Read in “Indian Chudai Girl Stories” My boyfriend and I enjoyed sex. Sex is fun! But I had a fight with her and my sex stopped. One day I went to my sister’s house…
Friends, you all have
written me thousands of mails about my previous Indian sex girl stories
, sex of village desi girls in the city .
Since I’m a new writer on Antarvasna, when I first opened the email I was surprised to see what was going on. Where do all these emails come from?
Then when I started opening the mail, I realized that the whole world knew the story of my sex with an Indian girl.
At first I was afraid that my life was ruined. But I applied my mind and everything was fine, my privacy was not violated in any way. This boosted my courage and I started reading the emails one by one. As soon as I opened each email, my pussy started crawling like ants.
Well…thank you all again for loving me so much. In many emails I received various offers of sexual intercourse. But you know, these are all stories from my past life, and the one I’m sharing with you is the first story.
Before writing further about Indian girls having sex with other cocks in sex stories, let me introduce myself to you all once again.
My name is Dimple, I am 28 years old. My figure is 36-30-36. I am also married. Today I want to tell you about some unforgettable moments of my life. I am sharing these incidents with you at the request of a Facebook friend. have fun.
After having sex with Sumit once, my friendship with him became very deep. Because once I tasted the cock, my pussy started craving for Sumit’s cock again and again. Sumit also used to call me to his room from time to time to fuck my pussy. Now my breasts were quite full, so I started enjoying getting the dick sucked.
After this incident, there was a rift between me and Sumit and I broke up with him. There is no use in giving reasons for all this.
My pussy was no longer fucked by Sumit’s cock. I have been restless for a few days but what to do…I can’t find anything that can relieve my vaginal itching.
Then gradually I started feeling normal. I told you in my previous sex story that I went to my sister’s house. My sister’s in-laws house is near my room. It was only after seeing my sister-in-law getting fucked that I gained courage and asked Sumit to break the seal of my pussy.
That’s why I often go to my sister’s place. One day I went to his house and there was a very handsome boy sitting there. He was so handsome that no girl looked at him. My eyes fell on that boy. But how do I start talking to someone like that?
I went straight to Didi and shouted “Didi Didi… where are you…”.
Sister said- Yes Dimple, I am here. Come on, sit… want tea?
I said yes and sat next to him. I asked my sister about her and gathered the courage to wonder who was that hot girl sitting outside.
Then my sister served me tea and started placing the cup on the tray.
I asked- Who is this cup of tea for?
My sister said- Look at my brother-in-law outside.
I understood, that boy is my sister’s brother-in-law.
I said- I have never seen him. Since when did he become brother-in-law?
My sister smiled and said: Let me introduce you to him.
That’s all I want.
Then my sister introduced me to her brother-in-law.
I can’t tell you the real name of her brother-in-law, so I will introduce him by the name Vishal.
When Didi introduced me to him, he also looked at me, smiled and extended his hand – Hello… I am Vishal… What about you?
I shook hands with him and told him my name – my name was Dimple.
After talking to Vishal for some time, Didi went to the kitchen. My eyes fell on his broad chest and manly arms.
Perhaps once or twice his eyes fell on my breasts also. I was wearing a jeans top so my breasts were wreaking havoc on my tight top.
Then my brother-in-law came and started joking.
My brother-in-law jokingly teased me and Vishal and said – Vishal, this is half of my family… you can make it yours if you want.
Vishal smiled.
Hearing brother-in-law’s words, my pussy started to stir and I said in my mind – Vishal, I am ready to become yours.. Come, make me your wife and rub me. Fuck my pussy.
Now I started talking to her more boldly.
The banter continued like this. Then we all had food.
It was already late at night, so I started back to the dormitory.
Brother-in-law said to Vishal- Vishal, you go with Dimple and drop her to the hostel.
That was the first time we met. I kept trying to get closer to him throughout the way, but he would move away from me every time. Perhaps this was his hesitation.
I asked him how long have you been here?
Vishal told me that now that my studies are complete, I will stay in Patna and look for a job with my brother.
Consoling myself I said, ‘Come on Dimpu…it doesn’t matter, this boy will stay here for now. No need to rush.
That day he sent me to the hotel and went back. But he took my heart. I walked into the room, took off all my clothes and stood naked in front of the mirror. I started imagining Vishal’s cock while squeezing my big breasts.
While fucking my sister-in-law, I saw how big my brother-in-law’s penis was. Brother-in-law’s penis was about two inches bigger than Sumit’s and was also quite thick. I assumed that Vishal’s penis was equally long and thick.
That night, imagining Vishal’s long and thick penis, I rubbed my pussy a lot and fell asleep twice.
Now I started thinking again and again about going to my sister’s house. But I needed an excuse to go to her house every day. I started thinking.
The next day I called my sister and told her that I was not feeling well. I don’t know, I’m feeling a little weak.
Didi immediately called me to her.
I said- Okay. I will come when my dizziness subsides.
Sister said- I will send Vishal and he will bring you immediately.
As soon as I heard Vishal’s name, I said “yes” to my sister. I put three-four pieces of clothes in a bag and got ready to go to my sister’s house.
After some time, a call came on my mobile phone from an unknown number.
I picked up the phone – Hello, who?
“I am Vishal, Dimple… standing below… I have come to pick you up.”
Hearing her voice I started sighing.
I quickly said- Okay Vishal ji, I am coming out.
When I came out of the hostel, I saw Vishal standing on his bicycle waiting for me. Wearing sunglasses and a half-sleeved T-shirt, he looked like a film star.
I greeted him, went over to him and sat on his bike with my legs on the side.
He took me to my sister’s house.
On the other hand, I met my sister peacefully and told her that I have come to stay at your house for a few days.
My sister said – What is there to say in this… I was going to ask you to stay here. When you feel like it, go.
Now I kept my stuff in the room and came out and sat on the sofa. Vishal is sitting outside. When I told him, he started asking about my health.
Then we started talking.
Within two days I opened up a lot to Vishal. He also loves to joke, so we get along very well.
We have a playful relationship, so there’s a lot of teasing and joking around.
Whenever he goes out, I will call him. So he knew that my number was saved with Dimple.
Three days later, he sent me to a hotel. Now Vishal and I are friends.
At the same time, my sister became pregnant and my brother-in-law got transferred to another city. So I got an order from the guest house in the village to stay at my sister’s house for a few days. My sister works and due to her pregnancy she faces difficulties in cooking and household work.
No one from our village can come to Patna nor can my brother-in-law stay at home away from work for so many days. That’s why I was forced to come. But I myself was dying due to this compulsion.
If I go there, Didi will get help and Didi will continue to participate. I can also stay there and take care of my sister.
I started thinking that Vishal is still taking sports coaching while staying at his brother-in-law’s house in Patna. Therefore, arrangements were made to fuck her.
That day I packed my things and went to my sister’s house. When my sister and I lived together, our friendship became deeper because we lived in the same house. He used to take me to college on his bicycle. Sometimes he would bring it, or I would do it myself.
Someone has rightly said that boys and girls can never be friends. Friendship started turning into attraction. But so far neither of us have said anything sexual about each other.
We both used to say ‘Ah’ to each other… but I don’t know when we met you, we didn’t know anything.
I really enjoyed cuddling with him. Sitting on the bike with him makes my pussy squirt a lot. I also noticed that on some occasions Vishal deliberately braked the bike so that his back hit my chest.
Our life continues like this. I used to yearn for Vishal’s cock almost every night.
I will write you the complete details of how I fucked my sister’s brother-in-law in the next part of Indian Chudai Girl Story. You keep sending me emails.
Yours Dimple Kumari
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