Indian Sex Stories

Well guys I am Anita..21 from Bombay. I have a full figure..34-28-36..i.e 34c breast cup..28 waist and 36 ass, 5ft6in in height wheatish complexion and sharp features. You may be surprised to note that I am a girl but yet I read a lot at Indian-Stories and of course I love it too. So I decided to share my first experience with you all.
This happened when I was 19 year old and guess what it was hands of my closest friend Manoj. Manoj was then 21 yrs old and stayed in my neighborhood. I was right from the beginning in to internet and have enjoyed Cybersex for a long time also I would save all such talks and chats in a special directory on my pc.

I hardly knew that the guy I regularly cybersexed with was none other than Manoj infact he had arranged that he do it. One fine day he came to me and told me that he wanted me to see something and gave me a bunch of papers and they were my cybersex chats with him I was shocked. and surprised I asked him how he got them but he said that that was none of my concerns, he also told me that he would give the entire bunch to my dad. and that I was doing something very wrong. I was very scared…and didnat know what to do. I even begged him pleaded with him..ke “Please aise mat karo mere jindagi barbad ho jayge”. But he would listen to nothing.

Suddenly he held me close crushing my breasts in to his chest and kissed me hard..and long on my lips. He told me “Anita ek shart par mein tumhe maaf kar sakta hun agar tum apna yeh sunder sexy badan mere havale kar do.” I was shocked I slapped him hard and moved away he held me again kissed me hard and said “janu aaj raat tak ka samay hai sooch lo phir mat kehna maine mauka nahi diya aur han aaj rat mere ghar par koi nahi hai.” He went away..but i was left there scared and thinking..and ashamed…but something had to be done. Agar papa ko pata chal jata to woh shayad mujhe mar he dalte. Finally scared I went to Manojas place at about 8 that night… Manoj welcomed me with an open embrace” aao janu mujhe pata tha tum aaogi”.” Aaj to badi hi sexy lag rahi ho !” as he said so he pulled the front of my shirtas neckline and stared at my cleaverage and kissed me on my neck. I decided to plead with him one last time. but it was to no avail so helpless I had to do what he wanted. As he had requested I had worn his favorite white figure hugging top(no bra inside). which really complemented my big breasts and my middie black skirt.

He asked me to go in and get him some water..as I got the jug for him rather than drinking he started pouring it slowly on my top, as it got wet it became semi-transparent..exposin my breasts. he was thoroughly enjoying what he was doing I stood there helpless and red in shame. He started sucking my breasts from above my shirt…and I could do nothing but beg him not to do this to me after all I was his best friend…but he wouldnat stop. Now he asked me to strip…”Chal Anita abh nangi ho ja..mere liye, mujhe tera woh madh-mast jism deekhna hai” not wanting to do this but helpless never the less i complied. I let my wet t-shirt off me and threw it to the floor covering my naked breasts with my hands to hide them from his view “Haath hatao aur apne bablon ko message karo” came his command as I obeyed he came close and started licking my nipples..by now surprisingly I too was getting aroused…ohh yess I was aroused..as I started breathing harder..my breasts would rise and fall in rhythmic motion. Mere breasts ko chumte hue sudenly usne apne haath mere skirt ke ander dal diye aur mere chut ko apni ungli se sehlane laga. Ohh ab mijhe bhi maza ane laga tha mein dheere dheere apne body ko hila rahi thi aur uske ungli ke strokes to support kar rahi thi. Suddenly he stopped..” Chal Chal ab apni skirt utaro”..I was not resisting any more and said ” Khud he utar lo na mein kahan rokti hun” as I said so I undid the button ..and down went the zipper of his pant…letting his jeans to the ground..his underwear soon joined the pant…he had also by now stripped me off my skirt and panties.

Mein uske bahon mein thi puri tarah se nangi..hamare badan ab ek ho chuke the. Suddenly Manoj ruk gaya aur jake ek condom le aya ” pehnao yeh mujhe”, “mein tera bura thodi na chata hun..mein to tujhe chata hun”.Ofcourse I obliged…I was very moist by now…meri chut akdum gele aur tayyar thi…he entered me ever so slowly…I screamed in pleasure…”ooooohhhhhhhh Manoj meri jan chodo mujhe..apna bana lo !!”.First his strokes were long and slow..then he started gaining momentum..ohhhh ohhh faster and harder..at the same time woh mere breasts ko masal raha that unhe chum raha tha…we had sex almost 3 times that night….Mujhe pata he nahi that ki itna maza bhi aa sakta hai, us din ke bad Manoj jab chata, jaise chata mujhe chodta tha…aur aaj bhi un dino ko yaad kar ke mere jism me ek aag se lag jati hai .

But unfortunately Manoj now has shifted to the states, and I am looking for a similar sex-partner. Hope u like this true life-incident of my life…send your comments to me at: girl34_28_36 {AT} hotmail.com
Note I have the same nick at yahoo chat too and my icq is 100208833.
Love Anita..

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