Indian Sex Stories

Hi! I know you all love to read Indian Sex Stories. Some just fantasize and others share realities. Well in my case, this is a fantasy come true, of course it had it kickbacks. But the golden moments which I am now recalling were worth the trouble. I am Justin and five years back was staying in Bombay with my family. We bought a large house on lease and in order to meet the monthly installments we rented our first floor. One family which moved in was a Tamilian one. They were an ideally planned family of husband, wife, one son and one daughter.

I was in college at the same time, my male hormonal levels were very high especially the desperation after reading the half-cooked porno books and novels. Like every average guy, I was hunting for complete enjoyment. Most of the time, brain was searching some magic by which I could taste the female flesh.

Primarily my interest used to seek girls my age and at first, I did not bothered to interact much with the tenants. Girls were far from reach because most I knew were SAVING IT for their husband only. Only sometime(rarely), I managed some petting or fondling which used to be very difficult to achieve and costly wallet-wise. On one off-day from college, I was alone at home and was very hyper after reading some fantasies compiled by Nancy Friday. I wanted an outlet and my mind was racing everywhere. Then, I saw the tenants wife coming back from market. Her husband and kids were off to office and school. Though she was not the best in shape but definitely her bulky curvatures suited my carnal desires I needed badly. She was slightly prespiring from the Mumbai humidity and while she was climbing up the stairs, I was going down. She just looked at me while wiping her face, then smiled and complained to me that it is very hot. Then added casually that probably she will need another bath to be comfortable. I just smiled back but inside I was imagining her lusty naked body taking bath. In the moments she passed me on the stairs, I tried to capture every glimpse of her midriff exposed between the saree and blouse. I still remember till date the blue-black saree and the black blouse and her choclate skin.

While, she went to their room, I came down to ground floor trying to figure a way to have a peep at her body and may be something more. With a very brave heart I thought of going to the tenant’s section without letting her know I was there. Then I was ready to face any consequences which may arise of my actions. I quietly climbed the stairs and tip-toed into their section and to my surprise I did not found anyone there. So with trembling legs I thought of going to their bedroom and inside I could hear the tenant’s wife humming some movie tune. Oh, I forgot to tell you her name, on second thoughts lets name her Shanti. Actually she had a more simple name, which I am not going to share. When I looked inside, I found her in the process of changing clothes, that is then she was wearing only her petticoat and a black bra. At the same moment, she caught me peeping in. What followed next gives me shock till date, may be her as well. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out only the opening of the mouth. I wanted to run away but my feet were glued to the floor. We kept looking at each other for few seconds, after which she picked up her saree which was lying on bed, to cover her partially viewable breasts. I had forgotten the world, I was just waiting for her response. She moved slowly to me and asked me about what exactly I had in mind. I kept quiet and then queried me again, this time angrily about what made me think that I could such an offense and get away with it. Still I was transfixed at her. With some effort I blurted out that I was out of my mind and was sorry for the intrusion. Then I followed up with pleadings to forgive me and not to complain to parents. To my surprise she taunted me for being a peeping-tom and above all not having courage to admit my evil intentions. I was about to turn around and run away somewhere, but to my bigger surprise she lowered the saree and showed me her bra clad breasts. Then with a smile, she called me nearer and invited me to finish what I had come for. It was like a punch from a heavy-weight boxer. I was in two minds whether to run away or proceed towards her.

Well, I chose the latter since I knew I was already in soup so lets taste it. Shanti just kept standing there, when I moved in and kissed her on cheek. Her face was very plump and in one movement I caught her in my arms. She was startled and got imbalanced. I tried to keep her on feet but her weight brought both of us down on bed with me on top of her. The moment I was waiting for came so quickly that I was in wondering whether I was awake or sleeping. Before long, both of us were kissing on lips. She tried to thrust her tongue between my lips and with one hand she was searching ofr my dick. Once she grabbed it, she broke the kiss and asked me to do whatever I wanted to do with her. I wanted to undress her and see the female body, but shanti was holding my penis so tightly that I was hardly able to move. When I complained, she said that she wanted to be fucked first and later I can see whatever I wanted to see. So my clothes came off in seconds and she took off her bra. Strangely her breasts were very small than my imagination and were in contrast to her bulky body. Before I could touch them she raised her hips and scooped inside her petticoat and dragged out her panties in one action. I thought she would take off her petticoat too, but she just raised the whole thing to her stomach and showed me her massive buttocks and hairy crotch. Slowly she opened her thighs and all I could see was a glistening red hole between the hairy sides. While I was dumb-founded, Shanti pulled me by neck towards her and kissed me. Then while looking in my eyes at a very short distance she asked me whether I have done it before. When I mumbled no, she laughed so loudly that I was scared for somebody to hear it.

