk a turn on.
She removed my t-shirt and threw it on the floor. Then laid me down on the bed and got on to my lap. I rose myself up, grabbing her by the waist. My groin rubbed against her naked pussy. It was jolting for her. As the thick leather of my jeans rubbed against her soft-skinned pink groin.
I slowly took her face in my hand and caressed her chin, earlobes with my lips while taking a grab at her big boobs. I felt their softness. Her breathing slowly began to stutter. My tongue rushed down to lick her neck. I conquered her neck like a beast biting prey by giving her small hickeys.
With deep kisses on collar bones and licking and kissing the nape of her neck, again and again, coercing her to reveal her slutty inner self. I kept on sucking on her skin until she felt my intense lust in her bones.
After that, with each bite I gave on her body, she hugged me tightly. With her nails snatching on to my back, biting her lips to the brim. I took apart her bra and saw her beautiful bosoms.
“It doesn’t matter that you are my friend’s wife. Today, these boobs are gonna be filled with hickeys,” I demanded.
She bites her lower lip as she pulled me close. I then reached her mangalsutra (wedding chain worn by wives). I moved it aside and dipped my tongue into the depths of her cleavage like licking ice cream. I expressed my lust for her. I gave uncontrollable, vice-like squeezes on her boobs.
My tongue hurled from collar bone to her shoulder, then back. The voice of her breaths became deep. I turned and pinned her on the bed and took out my jeans. I lowered myself to her navel, kissing her on the belly button. Giving her deep press as she arched it forward towards me.
Her body was a bit sweaty, and it came as a rousing fragrance to me. I raised her leg one after the other, licked her from toe to thighs. She wailed and sighed in a muttering voice of a passionate woman. I started to suck her boobs like a baby, sucked on her nipples.
I place them in between my lips and squeezing them. She was panting and moaning. Her body shivered in lust. I squeezed her nipples with my fingers to make her give a loud moan. My hands squeezed and rubbed on it, pulling on it and squeezing them to get the milk.
“Don’t squeeze so hard, baby,” she said. I moved my tongue to her pussy. It was my prize. I blew a breeze, air it to it. She wiggles around in bed, she pulled my head into her pussy. I started to lick her clitoris and stimulated it with my tongue, squeezing her clit more and more with my fingers.
I kept on rubbing her clit, making it more stimulated with my fingers. I raised my other hand to keep on squeezing her nipples. She screamed my name again and again. She slowly started to jump up and down on the bed. I bit her clit. She pulled on the sheets so hard, letting out whining, groaning voices.
I gently inserted my tongue into her pussy.I licked her insides. She gave out such slutty fanatic moans, demanding me to fuck her. I gently inserted my index finger into her asshole. She shook that ass up and down as she started to slap my back. I slowly rubbing her insides as she jumped on the bed.
I interlocked her both hands and held them tightly on her navel. I fingered her in her asshole and pussy in a crusty manner. I played on her clit with my tongue in a delicate way. I grazed my fingers roughly against her g-spot. This went on for a few minutes.
Her lower body kept jumping till she had a great orgasm with a high pitched moan. She was restless, wiggling, and her toes curled and came on to the bed. She took a great breath of satisfaction.
“Wow, (panting nice) at least those girlfriends taught something. Do you have a condom?” she asked while trying to catch her breath.
“Well, no…can I …” I asked with doubt. I flaunted my dick in front of her.
She gave me a flying kiss and pulled me closer with her legs. I then penetrated her pussy in raw with violent force. She took a hard gasp as her toes curled again. While my lips kept sucking her boobs. I then took her by the waist and pushed her on my dick and pumping my thick dick with a hard push.
I again gave her a wild kiss. I pushed in my dick deeper with a ferocious and energetic push. She squealed. I squeezed her nipples between my fingertips. Then I kept on sucking her beautiful boobs of honey lust while I started to give her hard pumps.
Her tight pussy walls tightened around my dick, making me moan too. Like a compressor with warm wetness, it clutched onto my dick with each push. Then she hugged me tight as she moaned. Her legs wrapped around me, and she moved with my push as a rhythm.
The room was filled with our moans and fucking thap dip dap happy sound. She then came on top of me with a swift flow asked to ride me. I agreed like a kid who just was about to get a truckload of sweets. She directed my dick into her pussy. As my dick once again stretched her pussy walls.
Her face made an expression of utter satisfaction as she let out slow moans and groans and panted while riding my dick. As she jumped on my dick, her boobs bounced along with her rhythm. Her mangalsutra, too, was jumping around as I fondled her boobs. (I had a sudden pity for my friend)
Seeing her ride and give out whimpering yet slutty moans was a great sight. I kept my warm hands on her boobs and fondling them and sucking those nipples. Her moans became more and more sluttish as her jumps became rigorous.
I put my hips into her rhythm for extra force. It made her go wild. I could feel her body tremble. I continued to fuck her as she gasped for air and made a squealing sound. I pumped her even more and more hard. She asked me to cum inside. I did in the next few more minutes of
We both were panting and lied in each other arms in bed. As we were cuddling.
Ding dong! The doorbell rang. We both were pretty drowsy from drinking and fucking.
“Oh Fuck!” We said monotonously.
“Go get the door, let me get dressed!” She said in a panic.
“Why me? ” I asked.
“Because it’s your room, dumb-ass,” she said by gently tapping my shoulder,
I went to the door and grabbed the towel around myself as she hid in the bathroom. My friend Riyaz was at the door. “What the hell were you doing? (thoroughly gazed at me top to bottom) What took you so long?” he asked in a doubtful voice.
“Nothing, I was tired, just a quick shower and off to bed,” I said in a cool voice, although a little nervous at first.
“Well, I am gonna be here tonight,” he said in a drunk voice as he entered the room. “What the hell?” I asked in a furious and nervous tone.
“All other rooms are full, so I am dozing off here.” as soon as he finished the sentence, he laid on the bed and started to doze off.
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