Without wasting any time, let’s jump into the cheating wife sex story. I hope your fingers are ready under the blanket
One day I got a mail from a Bangalore woman in her mid 30’s. Let’s call her Riya
Riya: Hi varun, I’m Riya. My friend told me about you. I want to hire you this Sunday. Are you free? Me Hi Riya. I would love to. But I’ll be leaving for my village for the coming festival.
Riya: Oh, okay, varun.
Later I was busy with my work. After 2 hours I received one more mail from her.
Riya: Hi varun, I’m desperate for sex. My husband isn’t satisfying my needs for a long time now. Don’t worry about the payment. I’ll pay you a good amount. Just come and satisfy my sexual pleasures. I’ll book tickets for your arrival and departure.
Me: Miss, why don’t we postpone this to the next Sunday? I’ll be free then,
Riya: My husband will be out of the station this Sunday. It’s been a very long time we had sex. I’m
tired of reading stories and satisfying myself. My friend told me how good you are, and I want to feel yours in me badly.
Tramlate
Her last sentence gave me an instant boner. I couldn’t say no to her. We exchanged numbers. She paid for my flight tickets from Hyderabad to Bangalore.
We finally met at the airport. She came to pick me up. Frankly, (sorry Riya, if you are reading this), I
didn’t expect her to be that beautiful. She came in her t-shirt and jeans with her goggles on.
Even though she wore a mask, I just felt like licking her face. Her perfume was a fire. These rich ladies and their taste for perfumes are high. We just hugged. I complimented her perfume and hair. And, of course, about her physique. She’s 5’6″ in height and can see her poking nipples for her t-shirt.
God! Her ass…It’s been a long time seeing such ass. Stats read 34-30-38. We moved to her car,
and I was looking at her poked nipples. She was blushing and teasing me more by rubbing my
thighs and biting her lips. I couldn’t control myself, and I placed my hand on her thigh. I started
rubbing her thigh.
I could only feel her thigh a little because of her jeans. So I moved my hand slowly on her belly inside her t-shirt. I pressed her soft and little chubby tummy. I fingered her belly button. She was getting high with my activities. Then I gave her my finger, and she was sucking it with lust in her eyes. We couldn’t do much as we were on the road. We reached her location in 40 minutes. Her apartment was a high-maintenance one. In the lift, we kissed hard, and I pressed her boobs. They were damn soft. We then reached her flat.
After closing the door, I just hugged her tight from behind and poked my cock to her ass. She was playing with my hair and was pulling me towards her. I was pressing her belly while kissing her ears, neck and shoulders. She slightly moaned and pushed me.
She asked me to wait. She went into her bedroom. After 15 minutes, she opened the door wearing a transparent red saree with no blouse on her boobs. She was posing at the door, inviting me to eat her. I can see her nipples poking and her belly sides curve. She looks damn gorgeous on that red saree.