I have a nice milky white body with big tits, a round juicy ass and a pretty goddess-like face, which usually turns many heads with lustful desires. This is my first experience narration on ISS. After reading many stories here I wanted to do this for a long time.
My husband is a typical Hindu businessman, busy in business, even in bed. We have sex once or twice a month, which makes me yearn for other stud men. It was only after we got married that I started feeling attracted to other men. We have been married for 4 years and have no children.
My husband never lasts more than a few seconds and leaves me unsatisfied with an almost unused pussy. It was then that I started watching porn and reading sex stories. This gave birth to many fantasies that I knew my husband would never be able to fulfill.
My unfulfilled wishes gave rise to many such incidents, fulfilling some of my fantasies. This is one incident that I am going to narrate.
About 2 years ago it was summer season. I slipped while taking a shower and hurt my knee. I was in pain and went to the nearest chiropractor. He was a handsome young Muslim boy named Anas, about 24 years old.
He had a clinic right outside our society for about 2 years, and I've never seen this handsome stud. My mother-in-law took me to her place as my husband was always busy. We entered his clinic. I entered his room behind the waiting room because it was empty.
He looked at me for a few seconds while my mother-in-law was waiting outside and asked me to sit down. He was a handsome young Muslim guy with sexy tattoos on his arms. I felt an immediate strong attraction towards him. I always fantasized about getting badly thrashed by a Muslim hunk.
Then he asked me about my problem. I explained that I had fallen in the shower, and that my knee would no longer hurt. I was wearing a yellow colored Patiala Kurti salwar that day as I had to go to the market later. I thought he might give me some adjustments, and I wouldn't need to implement anything.
Suddenly Anas got an urgent call for which he had to go out. I was engrossed in fantasizing about his well-built muscular body. What might his circumcised penis look like? Till then I had only seen my husband's 4 inch cock.
I lowered my deep-cut kurti to reveal some cleavage and slightly raised my milky white breasts. I was very nervous because it was the first time I tried to make a move on a guy. My mother-in-law was sitting just behind the door.
He returned and saw the crack but was not surprised. I thought a hunk like him might make a lot of girls go crazy for him. But I was very different from the girls he would have dated. I was a beautiful and sexy married Hindu woman 4 years older than him.
I was sitting in a hot Patiala Kurti Salwar, showing off my cleavage, and moving. This was very new to me, and here he was not even paying attention to it. This made me angry and agitated because it was hard to get. He sat in his chair and examined my knee by pressing it in different places.
I was getting excited with each and every touch. He pressed near the injury site, at which I let out a soft moan. That one moan might wake other men to devour me, but not her. I told him that it is hurting here. He asked me to lie down on my cabin bed so that I could get a better grip on my knee.
He held my leg and pressed some points on my knee while moving my leg. I was lying on his bed trying to see his pants. I was stunned to see his rise. In that moment, I knew I had woken him up, maybe just a little, but I did right.
He asked me to turn around for a knee adjustment, which gave him a good view of my ass. I pushed my ass up to excite him even more, so that I could see his bulge grow. I was getting wet lying on his bed, thinking about his cock.
He too could not control himself seeing that big ass. He started giving me rough adjustments, rubbing my knee upwards and massaging my thighs to relieve the pain. To top it all, my mother-in-law called loudly from outside to tell me she was going to make lunch. He asked me to come when I was done.
I was very excited to hear about my mother-in-law's holiday. I turned to say ok to him and gave Anas a pleading look. He didn't react but definitely understood my mischievous gesture. I was super horny and out of my mind to do this. I realized that I was crossing the line, but it was too late.
He already understood my intention. He gave me some adjustments and asked me to sit down. She gave me oil and some painkillers to apply on myself. They asked me to come after 4 days for checkup but I didn't. After all, I fantasized about it for a long time.
I had to create a situation where he could not oppose me. So I purposely fell on my hips while getting out of bed. I have to say. It hurt a bit. But I had to make it worth the pain. I moaned in pain and asked him to help me get up.
He lifted me up by holding my hand and helped me back to bed. I took the opportunity to crush my breasts against his manly chest. I could tell by his looks that he liked it. I pretended that my hip was hurting badly and asked to see him.
I turned over on his bed. I lifted my kurti above my waist, exposing my milky waist, and pushed my ass up. He was left with no choice but to check my sexy ass. He came and put his hand on my ass and started pressing it from different places, started asking where is the pain.
I was already dripping wet. I pointed out some fake painful points to her, on which she suggested that she apply some pain-relieving oil. She asked me to lower my salwar to apply oil. He shifted the office sign for lunch break so that no one would come. Until now, I was doing mischievous but small acts.
