A Passionate Sexual encounter with Rita

We were in bed. Time was around 10.00 P.M. My wife of one year was cuddling upto me and nibbling at my ears. We are in our mid twenties. I am kumar, 27 years, 5’11”, fair and well built, weighing 75 kgs, curly black hair which covers my head and falls on the side wildly (any amount of combing doesn’t help), wears spectacles and have a rugged face, sharp and well defined. My wife Sapna is 23 years, very young, kiddish nature, about 5’2”, very fair, nice beautiful face, a medium sized boobs(breast), nice waistline slim and kissable navel and finally small buttocks but strong thighs and legs. We were married as soon as she had completed her graduation. She has a school girl’s face and is shy and reserved by nature. She is employed in a Bank while I am working as a middle level executive with a multinational, in their finance department.

Ours was a arranged marriage. We were not much experienced before marriage in sex and the first year had passed like a dream. Slowly and steadily we were learning more about each other and indulging in passionate sex. The first few days after marriage it used to straightforward sex, with me switching of the lights and then in the dark both of us groping at each other. Then finally after a furious fast paced kissing and getting naked, I used to mount her and after a few attempts manage to penetrate her choot with my penis(lund). Then it was purely fucking – hard and fast and after a short minutes both of us used to cum. Once we came, we used to hold each other and lie beside each other and fall to sleep. But lately we have started experimenting by kissing passionately and increasing the time of our foreplay. I have started caressing her body, playing with her boobs, caressing her choot and inserting my fingers in her cunt and finally pulling her on top of me while penetrating her choot. We were happy in our own world and also since both of us did not have any earlier experience of sex much (she was a virgin, while I had a few fuck with some prostitutes), we were learning and happy. We were opening up more and more to each other with sexual foreplay and also being naked in each others presence.

Tonight again as she was nibbling my ears and I was playing with her boobs which I have started enjoying kissing lately especially taking the nipples in my mouth and rolling it over my tongue and lips and biting it, she started telling me the daily news. By this time I had a raging hardon. My lund was stiff and straining to feel Sapnas moist cunt, so I pulled her over me while I lay on my back. She came over me and while helping me in guiding my lund in her choot she started talking about Rita. I was busy fucking her, playing with her boobs and pressing her now hard nipples. By now, she was feeling hot and she lay on me and started kissing me. We kissed passionately for a few minutes while her choot was tightening around my lund. Then she started riding it. Her shoulder length hair was swinging wildly as she strained herself against me moving in rhythm with my upward thrust and finally with a shudder she came. By this time my lund had reached its zenith and with a shout I released all my cum deep inside her. Then she fell on top of me and we lay there all drained. We exchanged kisses and again her talk continued and again it was about Rita.

The only topic for discussion for the past few months have been about Rita, a lady whom she had met in bus, enroute to office. This Rita is a character. The first time Spana met her was when, Sapna was being harassed by a commuter in bus, by standing close to her and breathing down her neck. Sapna being shy was trying to move away from this slimy character but that guy was nonchalantly pushing himself against her. Suddenly, a booming female voice rang out – ‘oye, jyaada chipak math saala, agar chipakna hi hai to apni maa aur bahen ke sath jaake chipak. Suddenly the bus was quiet and there was this lady coming between Sapna and Rita. She turned to the guy and said –‘saala, both der se dekh rahi huun tereko is ladki ko pareshan karte huen. Muu khola to saala dath todh duungi. She had a fierce look on her face and due to her onslaught of abuses the guy slid away mumbling something under his breath. Rita then turned towards Sapna and said –‘Beti, aisa awaara badmaash lafangoon ko tum seedha chanta maar do’. In a then soothing voice she then said –‘Beti nayi Mumbai mein aayi ho kya’. This was the beginning of their friendship. By the end of the journey sapna and Rita had become close friends and confidante and that night, I was informed time and again about Ritas exploits and her daring dashing attitude.

Rita became her constant traveling companion by bus, and morning and evening they used to leave and return together. Rita worked near to Sapna’s office and she also stayed about walking distance from our home.

