Friends, read in the XXX story that when I was neither getting the pleasure of sex nor the pleasure of a child from my husband, I grew close to a colleague. I got these two types of happiness from him.
Author’s backstory: I’m looking for someone to relieve my vaginal itching.
I belong to a middle class family and my husband works in a government bank. I also received an education in hotel management and worked as a receptionist in hotels.
The story of this friend Xxx is absolutely true. This is part of the sensual sighs and groans of my life.
I have been married for five years and still don’t have any children.
For some reason I could not get pregnant.
My in-laws live in Nagpur. My husband and I work in Hyderabad.
I am not happy with my husband Meehank. He is unable to have regular sexual relations with me and I am not satisfied with my husband’s performance in bed.
He will ejaculate before I reach orgasm; Then his penis will be like a dead rat and all the fun will be ruined.
I want a strong cock which can enter my pussy like a rod, which can fuck my pussy for a long time and satisfy me completely.
In addition to sexual problems, I was infertile, so Meehank and I went to a fertility clinic for testing.
Investigation revealed that Mihank had difficulty in penile erection and prolonged sexual intercourse. Therefore his semen could not mix with my pussy juice and hence I could not get pregnant.
His semen contains very few sperm capable of producing a child. Its treatment was also started, but the results were disappointing.
I knew that I could not have a child with Meehank’s semen.
For some reason, I did not show the final report of the clinic to Meehank.
What happened next, how I got this child, I will tell you all this today.
My husband and in-laws started blaming me for not having children and started blaming me.
They all used to insult me by calling me barren etc.
Meanwhile, my husband was posted in Karimnagar, 300 kilometers away from Hyderabad.
He went there.
Now he comes once a week on Saturday night and leaves on Sunday night.
I will be alone here for the rest of the time.
We rent an apartment here.
My husband is trying to shift back to Hyderabad.
After two years, he transferred back to Hyderabad because I worked in the private sector in Hyderabad and I was his wife.
Sheikh Sulaiman worked as staff manager in our hotel. He also faced many problems in his life.
His wife had uterine problems and was unable to bear children.
That’s why Suleman was always dissatisfied with his wife.
Because we worked in the same place and faced similar problems, Suleiman and I became closer.
Then we both started sharing all our sorrows, happiness and sorrows with each other. Every small and big thing of my personal life started becoming an important part of our conversation.
Both of us started getting tied by an unknown thread.
Our friendship became even stronger. We are very close to each other.
Till now both of us had kept the news of our relationship hidden from the world.
Sulman would be with me every night and we would talk a lot.
There is something in the heart, but it always comes on the tongue.
But the real thing did not happen.
Both of them were a little confused.
But somewhere deep inside us there was a desire, a desire that had become a need for both of us.
We both started thinking that maybe we were made for each other.
There is no reason to break the distance between us.
Meanwhile, his wife is back home for a month.
Then Surman started spending most of his time with me.
In our free time after work we go shopping, watch movies and sometimes eat at restaurants.
Sometimes dinner is eaten at my apartment.
But at night, when he went to his apartment, I was still in pain.
But she couldn’t ask him to stop.
Neither of us had to wait long after his wife left for her parents’ house.
That was July.
As usual today, after leaving the hotel, Sulman came to drop me home on his bicycle.
I invited her to the apartment for tea.
He immediately agreed and came with me to my apartment.
I changed my clothes, made tea and brought it.
We both drank tea and kept talking.
That day, Sulman was in no hurry to go home, so both of us kept talking for a long time without any worries.
All the same personal things started happening.
Suleman asked me why I don’t have children? How about husband Meehank?
I asked him what were his wife’s faults. Why was Suleiman unhappy with his wife?
When I was saying all these things, it was 12 o’clock at night.
The next day, he was on leave due to hotel work arrangements.
The way our hotel staff is managed is that everyone gets one day off in the week and Sulaiman gets the next day off, even if it was not a Sunday, which I did not.
Since my husband used to get Sunday leave, I myself preferred to take Sunday leave.
That day I decided that I would not go to work tomorrow.
Well… we continued our long conversation.
Just then the storm started outside.
Suleman said – It is time for me to leave.
I said- No, there is a storm going on outside. You stay here today.
Suleman said – No friend, understand this. We all live in each other’s hearts. This is still true. If I stay here with you at night, things will get messy. Whatever it is, I fell in love with your beauty. Then again, I’m still in a terrible situation because of you. You come in my dreams every day, even when I am alone I cannot control myself. If my wife is not around, I have to lie down on the bed or in the bathroom to cool off.
Even after his public statement I can’t tell you to fuck me.
I am waiting for initiative from his side.
I giggled at his words and started expressing my absurdity to him and he just kept looking at my ridiculous laughter.
Then my eyes met his.
There is a strange tension between us, but our tongues are closed.
He asked me to leave and left.
I kept moaning helplessly and moving myself forward to take his support.
After Suleman left, I remained sitting like a statue… neither did I get up and close the door nor could I get Suleman out of my thoughts.
After about twenty minutes, I got up, closed the door and sat back on the sofa dejectedly.
Just then Suleman came back.
He rang the doorbell. I understood that Suleman has now become the king of my dreams. He couldn’t go like this.
