Read Beautiful Lady Sex Stories to know how I traveled to a city and joined the riots. I entered a house for safety. There was only one woman there. He asked me to come.
It is said that there comes a time in everyone’s life when life gives us moments close to death… and they turn out to be the best moments of life.
Before starting this sex story, I want to tell you that I am a big fan of Antarvasna. I have read every story here…and I like many of the authors. His story is my favorite. Today I would like to thank Anta Vasna on my behalf.
This incident happened in 2013, when I was in UP.
My name is Yash. He is 5 feet 10 inches tall and has a well-built body. I work for a well-known company. There were riots in UP at that time. I had been there for a while before that. I did not tell the name of that place because people infer religion, caste and femininity from that place which is wrong.
I was traveling in a taxi when the riots occurred. It was eight o’clock in the evening, there was no light and I had to go to the hotel. On the way, when the taxi driver saw a large group of people coming to the area, he got out of the car and ran away. I am very nervous.
As soon as I got out of the taxi, I saw a woman in a burqa entering a house on a nearby road. So I ran to his house. As soon as I entered her house, she saw my condition, let me in and quickly closed the door.
I started saying something – Madam…
Before I could say anything else, he placed his hand on my lips and motioned me to remain quiet.
Seeing the people outside the room slowly disappearing, he removed his hand from my mouth.
As soon as her thin hands touched my lips… it felt very pleasurable. Such white hands, such innocent hands, my lips just feel that this moment should end here.
He found a matchbox from a place in the wall, took out one and held it in his hand. Then he held the candle flame in his hand to light the candle.
At that time only her eyes were visible through the burqa. To be honest, those moments are still fresh in my mind.
When I looked into his eyes… I was stunned. Beautiful eyes, Kajal. She is very beautiful.
He brought the matchstick to the candle and looked at me as he lit it. At that time, please raise your piercing eyes slightly and look into my eyes to indicate that you are safe.
I just fill my emotions with this natural magic.
It is not that I have not seen beautiful girls or aunties.
But at that time when I took the step to go out.
He told me- Wait!
Aah…a wonderful blend of sound and sweetness…I stopped and stood there stunned.
He closed and locked all the doors.
Then she said- Come on.
I mechanically followed him to his house. His house is very old.
Once inside there is a square, then two rooms below and probably another room on the terrace… there is a kitchen below… there are stairs near the kitchen.
She was about to move forward. I called softly from behind – Madam, listen.
When he turned towards me I said – Yes, I am stuck here today because of the riots. Please somehow help me get out of here.
She said- Yes, I saw.. now it is difficult for you to come out. Can see the outside environment. If you listen to me, just stay here, wait for things to cool down… and then leave. Don’t be afraid. I am also an Indian, you can trust me. You go upstairs to your room to change clothes. I arrange food.
While speaking, he handed me the candle in his hand.
I took the candle from his hand and started going upstairs. There is an old room upstairs but it is very clean. The room has one bed, a wardrobe and a TV.
The weather was a little cloudy and there was lightning. I changed my clothes and came down and went to their kitchen and called from outside.
Me: Yes… thank you for inviting me here… but please excuse me, may I know what your lucky name is?
He said- Why are you talking with your neck bowed? By the way, my name is Laksana, please see above.
As soon as I raised my neck, the first thing I saw was her feet. So beautiful, so fair. The color of the toe nails was shining in the dim light of the candle. Then she wore a silver anklet on her foot.
Then I saw her taking off her burqa. He was wearing a red colored Punjabi suit.
My eyes kept moving upwards.
Now he looked at his hands… very white. The sleeves of the kurti were short, which showed her fair arms.
He kneaded the dough by moving his hands rhythmically. As a result, each bracelet on her wrist rotated rhythmically. As Motama’s hands rolled the dough, the bracelet began to move, adding to its beauty.
Then my eyes fell on her face. Oh, his eyes could have sunk. Simple eyebrows. Her complexion is fair with tomato-pink cheeks. She had small earrings in her ears and red lipstick on her lips.
She is a very beautiful Nazneen.
It is possible that even Indradev would leave Indradev after seeing them…this would not be an exaggeration.
Then my eyes met his for a moment. As soon as our eyes met, I lowered my neck again.
She laughed at my attitude.
What a beautiful smile, I smiled too.
I asked- Yes…is no one visible in your house?
She said- Stop talking like this. I have a son who is at my grandmother’s house. I am a government teacher away from the city. I came home in the morning to do some work and there was a commotion… so I got in trouble.
Then I asked- Where is your husband?
This time she became sad.
I knew from his attitude that something was wrong.
Just then the light came on and I saw her face under the light… Aah, a voice was coming from my heart – Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh over… Hhhhhhh. HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
She is divine in every way.
She looked at me with the same eyes and said with great authority that now she will serve the food.. You go to your room.
I said- No, I want to help you here, not as a guest, but as a family member.
She said- Okay sir, let us see your service also..! Let’s cut the tomatoes.
Then the lights went out again.
She again said – Yes, tomatoes are on the shelf above… take them from there… there is a knife here. But you won’t use this knife for anything else, right?
Perhaps there was a twinkle in his eyes.
After saying this, she lit the candle again and started concentrating on cooking the barbeque.
I was about to pass by her, reach into the shelf and pick up a basket of tomatoes, when a mouse touched her leg and walked past her… She screamed and clung to my chest.
She said in a nervous voice – Huh…
At this time the mouse also ran away, but it still stuck to me. His hot breath was moving up and down my neck. She started hugging me tightly, her hands caressing my back lovingly. I could feel the hesitation in his chest.
I controlled my emotions and said – I have got the tomatoes and the rats are also gone… now go.