Finally, one Saturday Rita was invited for dinner to our house and I met the character Rita for the first time. All my imagination was off mark when I saw her. She was about 5’6”, in late forties (about 49years) medium color (neither fair nor dark), big boned and had ample flesh on her. She had big boobs which seemed to be straining to come out of her jacket. She looked muscular weighing probably 70 kgs. She was not fat but looked strong and huge built in that height. Looking at her I wondered on why she had not joined the army or the police. She was wearing a knee length midi and had a jacket on. Her visible calf muscles bulged. She was average looking, had bulging droopy eyes, a medium nose, thick fat lips (which seemed suckable) and nice teeth. Overall a person whom who may not look twice if you meet on the street and a person you would not like to confront with.

We all sat down for dinner and boy, she was a good conversationalist. She had both of us in stitches. By the end we were laughing a lot at her jokes, both horny and decent. She seemed very knowledgeable about the world and we enjoyed her company. She was our aunty and she called sapna her ‘beti’.

The next day she invited us to her house. It was a typical goan house with nice old stately furniture. Her husband David (a 60 years old guy) was dressed in full suit and boot like a typical Englishman. He offered us the Goan feni (alcoholic drink). Her hubby was totally drunk and seemed to be under Rita’s control. Rita was dressed in a low cut gown and her cleavage and ample bosom could be seen clearly. Since we don’t drink alcohol, she offered Wine, which we sipped just to make her happy. She was drinking feni and enjoying herself. As usual by the end of the day she had us at ease and she sang some old hindi melodies strumming her guitar and we joined her. Later she switched on music and taught us to dance. She danced with my wife and then taught me fox-trot, ballroom dance and also to rock and roll. All in all a fantastic night.

As Kamini wanted me to have Sex with her...

Kamini Kulkarni found me in the Brigade Road a couple of years ago. I was in my early twenties and muscular enough to entice the cosmopolitan girls who frequented to our shop. I immediately realized that she was watching my features closely and I felt as if she was surprised as to what I was doing in the garments showroom. Having known about (some) women of Bangalore, I was convinced that she must be one among those flirts in the city not content with the husbands. It was an easy guess that she might be rich with plenty of money to throw at young boys who dared to jump on her. Honestly, she was good looking with those predominant plump curves. Although her breasts seemed to have been over utilized, she still looked sexy. She managed to flip her visiting card at me while shopping and as she winked at me moistening her lips, I smiled to have come across one richer whore with the urge to take on the strength of younger men.

I haven’t had sex for quite some time and hence it wasn’t difficult to decide visiting her once. I called her on her mobile one Thursday and after ensuring that she would be alone at home, I planned to visit her right away. She was staying in a posh apartment in Wilson Gardens and it did take some time to locate the building. The first thing which struck me after the door was opened was her smile soaked with desire and lust. She served me with samosas and hot coorg coffee although I was more curious about what would follow.

“Hello Ranjit,” she started talking sitting close to me on the sofa while she kept staring at my muscles under my T-shirt and Jeans, “So how old are you?”

“I completed 23 last month. Madam.” I replied as I observed that she had made herself up well for the occasion.

“The reason I gave my card to you is that,” she began revealing. “I have a crush for young boys like you. I love watching them play with my tits and clit. I enjoy the feel of young cock inside and I get thrilled to watch them go haywire on my body. Every time you visit, I will shell out a few thousand rupees so long as you keep me interested all through. It is just between me and you and you will assure that you will never reveal to anyone about what we do. Is that ok?”

I pretended as though I was thinking over her proposal for a while before turning to her and nodding my head in acceptance.

“That’s like a good boy,” she flashed a smile and began unbuttoning her shirt while I kept watching her holding my breath. Soon, she sat revealing her naked breasts with reddish areola and perky nipples. She didn’t waste much time in pulling off her pants either as within minutes after my reaching her home, she sat naked to the hilt next to me.

