Read in Indian Housewife Sex Story that after having sex in the bus, I called that boy to my house for sex. I want to enjoy sex openly.
Friends, how are you… I hope you are well.
I salute all bulging pussies and erect dicks…
My name is Simran. I live in Pune.
You people gave a lot of love to my previous sex story Chudi in a moving bus all night long
, so thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Let me tell my new readers that I am a housewife. My breast size is 32-B and my hip size is 36 inches.
I have a perfect body… whoever sees me, keeps seeing me. Be it older or older, everyone keeps throwing lines at me. Seeing this makes me very happy from my heart.
As you know, my husband runs a hotel business in a mall and he is busy all day long. Because of this there is an unbreakable bond between Aman and me. Aman met me in the sleeper bus.
Listen to this story.
When we came back from Hyderabad from our holidays Aman and I took our number.
Now we started talking daily through phone calls and messages. Gradually I started liking Aman and he also loved me very much.
But due to my social phobia, I met Aman only once out at a restaurant, and since then most of our conversations have been over the phone.
Aman used to call me for sex.. but I was a housewife so I had to see it before doing anything.
I wanted to have sex with Aman again and again but I was afraid of the society and could not share everything openly with him.
But it is said…where there is a will, there is a way. The same thing happened to me. We decided to meet on 26 January.
What happened was that my husband had to go to Delhi for 10 days for hotel work.
I pretended to be very sad when he told me that he was going alone.
I said to my husband- Will you leave me alone and go to Delhi? How will I spend my time here?
My husband explained to me and I lost my temper and agreed.
At the same time, my son also insisted on going with her and he agreed to take her with him.
I did not make any noise then… because this opportunity seemed to me a golden opportunity to spend some time with Aman.
I told Aman about it in the evening and he was very happy to hear it.
Just as my husband was planning to leave, the day came.
My husband has a flight tonight. I went to the airport to drop her in the evening.
After coming out of the airport, I went straight to the beauty salon where I got my entire body waxed.
I have a lot of pubic hair, so I have my hair cut into a heart shape from the end just above my cleft.
I wrote Aman’s name above the heart below my navel. I wanted to surprise Aman and tell him how much I love him.
I applied mehndi on my hands and feet and also wrote Aman’s name on the mehndi design.
Next day on 26th January, I asked Aman to come to my house. Before Aman came, I decorated the house beautifully.
That night, the bed and room where I was going to have sex with Aman was decorated like a wedding night.
My room looked beautiful and smelled of candles, flowers and perfume.
Next day on 26th January, when Aman came to my house in the morning, I was wearing a black net saree.
She was wearing a black tight top, so Aman kept looking at me for two minutes.
Then I called her inside and closed the door from inside. I asked Aman to sit on the sofa and then went to the kitchen to give him breakfast.
But Aman was impatient and he followed me to the kitchen where he hugged me and started kissing me.
I also got excited so I started taking her side.
He kissed my neck and said – My love, it seems you are thinking of committing suicide today.
I touched her cheek and said – Aman, my life is in your life.. Love me so much today, I am satisfied.
Aman- Don’t worry my love. I also want to eat you alive today.
I said- Eat, who has stopped you?
Aman said while squeezing my breasts – I want to eat them raw.
By this time Aman’s hardening penis had hit my ass.
My desire started reaching its peak and I took his penis in my hand and said – It is getting tight in a short time.
Aman caressed my pussy over my saree and whispered in my ear – Yes darling, today my penis has become very restless.
I said- I am also feeling uneasy, my dear… but today everything will be out in the open. No need to rush.
Aman again said while massaging my breasts – Yes, Mrs. Mallika Alia’s order will be followed.
I laughed at Aman’s behavior and turned and fell into his arms.
In fact, today I feel so relaxed sitting on Aman’s chest that I don’t know how long I have been separated from my lover.
She also surrendered into my arms, leaving her hot breath on my neck.
We stood close to each other like this for several minutes.
His penis hit my navel.
I said- Aman, your Babulal seems upset.
She said- Yes dear please calm down with your mouth so that I can have peace and we can celebrate our independence well today.
I wanted to suck his penis myself.
I freed myself from his arms, bent down and sat on my knees. I opened the button and chain of Aman’s pants and put my hand in his underwear.
As soon as I placed my hand on Aman’s penis, the black snake started hissing.
I also made up my mind to detox her, I quickly took out my penis and put it in her mouth.
Ah, I feel like Tarannam has arrived, and Aman is also in more or less the same situation.
He held my head with his hands and started fucking my mouth.
After sucking for about seven-eight minutes, Aman released his juice in my mouth and I swallowed Aman’s salty nectar in my throat.
After ejaculating, Aman kissed me for a long time. Then we both separated.
I gave breakfast to Aman and then we set out for a walk.
We both spent the whole day roaming around, watching movies, shopping… and eating in restaurants.
Aman took great care of me the whole day, when he came in the evening he even brought four cans of beer.
We both went home.
Aman is not ready to leave me yet. After coming home, I sent Aman to freshen up and I went to cook food.
After taking bath, Aman came to the hall and started watching TV.
I went to freshen up and told Aman to come to the room only when I called.
Aman said yes.
I went to the bathroom to freshen up. After washing, I wore a size 30 mesh panty to make my 32-inch breasts look tight.
After that, I wore my wedding dress, jewelry, makeup and came to the bed and sat in the middle of the bed.
Everything happens exactly the way I want it.
Now I called Aman to come inside.
As soon as Aman came inside, he was very happy to see my surprise. Aman came near me and lifted my veil. I blushed like a bride and bowed my head. He took my face in his hands and placed his warm lips on my soft lips. I suddenly shuddered. He started kissing me. I also started supporting him.
Aman kissed me for a long time. Then I took off my veil and kept the pallu of the saree aside.
I went up and wore my shirt and made love to her. He made me lie down and started kissing my body. She started removing all the jewelery one by one while kissing my entire body.
Take off all the bracelets except one from my hand.
Take off the necklace from my neck. From nose to nose, from earring to ear… that is, all the jewelery on my body… While kissing me, he removed all my jewelery one by one.
While Aman kissed me, he also released a hot breath. So I melted in pain in his arms like a fish out of water.
Then Aman made me stand on my head and started opening the hooks of my shirt while kissing me from behind.
Soon he was opening the buttons of my top and taking it off under his hot breath.
Similarly, Aman removed all my clothes one by one and made me naked. She just left her underwear on me.
Then he stood up, took off all his clothes and came to me.
He came close to me and started kissing me. Then I caught hold of his penis and started moving it back and forth, Aman put his hand in my panty and started massaging my pussy.
This makes me even hotter.
Aman took out his hand from my panty and moved it towards my breasts.
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