She realized this, but after holding me for some time, she turned away from me with a smile and said – Come on, cut the tomatoes.
She smiled at this.
Seeing how fast I cut tomatoes, she said – Wow, my wife will be happy.
I also said- who knows? Currently there is not.
She said- We can find out. But there is enough help now. …bring two tomatoes.
When I stood up, some of the water that had fallen from cutting the tomatoes was not visible. So when I stood up to leave, my foot slipped and I fell into his arms.
A little water from the tomato plate I was holding got on his clothes, but he kept me under control. Our eyes got lost in each other as he held me. Our lips were so close that even her breath was hitting my lips. The heartbeat is getting faster every moment. At some point her lips stuck to mine and we started kissing.
I was still holding the plate of tomatoes, but her flour-stained hands moved to my neck. He closed his eyes.
The sound of woo woo woo… came.
I also kept the plate and put my hand behind her and started kissing her. Our lips met…and our tongues started fighting with each other. Just then the light came on. I regained consciousness and went away.
Now out of shame I started saying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” and ran away to the upstairs room without making eye contact.
I came and sat on the bed and started thinking to myself that as a guest I was violating all etiquettes. I must control myself.
Imagine, 20 minutes have passed since this happened. Just then I saw Laksana coming towards me at the door with a plate. I was not able to make eye contact with him.
He extended the plate towards me and said – Forgive me… I made a mistake, I got carried away. The kiss started with us, but I want to say one thing that you are a very nice person with a kind heart and your spontaneity and your simplicity can drive anyone crazy. Today, for the first time since my husband’s death three years ago, I am not able to control my emotions. Don’t be angry with us.
I started looking into her eyes, stood up, went closer to her, held her thin hand and said – No one… that’s enough… Come on, you also eat.
Then we finish eating in the same plate and pick up the empty plate and wash our hands. As soon as I went to the bathroom to wash my hands, the lights went off. Then her foot slipped again and she came back into my arms. While caressing her, I placed one hand on her stomach and the other on her breasts.
In the darkness it was difficult to see who was looking where, but our breathing made us realize that our dignity was slowly being lost.
I hugged her again and came into the room without saying anything.
How should I describe my state of mind?
Here also the heartbeat is disturbed…
there the heartbeat is also disturbed.
As I was thinking about this, she came into my room again and came to me. I was waiting for the light to come near the window.
As she came closer, a bright flash of lightning embraced me again. This time we held each other tightly, only the wall of clothes was left.
Now it is difficult for me to control it. I also started putting my arms on her back. She raised her neck and we both looked at each other for a moment. I didn’t realize when his lips came in contact with her breath. She joined me on the bed while we kissed.
I asked her to lie down and lay down next to her. I placed my left hand below her neck and the other hand above her panties. Even through clothes, it makes people feel a delicate stomach. I removed the cloth from her stomach and started caressing her delicate stomach, the feeling expressed through the bulge of her chest and her closed eyes.
Now I touched her lips again with my lips and we both started kissing. One of her hands was on my neck and our kiss started making sounds of “muuhahaha…muuuuuuh…”.
As soon as our lips closed, such sounds started coming out. When he did that, he took me personally. My penis started making her feel it from above her pussy. Along with the clothes, her pussy also became desperate for my cock. I held her tightly in my arms and she closed her legs behind my ass.
While we were kissing, our tongues were fighting with each other and from below we were both moving back and forth. The fire of lust was so strong that it seemed as if the clothes would fall off on their own.
I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes and instead of looking at her she started kissing me back and started taking off my t-shirt.
Once her hands reached the t-shirt she continued lifting it up. Then his lips slowly came to my navel. As soon as her delicate lips moved, the sound of ‘Aaahh…’ came out of my mouth.
Then he climbed up and bit me on the chest… which further increased my embarrassment. I sighed loudly.
He took off his T-shirt completely and started kissing and biting my ear. She started holding my lips again.
How do I describe that wonderful but humiliating moment…I don’t understand.
Our kiss became deeper. Now I don’t have any clothes.
I asked him to stand on his head. I pulled her hair aside and kissed her neck from behind and she screamed – Yammammalla!
She was biting her lip herself. His left leg is straight and his right leg is slightly bent. So her ass looks bulgy.
I put my cock on her ass from behind. There was still a wall of clothing around my ass, but she could feel my cock.
I placed my hands on her chest and started pressing her breasts with my hands and started kissing her neck.
She began to make “um…yeah…yeah um…” sounds from her mouth.
Then I started moving one hand down, teasing her pussy over her salwar. Perhaps she had not felt like a man for a long time. Water had started coming from her pussy. She was shaking so hard that her hands were forcing both of my hands to do it more forcefully.
As soon as I put my hand inside her salwar, I realized that she was not wearing panties. Then as soon as I touched the clitoris of her pussy with my finger, barely for a moment, the fluid from her pussy started coming on my palm.
Perhaps so much water was coming out that it seemed as if water had not come for a long time. His breathing was going up and down. Maybe she was controlling herself.
I also stopped my hands and made her straight and kissed her forehead and kept caressing her cheeks with the other hand.
Pussy fucking is not a big deal for a woman. He feels trust and love when he feels that his partner understands his feelings.
His breathing was slowly being controlled. As time was passing, I could clearly hear the sound of the hands of the clock on the wall in front and its beats.
Then everything happened which happens between a man and a woman.
As soon as she became normal, she looked at me again. Perhaps there were feelings of satisfaction in his eyes. Then she gave me a small kiss to show her thanks and started holding me tightly. But her hugging me like this did not seem like lust, it felt like a thank you.
All the women who are reading this story of mine can understand this.
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