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My Married Friend

I am 26, male, from Tamil Nadu. My name is Jerin, and I have a good athletic body. Directly to the incident, I had many girls as friends during my college days, and one of them was Varsha (name changed), who was very close to me. After college, she got married to a guy she didn’t like, but she married him to fulfill her perarents’ wishes, after which her life got worse.

After her marriage, we didn’t have much contact between us, just some random and rare calls. She got settled in Chennai, and after three years, I met her once in Chennai. She looked sad and worried, but she welcomed me, and we had some casual conversations. She invited me to her husband’s house, which I refused directly. Then, she asked about my plans in Chennai for the next few days and mentioned my return. I was casual and answered all her questions, and we said goodbye to each other and departed.

The next day, I got a message from her asking whether I was returning to my hometown alone or with friends. I asked for the reason, and she said she needed to visit her hometown since she hadn’t been there in a long time. She asked whether I could take her and her 3-year-old kid in my car. I thought for a while and replied that if she was okay with it, I could. She said she was okay with that and would inform her in-laws that she would go with her friend.

On Friday evening, I picked her up from the location and started our journey. After getting in the car, she sat in the front seat, and her kid sat in the rear seat. After five minutes, she called her in-law and informed her that she had boarded the bus, and the bus had started. I was confused and looked at her; she said she had told her in-laws that she was traveling in a bus with her friend. After 10 minutes, her kid slept on the rear seat, and she started the conversation, “How is your life?” We had casual chat for some time, then I asked about her, and she remained silent for a few seconds. I asked what happened, and she was on the verge of crying.

She started telling me about her life, and I was shocked to hear it from her. Then, I understood that she didn’t have a happy marriage life. After an hour, we stopped for a tea break, and she asked me whether I had work the next day. I asked why, and she asked whether I could take her on a one-day trip since she hadn’t been anywhere after her wedding.

After hearing her stories, I thought it was okay to take her, since she was suffering a lot. So, I asked where we could go from there, and she told me that if it was okay, we could go to Pondicherry. I also thought it was a good idea, and we started towards Pondicherry. On the way, she asked whether I drank, and I said I didn’t. She started sharing her life during the trip and about her husband. We reached Pondicherry, and we didn’t get any hotels with two rooms. Finally, I got a 2BHK house on a booking website, and she also said okay, so I booked that room and checked in.

The house in-charge came and handed over the keys, looked at us, and since we looked like a family, he didn’t inquire much, just got the ID, and left. We got into separate rooms, got freshened up, and she made her kid sleep. I was in my room, and after 20 minutes, she came and knocked on my door. I was surprised to see her in such attire; she was wearing a single-piece sleeveless dress up to her thighs. On seeing her in such a costume for the first time, I got aroused, but I hid my feelings, and we started chatting for some time. She sat just before me and asked about my relationships, and I got a hint of what she was up to.

I thought of having sex with her with her consent, so I was waiting for the right time. She asked whether I was a virgin or not, and I said no, I’m not. She insisted that I tell her about the incident, which I narrated in such a way to make her horny. After a few minutes, she asked me directly whether I could have sex with her the whole night since she hadn’t had sex after she got pregnant, and her husband had only had sex with her for a child, then he didn’t touch her.

She stood up, removed her panties, and asked me to have sex with her directly for the first round. At that time, I understood how badly she needed a dick in her pussy. She removed her panty, came to me, removed my shorts, made me lie on the bed, and took my dick inside her pussy, starting to ride me. I was enjoying this; she had a very tight pussy since it wasn’t opened by a dick for a long time. She rode me for five minutes and got her orgasm, and her juices were flowing on my dick.

She came to her senses, and we started kissing each other. By that time, I was pressing her cute, correct-shaped boobs, which fit my hand. I dropped the sleeve down and started sucking her nipples and pressing the other. She was enjoying that. I made her lay on her back, spread her thighs, and saw her clean-shaved pussy. I understood she was pre-planned for this. I lifted her dress and started licking her pussy; she was like in heaven, enjoying the sex with my tongue. I rolled my tongue over her clitoris, for which she shivered, and she begged me to have sex with her.

I positioned myself in a missionary position and started to enter her cunt. She shouted in pleasure, like “Ahhhhhhhh, fuck my pussy.” I started to make my tool go to and fro in a solid pace in her pussy. She was moaning like hell, which made me have sex with her harder. I had sex with her for five minutes in that position. When she was about to reach orgasm, she stopped and asked me to change the position. I asked her to ride me, and she did that for five minutes.

She asked for the next position, so I took her to the hall, made her sit on the table, and had sex with her by standing for a few minutes. Then, I asked her to turn, inserted from the back, held her boobs, and pressed and had sex at the same time. She reached the climax so early and felt like she was exhausted, but I was not satisfied. So, I made her kneel, and she gave me a good blow job that I will never forget in my life. She took my dick with the tip in her lips and circled it for a few seconds, then took it in her throat and made me cum after 10 minutes of blowing.

After a one-hour rest, she came to me again and asked me to have sex with her in the shower. We had sex five times the entire night and took rest. The next day, we left for our hometown. From that day, we used to have sex once every three or four months, like this, by creating some opportunity.

This is my first sharing experience, so please forgive me if there are any mistakes or if it’s too long.

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