Friends, I’m Yovini. I am married to Deepak for one year. I’m 19 years and gifted with beautiful pair of boobs and a sexy ass. I’m fair and have big brown eyes. I’m regular reader of Iss, as I like to read spicy stories of sex. Like you!
I have sex with my husband, but I enjoy more with my landlord- Kailash. If I have a baby, I want it from Kailash because of his care and kindness.
My husband, Deepak is having a running laundry business in Gandhinagar. He opens at 6 am and stays there till 11 pm. I quit working after marriage.
On my first wedding night, Deepak forced sex with me. I didn’t expect him to do it forcefully. He removed his clothes and showed me his big bushy cock. Then removed my clothes and pushed it inside me. I hate him. He never even explained about the sex.
I’m sorry to disappoint you right in the beginning of my story. But I’m also happy to share how Satisfied I am with Kailash Ji- my landlord.
Well, I was born in Amritsar and did my education till 10th there. My parents married me of at 18 and I never knew about sex before.
I wish that at least mothers must educate their girls on satisfactory sex. But I also know that 99% of them haven’t had it.
My story of illicit sex with Kailash may give you the idea of how a woman gets ultimate sex satisfaction. And is ready to do anything for her partner when she does. So sit tight and get ready for a wet panty…ahem .. Underwear.
As Deepak leaves early for work, I prepare his breakfast and lunch and am free for the rest of the day. We have rented a two bedroom apartment and stay away from my in-laws.
I look out of the balcony for major part of the day because I like the park. And I see some regular couples holding hands and talking.
And Kailash Ji lives in our same block two floors above. He is 45 years and is married to Kanak.
One day, he rang the bell while I was taking a shower. I hurriedly wiped my body and wore a satin blue robe before I opened. He asked if he could come inside.
I had not worn anything inside and my hair was wet. The gown had a deep neck and my cleavage was mesmerizing. I felt awkward. I opened the door fully and welcomed him. My sexy figure was seen because the gown was strung tightly. He asked for a glass of water.
I walked swiftly toward the kitchen, but tripped. He got up and came to help me. I fell on my hip and I screamed in pain. He came closer and held me by the waist. I was in shock.
“Meri baat suno, Vani. Tumko utha ke bed pe rakhta hoon. Tumhe moch aayi hai.”
“Uncle aap kyun takleef karte hain. Main uthti hoon.”
Before I got up, he lifted me in his lap and moved to the bed. He is a strong man his chest felt warm.
When he was moving, the string of my bathrobe opened up and he saw my naked boobs. They had become firm with his touch.
Last night, Deepak had forced himself on me and given me a bite on my shoulder. I cannot forgive an animal like him. (Someday, I will take revenge.)
Kailash Ji put me on the bed and I tightened the robe strings again. I felt awkward again. He left immediately.
The whole day, I was thinking about his thoughts. What he could be thinking about my body. And I thought about how he would look without clothes. I imagined a clean shaven cock – bigger than Deepak’s. I was filled with sexy thoughts that whole day. I surfed the net and found this website.
That night, I kicked Deepak on his bushy cock when he tried to do sex with me. And I told him that I do not want to fuck very loudly. The neighbors may have heard. He didn’t pursue more and slept in the other room.
Kailash Ji came next day. This time also I was taking a shower. He came inside and enquired on my hip bone. I came to know that he’s a kind person. We began to enjoy each others company and he paid a lot of attention and compliments to my figure.
And quite often I caught him staring at my navel and neck. I began to dress for him. When I bought new bra and panties, I would imagine him removing it and admiring my beautiful round boobs. I seldom slept as I was horny for Kailash Ji.
Deepak had shifted to the other room. And we never spoke much. Kailash ji’s and my life was same. He hated his nagging wife and I hated Deepak for being inconsiderate.
In one year of my married life, his cock didn’t stroke my cunt for more than five times. He ejaculated on just looking at my tits. And he slept without caring how I felt.
Kailash Ji kept coming home and we knew everything about each other- except hadn’t seen each other nude.
One fine day, I decided that we must both explore each other. And show how much fire we have for each other. I knew that Kailash Ji admired my boobs. That I was much younger and hotter than his busty wife.
I happened to see some erotic postures of sex on the net. I had not had sex for four months and had never been squeezed on my boobs like in the pictures. Kailash Ji was my safest sex partner and I knew even he wanted to fuck like me.
I have wanted my man to be gentle in bed. His cock must not have hair around. And he must be a good kisser.
I show respect to a man’s expectation too. So, I clean my private parts and remove unwanted hair on all parts of my body. I have a sexy mole on my upper lip and bite it whenever Kailash Ji looks directly. And purposely show my beautiful creamy armpits for him to enjoy. My love hole is now reserved for kailash Ji.
That day, as soon as Deepak left to work, I called up Kailash Ji.
