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My Affairs: 5

The story is about how I fucked  Ravi’s wife. Ravi was a technical engineer and he is from Andhra. He was married with 2 kids and his wife’s name was Saranya. Ravi was an average figure kind of person and Saranya was a sexy looking lady with fat ass and big boobs.


Her hips were curvy. Her figure should be 32-28-36. She was just 5ft 3 inches tall. But had a lustful face. I used to meet them some times in malls doing shopping. Saranya was 34 then. About the same age as me. She used to wear churidars and jeans mostly.

Whenever we met in the malls there would some of my friends with me. Mostly girls and Saranya used to give me a naughty smile too. I used to greet the kids whenever I see them. One day I saw a friend’s request from Saranya on my Facebook. I accepted her request. She started messaging me.

Saranya: Hi!

Me: Hi. How are you?

Saranya: I am good. How was your day?

Me: Good.

Saranya: Do you have too much work in the office?

Me: Not so much. I get a lot of free time. Why did you ask?

Saranya: Ravi is always busy and he is also tired when he gets back home.

Me: He is in a different department. But even then, I don’t think he has that much work.

And so our conversations increased and slowly we started chatting on WhatsApp. Saranya a friendly person and used to talk a lot. Slowly she started texting me about her sex life.

Saranya: Ravi is always tired after his office. I don’t know what to do with him.

Me: Why don’t you guys go for a walk or go to some malls? Or maybe ask him to go to the gym so that he stays energetic always?

Saranya: I have told all this but he never listens. He likes to sleep a lot.

Me: Maybe guys are like that after two kids. I am still single so always energetic.

Saranya: I know you are that’s why I am asking your help.

Me: That’s ok. I am always ready to help you.

Saranya: How many girlfriends do you have? I always see you with different girls in malls.

Me: They are all just friends. I don’t have any official girlfriends.

Saranya: What does that mean?

Me: Friends with benefits. Now don’t ask me what that is.

Saranya: (smiley) I wish I was single too.

Me: Oh being single is just in your mind. As long as you know to keep yourself fit your body is always like a single.

Saranya: The mind is always young for me. But not for Ravi.

Me: Why don’t you have fun with Ravi? That’s a good way of making him energetic.

Saranya: I have tried everything. No use.

Me: Buy some sexy lingerie and seduce him.

Saranya: Tried that too. We have once or twice a month.

Me: Seriously? You are a married couple. If I was married I would have tried daily twice. Even with girlfriends, I have sex as much as possible in a week. Sometimes even three or four times a day.

Saranya: What! Are you serious? How can someone have sex that many times in a day? I know you are bluffing.

Me: No. I am serious.

Saranya: I wish Ravi was like you.

Me: Ravi is never like me. I know that.

Saranya: If I ask you something don’t tell Ravi.

Me: I will not tell him.

Saranya: I sometimes feel like it would be good if I had a boyfriend like you.

Me: It’s never too late. Hahaha.

Saranya: Now I am married so I can’t have boyfriends. It’s not right.

Me: I know what you are trying to tell me. As long as you can keep it a secret I can help you out.

Saranya: (smiley) Sure?

Me: Why waste time? This week I will come to your house during lunchtime. I will say some reason in the office and give you a good time.

Saranya: I am getting wet down there.

Me: Ok I will take half day leave tomorrow and come to see you in the morning then.

Saranya: Oh, Sri.

The next day I messaged my manager that my stomach is upset. So I will see the doctor and come by lunchtime. I ran to Saranya’s house as soon as Ravi left. The kids were also gone to school.

Saranya opened the door and welcomed me inside. She was having a happy face and kept blushing. She was wearing a top and pajama. I told her to get me a coffee. I followed her to the kitchen and held her from behind. I started to massage her boobs. She started making moaning sounds.Me: Why waste time? This week I will come to your house during lunchtime. I will say some reason in the office and give you a good time.

Saranya: I am getting wet down there.

Me: Ok I will take half day leave tomorrow and come to see you in the morning then.

Saranya: Oh, Sri.

The next day I messaged my manager that my stomach is upset. So I will see the doctor and come by lunchtime. I ran to Saranya’s house as soon as Ravi left. The kids were also gone to school.

Saranya opened the door and welcomed me inside. She was having a happy face and kept blushing. She was wearing a top and pajama. I told her to get me a coffee. I followed her to the kitchen and held her from behind. I started to massage her boobs. She started making moaning sounds.

I then turned her and kissed her on the lips. She removed my t-shirt and started to suck my nipples. I removed her pajama. Now she was in her panties and top. She was not wearing a bra inside. I lifted her and made her sit on the kitchen table. Then I kept my face between her thighs.

I started sucking her pussy over her panties. She pressed my face into it. I slowly removed her panties and sucked her pussy. In a few minutes, she reached her orgasm and pushed me back. Then she removed my pants and underwear and took my dick out. She started sucking it. I kept fucking her mouth.

Then I made her doggy in the kitchen and inserted my dick in her and fucked her hard. She kept moaning loud. I fucked her in a different position. When I told her I was about to cum she asked me to cum in her. I did come inside her pussy. Then I took out my dick and gave her to suck.

She sucked my dick for a few minutes and made it clean. Then I took her in my arms and put my dick in her. And fucked her again. I lifted her and went to the dining hall. I made her stand there with her one leg on the dining table and then fucked her. She was crying with pleasure.

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