She roughly pulled my penis again and did gestures like masturbation. I was groaning since I knew the pleasures a hand can do. Very soon, my shorts and undies were tossed away. And, then she brought her face very close to my dick and appeared as if she was smelling it. What followed was sheer pleasure. She pulled my foreskin back and took my dick into her mouth. She was sucking as if it was a lollipop, but I wanted to jump with pleasure since the warmth of her mouth was unbearble.

After few minutes which seemed to me like hours, she suddenly laid down and pulled me onto her. I had seen some porno movies but this was real and far more clumsy to me. Without uttering a word, she seemed to understand my problem and guided me into her vagina with her hand. I surged in, and it was heaven on earth. Half an hour ago, I was busy fantasising and now I was actually about to fuck a woman. On impulse, I moved back and forth and near my ears I kept hearing AAHs and Ohhs from her mouth. I just kept going and sooner my speed built up. I could feel my orgasm coming and before blink of eye it swept past my body.
I just kept coming and coming inside her and she was twisting below me in sheer pleasure. After that, I realised both of us sweating badly. My penis shrivelled out of her and left a trail of white sperm which was also oozing out of her pussy. She smiled and her eyes looked drowsy. We kissed and talked non-sense for sometime. Then she remembered her husband and told me to keep this relation as secret and also promised to enjoy more afternoons like that one.

I was tired and wanted to take bath. So I just dressed in my strewn clothes and she kissed me goodbye. What followed was unbelievable. I just could not keep my mind off sex and her. My penis seemed to dislike my hand and always wanted shantis pussy. While on her part, she became suddenly a hardcore vamp. Forget about our bouts in afternoon, she started squeezing my buttocks and penis while passing me in the house. During next few weeks, I started bunking from college and tested out the pleasures of oral and anal sex with her as well. Shanti told me that I was very dear to her since she had not even permitted her husband to penetrate her in ass. Our liason went on for a month. And I had blossomed as a pervert. I started taking pleasure in reading new pornographic material to check them out in real. Then one day, I came to know about S/M methods, where the intercourse was performed after tying the hands and legs of the partner. I mentioned my desires to shanti and she agreed to be a sport. So I brought some ropes and one afternoon when no one was at home and was not expected, I went to her room with them. We undressed and I tied her hands to the headstand of her bed. Then to heighten pleasure, I tied a handkerchief on her eyes. Then I was tickling her fats near thighs and tummy. She kept dancing while being tied down to bed. Since she was giggling loudly and I was too indulged in her responses, I did not noticed that her daughter Mamta had come back from school. While, we were both naked and having fun, she kept staring at us from the door. After a while, Mamta who was about 17 years by then and was studying in 11th standard had a clear picture of what was her mother and myself were upto. Suddenly, she clapped which almost stopped my heart and shanti was tied up to react. First, I wanted to cover myself but then I realised there was nothing left to hide.

So I took off the cover from shanti’s eyes who was struggling to know the identity of the intruder to our fun. After realising that it was mamta, her daughter shanti instructed me to get mamta into bed as well. That way, both she and her daughter would sin with me and no one can point finger at other. Instead of retreating mamta was all set for an argument with her naked mother who still had her hands tied to bedpost. I had to stop the shouting before anyone else also joined in. So I attempted to grab mamta’s mouth but instead got her pert boobs in her hand and while mamta was struggling free, off came her school’s white shirt. She had a wonderful body lacking the fat of her mother’s. I caught mamta in my arms and started kissing her. Suddenly I don’t know why mamta decided to be fucked by me with her mother as spectator. Well I was having the jackpot and I complied. My penis was already up and I still remember the strength I applied to get into mamta who was a tight virgin. As soon as it got in, mamta responded almost like a talented pro. She was much more aggressive than her mother who was looking and enjoying our fucking from the other side of the bed. After I came inside mamta, we untied shanti and then the became the spectator of the hidden feelings between mother and daughter. Both of them kissed and petted, and before long, shanti ducked down to mamta’s pussy to suck out my come from her. I just could close my eyes else I may miss a glimpse. Later, both mother and daughter went to sleep in each other’s arm. I noticed the blood on the bed and realised that it must be from mamta’s virginity.

Since that day, I was almost a robbot going into shanti or mamta. But they left our house very soon as they moved to delhi. I also moved to patna where now I am forrest officer. But that taste of fucking both mother and daughter is still around. I always look forward to my visits in remote areas where I can find pleasure easily. I think desifans must have enjoyed my acts. I will contribute some more of my experiences very soon.
have fun :-
justin

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