Dear diary,
Its really been a very long time since I wrote to you isn't it? I had wished I wrote every night. But then what is the point of writing my daily routine? Especially when every day is not very exciting? I feel much better writing to you once in a while when I can write about lot of things that happened in my life. Last time I wrote to you about my wedding night. Can't imagine it's been four years since then!
We came to London the very next day after marriage. Ravi had a big friend circle. That helped me settle down easier. But within a couple of months or so, I started getting bored sitting at home and not having much to do. Ravi would leave for work by 8:30. After that I would cleanup the house and then spend time on internet, chatting with friends and families in India. But killing time between 3 to 7 in the evening was most boring. I would go shopping with my other friends once in a while, but that was not enough. So, I started teaching classical dance to nearby Indian children. Within few months, I found 8 students!
I kept the dance classes only on weekdays so that I and Ravi could spend whole time of weekends together. We would spend most of the Friday and Saturday evenings partying. Ravi had lots of social contacts. We would go to night clubs with our other friends and party till late nights. I came from very orthodox family. So, initially, I felt very awkward going to the night clubs. Besides, Ravi would want me to wear sexy clothes for such events. My father would never allow me to wear even sleeveless kurtas, and my husband wanted me to wear strapless mini dresses! When I wore my first strapless mini, I felt so embarrassed! But Ravi was very assuring. "Don't worry Varsha! You are not in India. People here are used to seeing woman's skin. You look sexy! If at all folks stare at you, they would be admiring than giving weird looks!" Ravi was so right! In India, if you wear anything that reveals even an inch of skin, men would look at you like vultures. So, I gathered courage to don that strapless mini and got inside the car. When we arrived at the club, Ravi handed over the car to the Valet and we got off. I nervously folded my hands to cover my breasts. Ravi came closer to me and he put his hands around my waist. Wow! what a lovely feeling it was.
Going to the club in skimpy clothes was a thrilling experience for me. Ravi seemed to love showing my skin off to his party pals. Some of his friends flirted with me in the party. First, I had a mixed reaction. I was enjoying the glances and flirting attempts by Ravi's friends, but was worried how Ravi would feel if I responded to his friends. But then I noticed that Ravi was subtly encouraging his friends' flirting with me. So, then I started responding to their flirts. Ravi seemed cool, or rather excited to see his wife flirting with his friends. One friend asked me for a dance. I looked at Ravi, he nodded. So, I agreed and we hit the floor. We really had a blast.
After spending about two and half hours at the club, we headed back to home. When we were driving back, Ravi asked me "Did you have fun Sweety?" I smiled and nodded. He looked at me, and my bare shoulders and said, "The guys were having eye feast looking at you tonight". I blushed. He pinched my cheek and said, "didn't you enjoy being watched?" I didn't know what to say. I looked outside the window. I could feel his fingers moving from my cheek over my neck, to my shoulder. He moved them over my cleavage. "My pals must be still thinking about how sexy you look". "Focus on driving will you?" I replied. Ravi laughed. He squeezed my breast and took his hand off me and put it back on the steering wheel.
I looked at him and said, "Ravi, you enjoy showing me off in front of your friends?" Ravi smiled and said, "Yes, I do!" "You don't get angry with their lusty glances at your wife?" Ravi said, "Look Varsha, I am not a typical Indian husband who behaves as if he owns his wife's body! You are a sexy girl. Any real man would want you to be in his fantasies. So, what's the point getting angry about it? Instead, the feeling that a babe like you gets in bed every night with me makes me horny". I didn't know how to argue his comment. I looked at him and put my hand on the back of his neck. My fingers played with his hair. "Don't you enjoy it?" Ravi asked. "Enjoy what?" I asked back. "The thought of you seducing guys?" "Ravi, I grew up in a conservative family. We were so scared to even think of such things." I paused. "But if you really want to know, I always fantasized about seducing men". Ravi laughed. "Seriously Ravi. It was always my fantasy. It turned out to be a reality today. I was actually horny in the party. But then I thought what would you feel?"
Ravi put his hand on my lap and rubbed it. I was already getting aroused by the small talk we were having. Ravi's rubbing on my lap made me feeling wet in my groins. My breathing became faster. Ravi notice it. His hand was still on my lap. He pulled my mini to expose my thigh. He rubbed on my bare thigh. "What are you doing Ravi?" I whispered. Ravi said nothing. I said, "Keep an eye on the road okay?" I cautioned him. "Don't worry Varsha! Its going to be fine!" Ravi said. His hand moved from my thigh to over my breast. he pulled my mini down to expose my right breast. He pinched my nipple. "Oouch!" I exclaimed. My hand naturally went over my clit. I rubbed it. Ravi was manuvering the steering wheel with one hand while his other hand caressed my breast. I unfastened my seat belt and moved closer to Ravi and kissed his earlobes. Ravi unzipped his pant and pulled his hard penis out. I got the clue. I bent down onto it and kissed his throbbing penis. Then I started sucking it. I was rubbing my clitoris at the same time.
The car was driving steadily in left lane. Other cars were passing us. A couple of trucks that passed us and honked. "I am sure they saw us making out" Ravi said. I aroused even more. My pace of stimulating my clitoris increased even more. "The guys from that bus must have seen your boob Varsha!" Ravi said and laughed. May be Ravi realized that being seen while making out made me horny. I paused sucking Ravi's penins and replied, "Let them see what they are missing". "Yeah baby, keep going! let them watch how sexy my wife is. Let them get jealous of me, ya, suck me harder baby" All those comments made me so hot that I actually had an orgasm. I stopped sucking Ravi's penis and enjoyed it. Ravi said, "I can't wait anymore take me inside your mouth baby" I obliged. I started sucking his penis. Ravi turned on the vanity light. "Hey, why are you turning the light on?" I asked him. He pushed my head on his penis and said "Not turning the light on! Turning the passers by on!" We both giggled. I did not bother about exposing myself to the strangers. It was so opposite to my pre-marriage life when even wearing sleeveless was prohibited.
"I am cumming Varsha!" Ravi said. He pulled the tissue box lying on the dashboard console and grabbed a few tissue papers. I sucked harder to extract his juice. It didn't take him long to ejaculate it all inside my mouth. I pulled myself away from it and tried swallowing it all. But some of it still oozed out of my mouth. Ravi handed over some tissues to me to wipe it. He wiped his penis. I adjusted my dress and fastened the seat belt. Ravi pushed his worked out penis back in his pants. He switched off the vanity lights and we continued our journey back home. We were very content.
Gosh! diary, Just narrating my experiece made me so hot! I have to stop writing and take care of my sexual needs! Will write to you back soon!
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