“Uncle, aap neeche aayenge?”
“Kyun, Kya baat hai?”
“Mere pair me moch aayee hai. Aur ye to office chale Gaye hai.”
“Aata hoon.” He replied, his voice was a whisper.
Within half a minute he rang my doorbell.
I purposely wore a see through slip. No undergarments. I wanted a screw badly. And wanted to fuck a real man. My dream man. I peeped from the key whole to make sure it was only him.
I opened the door and he entered. I told him that I wanted support to go into the room. I put my arms on his shoulder and he led me to the room. My beautiful armpits. My boobs were in his lustful gaze.
I sat on the bed and he felt my legs. There was a current in my whole body. He pressed and asked whether it pained here. I said no. His hands gently pressed on the ankle and I said no. Then he pressed on the calves. I said no. A little up to my thighs. All the while, I bit my upper lip and told him no.
Now I said, yes here ( near my thighs). A little higher. He pressed and I said a little up. His finger came near my love hole and I said, ” yahan khujli ho rahi hai.” His four fingers nursed the soft opening of my pussy.
He already got the signal of my lust by my dressing. He made me lie down and said he has to see it closer. And I have to close my eyes. I closed.
“Uncle, andar ungli dalni ho to dalo. Mujhe yahan khujli hoti hai. Shayad aap ye khujli door kar sake.”
His one hand came and covered my lips and the other hand started to massage the opening.
“Ye to bahut hi nazuk jagah me khujli hai. Iske liye tumhe do ghante kapde utarke sona hoga. Aur main is khujli ka thoda thoda Karke asar nikalne ki koshish karunga. “
“To karo Na, uncle.”
“Tu mujhe uncle bulana band kar de. Kam se kam apne bedroom me. Mujhe Kailash bula.”
And he removed my slip and saw my naked boobs and soft body. He removed his shirt and showed me his chest. He went down and kissed the opening of my cunt. Then got to work of fingering it. He inserted and pushed deeply till it hurt. He kept shagging me till I pleaded
Him to stop.
“Kya Deepak tumhe aise ungli dalta hai.”
And then he started to massage my soft round boobs. They had become sensitive with the hot fingering.
“Ab in gol gol chuchiyon ko thoda choosna hoga. Saath hi ye ungli neeche se Kaam karegi. Aur ye baat Deepak se mat kehna.”
He put one arm below my neck and pressed his mouth on my right tit while his finger kept shagging me. I felt so good. In my life, no one had done this to me. In fact I never knew it gives so much pleasure to do it.
His mouth sucked and licked my round boobs turn by turn. They swelled even more. His fingering now stopped.
Now, I took control. I came on top of him and removed his pants and his underwear. The length of his cock leapt up in attention. It was so thick. And so much bigger than Deepak’s. I played with the entire length for ten fifteen minutes. All the while, he moved his hands on my back.
We enjoyed the warmth of each other’s body.
After one hour, we separated- fully satisfied. He was now ready to give me a fuck. And I wanted him to fuck me to the core. He took me doggy style and pounded me in my anus. Deepak never knew how to change the position, except him being on top.
“Ooh. Sssssss. Aaaaah. Sssss. Hmmmmm. Aaaaah. Aur zore se. Oooh. Meri jawani . Aaah. Sssss. Mujhe zor se. Zore se. Zore se. Aur zore se. Chodo. Aah. Chodo. Aur zor se chodo. Kailash. Aah Kailash .”
He pumped with all his strength. He pushed it inside out. And his cock’s entire length went inside and humped me like a whore. I was enjoying with a man old enough to be my father.
He too had never experienced a horny girl like me. A girl so hot to be his bed mate. He pumped me till I pleaded again to stop . It was too much for me.
After that day, whenever his wife is not around, he comes down and fucks me. And poor Deepak gets to screw me only once a month.
The best part I like about fucking with Kailash is the way he undresses me. I purposely do not wear bra. And I lift my hands up in the air for him to uncover my already hard tits. Then he caresses them and licks them.
And then I unbutton his pants and pull out his hard erect cock and massage it.
We have sex every afternoon in different positions, in different places in the apartment. I imagine that someday we should run away and make love in the middle of the sea.
I want to become a mother to Kailash’s child. And so, to cover up my sex with him, I let Deepak screw me sometimes. And it’s even more enjoyable now.
With this illicit relationship with my landlord uncle Kailash I feel completely satisfied with the sex. We explore each other’s bodies and know what will give the other more pleasure.
He sometimes gives good tips to Deepak to screw me ( when I’m not around). They share blue movies and I watch them too. And Kailash Ji can fuck me in all the postures.
Deepak however prefers to fuck me missionary style.
If you have become wet by now, please clean yourself and write a horny letter to me. I would love to hear from you. My email I’d is email@example.com.
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