He surprised me by asking this and excited me to know that he could make my fantasy come true. I suddenly felt the pressure of hormones and I wanted to grab his stick right there. I again got up from the bed and untied my pulse with salwar. I got it down on my knees exposing my juicy ass.
I was wearing yellow jockey panties, which were tight around my ass. I was super ready to get massaged by her. I realized after a few minutes that he could see that I was already dripping wet, as my panties were wet. I was a little embarrassed to know this.
I felt shivers in my body as he massaged my ass with his bare hands. I felt like a whore lying there with exposed panties. The other man's hand was on my ass. But he was very good with massage. I wanted him to have control over my whole body and do whatever he wanted.
We were so immersed in the moment that we forgot about the pain and the drama. Lying down, I turned my head towards him. He was looking into my eyes. Then he adjusted my panty by pulling it up and put his fingers inside to take out my ass.
I let out a loud moan leaving my mouth open and gave him that sexy look to control. He again came in front of me in such a way that his cock came right in front of my head. From there he started massaging my ass. Then he started massaging his cock on my ass and moving his cock on my face.
But I wasn't ready to take it in my mouth. I had never done this. So I turned away. Seeing this he inserted his middle finger in my panty and wet pussy. I screamed in pain and joy. He rubbed it in twice, took it out, and sucked dry on the finger, gesturing to me to blow it.
I really enjoyed it. I caught his cock with my mouth over his pants, lowered it and then licked the top of his V-shaped underwear. It looked like he had sex with some girl before coming to work. He strips down to his underwear showing his 7″ uncut dark brown cock.
It was so thick that it could not hold me. I smelled it for a few seconds and rubbed it on my upper lip. I kissed it and licked it with my tongue. He tried to force it into my mouth, but my eyes rolled back. It didn't fit in my tiny mouth. But I wanted to please her, so I tried to take her in and started sucking.
I pulled him out after two strokes because I was having trouble breathing. I got down from the bed, got down on my knees and started sucking it. But I couldn't get it to take more than a few strokes. He forcefully put his cock in my mouth. I stick my head out, indicating that I can't take it in.
He pulled me upstairs and slapped my ass saying, “Tere gharwale ne chuna nahi sikhaya tujhe?” (Didn't your husband teach you to suck?) I shook my head no. He further said, “Ab main sikhunga tujhe chusna aur chudna”, (now I will teach you to suck and fuck.)
He asked me to get up and remove my panty. I obeyed him like an order and put it in his hands. He smelled my panty and rubbed it on his nose. He said, “This is the scent of a married woman.” (It's the smell of a married woman.)
Then he turned me over and bent me on my bed with my breasts and upper body resting on the bed. He got down on his knees and started licking my wet pussy, again started slapping my ass. As soon as I felt his tongue, I was on cloud nine. He licked my pussy passionately.
I was screaming with joy, something more intense than anything I had ever experienced. He spit on my pussy and licked it for 5 minutes which were the best moments of my life till then. He then pulled me and started rubbing his body on my body and his cock on my ass.
He pulled my mouth and sucked my wet and juicy lips. He put his tongue in my mouth and tasted every corner of my mouth, just like he did with my pussy. He again pulled my kurti and almost tore it if I had not interrupted him. I removed it myself, and he hugged me from behind, caressing my boobs.
I wore a matching yellow Clovia bra that covered half of my breasts. He got mad at my boobs and sucked them off my bra. I put one hand on his head and let him suck it passionately.
Suddenly we heard a knock on the door. He had an apprentice who came after a half-day leave. I was scared, thinking that someone might catch us doing this. He gave me a naughty smile and stroked my boobs. He asked, "Shall I invite her in?"
Hearing this, I got mad and took it off and hid my boobs. I said, "No, please don't do that." Then he asked his apprentice to wait for a few minutes. I quickly took off my bra and put on my kurti. I raised my panty. Seeing this he pulled me towards him holding my ass.
He spit on his hand and massaged my ass with his spit. He snatched my panty, put it in his pocket saying, “It will stay with me.” He asked me to meet him tomorrow at the same time. He warned me that if I didn't come, he would come to my house to return my panties.
I was very scared and thrilled at the same time. I quickly took off my salwar and left for home. I couldn't stop thinking about him all day. Was it the right decision as it would change my whole life, be it pleasant or painful if it went wrong.
But I still couldn't stop thinking about how he brought me immense joy, and I decided to visit him again. I will soon write about the next events that changed my life to a great extent.
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