“I won’t tell you what to do,” she let her legs spread apart as wide as she could and winked at me. I stood up to get rid of my clothes and I watched her taking a deep breath seeing my hard manhood standing erect. I went on my knees between her spread legs and got close enough to let my hot breath fall on her naked body. Her breasts still looked firm although their shapes were uneven and I could see a few veins being visible on her shining skin on the breasts. She had a pair of wonderful cherry red areolas which held her hard enticing nipples. I leaned forward to mouth one of the nipples as a gentle moan emanated from her mouth feeling my mouth on her nipples for the first time. I could feel my cock getting tensed hearing her sexy moan and soon my mouth began exerting vigorously on either of her breasts. While I held a breast in my mouth, I was playing with the other with my hands. Kamini Kulkarni’s hands started traveling all over my hair while she kept moaning while enjoying the feel of my mouth and fingers all over her flesh globes. Her hands easily found their way to my throbbing dick and began stroking it gently.

“It is so big,” she said in a husky voice as she found it almost impossible to wrap my member with her hand. She kept stroking my shaft while I suckled at her breasts. Our naked thighs were brushing against each other as we continued to play.

“Get down to my pussy at once” she pleaded. I was amazed to see her pinky pussy which peeked out between her shiny thighs. My hands rested on her waist while my head descended onto her pussy. Her moans were getting louder as my lips brushed her pussy to begin with and soon my tongue encircled her soft flesh. I helped myself with a couple of drops of juice oozing from her pussy with my tongue sending her body to move as if she was having a convulsion.

“It is hot,” I managed to comment for which she blushed slightly. I was smelling the aroma of her musk and my lips began motioning harder on her pussy. My tongue kept nibbling on her pussy lips and sucking them into my mouth. Kamini Kulkarni humped unable to contain herself while my probing tongue kept exploring her hole. I smiled as I watched her caressing her own tits and teasing her nipples.

“I am feeling it through from my nipples to my pussy,” she admired as I was unrelenting on her pussy with my mouth. As my teeth closed over her clit, she screamed as she reached her first orgasm. Equal to the task, I managed to lap at her juices while she looked down with great deal of appreciation and content. Immediately after I lifted my head away from her pussy, Kamini Kulkarni instructed at once. “Let’s get on with it”

She pushed me onto the carpet defying my expectations and came down heavily on me pressing her naked flesh on my body like a rock rolling down. Before I could comprehend, she had positioned herself to a nicety and was attempting to descend on my hard erect cock. As I watched her with excitement, her pussy was sliding down my shaft making me feel as if the tip of my cock was piercing inside a tender apple.

“I love to ride on young boys,” she admitted winking at me yet again.

“I don’t mind,” I quipped. “I can see your tits jumping as we fuck.”

I was convinced that she might be an expert in the art as she began pushing down her pussy in a smooth motion to let my dick enter her cavity inch by inch. I could see her face lit up in anticipation once the entire length of my dick got inside as she pushed her long hair behind revealing her naked tits above my eyes. She began jumping on my dick gently and I felt elated to feel her soft pussy all over my dick as we soon motioned faster than before. Kamini Kulkarni hushed in joy as my dick pierced inside her pussy. My breath was becoming irregular coping up with her pumping speed while my dick was getting a feast of the lifetime. Her naked breasts were jumping while she went up and down on me giving me a visual treat. My hands soon rested on her waist helping her move up and down with synchrony.

Kamini Kulkarni was gasping for breath while she kept the momentum of her movements increasing all the way while her face was letting out funny expressions as we fucked. Riding me faster and harder, she plunged his dick in and out of her body, screaming as she quivered on top of me. I wished to withstand for longer although it was she who came first which was soon followed by my dick bursting inside her pussy enormous loads of cum I had preserved for quite some time. Her body banged on my chest in exhaustion after we exploded and for a couple of minutes, the room was filled with noises of our gasps. We recovered soon and I was gladdened to hear that she loved every bit of whatever we had done. She pulled off a few currencies from her wallet without even bothering how much she had flipped off and I walked out of the house later a very happy man.