Then my heart said, let’s see who comes first.
But I am not ready to believe that it could be anyone other than Suleiman.
As soon as the bell rang, I stood up happily and immediately went to open the door.
Ah… my lover Suleiman was standing drenched in front of me.
Strong winds blew in the open gallery of the building.
It is raining heavily outside.
Suleman returned drenched from the journey.
To express my deep love for her, I pulled her inside and said, “Sulman, I have forbidden you not to go.” But why would you listen to me? You neither take care of yourself nor me. Come on, go inside and take off your clothes. I put them in the washing machine.
Suleiman looked at me smiling, but he remained silent.
I took Suleman inside and dragged him near the bathroom and gave him the towel hanging there.
“Now quickly wipe yourself clean and take off your clothes for me.”
Suleman took off all the wet clothes except his underwear.
I looked at his manly body from top to bottom and said: Isn’t the underwear wet?
She read my eyes and said in a very sensual manner, “My everything is wet, darling.” Well, today I took it off too. You put it in the washing machine.
After saying this the man became naked.
His swinging penis started increasing the thirst in my eyes.
Suleman’s penis was already erect.
Then he tied a towel around his waist.
During that time his brown penis and pink glans had made me wet from inside.
Now his penis increased my excitement right above the towel.
He also made no effort to protect his penis.
I just kept watching.
Suleman sat on the sofa.
Then the power went out.
I closed all the doors and windows, closed the curtains, and turned off all the switches.
Now only the light of LED torch was left in the room.
When Suleman saw me staring at his penis, he said – Darling, what has happened to you? Please come and sit with me, sit next to me. I know what happened to you and I know what should have happened. Darling, tell me clearly, what do you want from me?
Suleman and I sat together on the sofa.
Suleman said-What do you think about what you saw today?
I say openly – Surman, your penis is very nice, hard and lovely. I like it very much.
He said- So how are you feeling?
I kept saying- let’s have sex today. You have hurt me a lot. I will not leave you today Suleman. I will fuck you a lot and play with your lovely cock to my heart’s content.
He took me in his arms.
Our lips met each other for the first time and we started feeling immense pleasure.
After some time Suleman and I came to my bedroom near the bed.
Suleiman took off his towel and said to me: My love, you also take off your clothes and I will fulfill your wish. No one can quench your thirst except me.
Suleman picked up the torch lying nearby and shone the light of the mobile torch on his penis and said: Look how my penis is yearning for your pussy, how it is throbbing.
I took off all my clothes.
Suleman shone the torch on my pussy and said – Masala. Her hole is so nice… and her lips are so pink. That’s a nice hole, darling.
Opening my pussy I said – Yes, my life is only for you. I wish to meet you. Tonight, please quench all my thirst.
Suleman said- Sweetheart, you come in my dreams every day. Today my dream is becoming reality.
“You haven’t troubled me any less in these days.”
“You could have spoken. I was ready all the time.”
Saying this, Suleman took me in his arms.
After some time, both of us started moving towards our destination.
He came between my legs, spread my pussy and moved his tongue from top to bottom in the crack of my pussy.
Aah… I don’t know how long I was dying for this intoxicating feeling.
He put his tongue inside the pussy and started licking it by inserting his tongue deep inside.
I could not stop myself and started ejaculating profusely.
He licked every drop of my pussy juice and cleaned it by licking my pussy.
Then he suddenly jumped on me like a spring and placed his lovely pink tipped penis in the hole of my pink pussy.
As soon as I could recover, he pushed me with great force.
His penis entered the vagina like a spear.
I was still moaning sensually.
But as soon as his penis hit me, I suddenly screamed – Aahh, I am dying… Suleman… Aahh, Suleman, I am dying… Ahh slowly!
He didn’t stop, he just kept tearing my pussy.
After a few moments of severe pain, I started getting some relief.
I gathered her in my arms and started kissing her and said – Ah love me my love… I can’t live without you now.
Suleman said – Now let me fuck you. You have a wonderful pussy… Aah darling, now I will fuck you every day. Become my wife. Become the mother of my child.
I nodded and said yes.
Now Suleman fell on my pussy.
He fucked me hard for half an hour. I had ejaculated thrice during his fucking, only then he ejaculated into my pussy.
Actually, for the first time in my life, I got the true pleasure of sex.
Now every night he would sleep with me and fuck me on my bed.
Until his wife came, he fucked me several times every day.
The hot semen of his penis irrigates my pussy.
This friend XXX sequence continued for 3 weeks.
I did not have MC that month.
I told my husband to tell his family that I have given up.
My husband looked at me happily and took me to the clinic.
The doctor checked and told that she was pregnant. Then we got more tests done.
A few months later, ultrasound showed twins in my womb.
When I asked the hospital to keep that report confidential, the doctor also said that I was having a child.
Then my delivery took place and I had 2 boys.
Suleman adopted one.
No one knew this news.
I named my son Sameer and Suleman named his son Shamim.
Now both my sons are 5 years old. Suleman’s wife is also raising my son like her own child.
Both the children are healthy, intelligent and well.
Both the families are very happy.
This friend Xxx secret remains between me and Suleman forever.
This was God’s will.
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