This story is part of the The Wet T-Shirt – Indian Sex Story series
I could feel my heart pounding in my ears as I walked towards the door. Anish was standing in the same position clueless about what’s going to happen. Water was still dripping from my clothes as I reached the door and peeked through the key hole.
It was my father in law. My in-laws lived a couple of floors above us in the same building. But I wondered why he visited us at this time as he knew me and my husband would be at work.
Did he see me coming in with Anish? Did somebody else see and inform him? My heartbeat increased as I unlocked the door and opened it.
“Hey Diya beta, I knew you both would be at home because of the rain and here you really are”
“No papa, Rahul is at his office. Even I had gone but on my way, I got drenched in rain so had to come back. I just came in and was drying myself up when you rang the bell”, I said holding the towel wrapped around my shoulder.
He looked at the towel and my wet leggings, “Oh yes, you are completely drenched. Go, go in and change. You’ll catch cold otherwise. I will come back in the evening.”
“Yes, Papa.”
I was so relieved that I closed the door without even waiting for him to leave.
I turned around and saw Anish still standing there with a relief on his face. I threw my towel down and walked towards Anish at the same speed that I had walked to open the door.
I held his face and started kissing him. He lost his balance and fell on the sofa behind him. I followed his fall with our lips still locked.
The fall did not hinder me. I continued kissing him rigorously, sucking his tongue. We had left our lips and were sucking each other’s tongue. Anish’s lips had engulfed my whole mouth while our tongues were licking each other.
Anish lifted up my wet T shirt and threw it aside. My boobs were only half covered in the lacy bra, my erect nipples protruding through them making themselves visible even through the fabric. Anish put his hands behind me and unhooked my bra.
There was not even a sign of hesitation from me. I was completely in Anish’s control now. I did not want to stop him now. There was no more fear, my lust had already conquered it.
He undid the bra straps from my shoulders, freeing my 34D boobs. He broke the kiss and started sucking my neck.His tongue moving over my neck got my pussy wetter. Kissing my neck, he slowly lifted me also raising himself from the sofa and lay me down on the carpet covering the floor.
He looked at me as he lay on top of me and we were in a smooch again.
This time he broke the kiss very soon and moved onto my neck. Sucking it he moved further down onto my boobs.Encircling my right nipple with his tongue he squeezed both my boobs. He kneaded my boobs sucking the nipples one after the other. Friends, don’t forget to visit DesiTales dot com daily for more unique erotic sex stories.
As he sucked on one nipple, his fingers played with the other one. He held the nipple with his fingers and twisted it pulling it up. My moans started getting louder with his every touch.
He kept sucking my left boob and inserted his right hand inside my leggings. He placed it onto my thong and started rubbing the pussy. The thong was barely covering it; he moved it aside and started rubbing my clit directly. I pressed his head onto my boobs his back in excitement.
His finger touched my glory hole and was trying to enter in.
My pussy was wet enough to accommodate it. I felt a jolt of pain and pressed his hand letting out a moan. He stopped.
He moved down kissing my navel and pulled down my leggings along with the thong. He kissed my bare pussy and started licking it. He held my clit with his lips and sucked them.
I held his head and was in immense pleasure. He spread my clit with his fingers and inserted his tongue in between licking it. I was getting too aroused and could not control my lust. I pulled his head from my pussy and said.
“Fuck Me Anish.”
Hearing this he stood up and unbuttoned his shirt. He unbuckled his pant and removed it in one go. His dick sprang up; it was almost 6 inches and 2 inches wide. He spat on his hand rubbed his dick. He laid back on me started kissing me.
With his hand, he rubbed his dick against my wet pussy. It was making my pussy more wet and in return was making his dick wet with my juices.
After few minutes, he pointed his dick on to my pussy and started inserting it. He pushed it and pulled back. He was giving slow thrusts making me go wild with excitement. I was afraid of the pain that I had to endure.
I lifted my legs up and hung them in the air spreading them wide. Anish continued with his thrusting’s slowly and steadily till the tip of his dick went in. I didn’t feel much pain because of my practice with Neha’s dildo. As his dick entered my pussy, it contracted, holding it tight within. Anish stopped for a second and pulled out his dick completely.
I was fondling my boobs and biting my lips when Anish tried to enter again. He put his dick on my pussy and gave a hard thrust inserting his whole dick in one go. Anish’s mouth sprang on mine, concealing my scream. My whole body jerked as his whole dick went in. He kissed me without making any movements in my pussy.
After a couple of minutes, he began thrusting my pussy slowly. The pain had subdued and my moans started increasing with each of his thrust. He kept thrusting his dick in and out of my pussy, while he fondles and sucked my boobs.
He pulled out his dick and turned me around. He spanked my ass and kissed on the ass cheeks. He spread my ass cheeks and started inserting his dick in my pussy from the back.I held the carpet in excitement. My pussy lips held his dick tight as it entered them. He held my ass cheeks, spreading them and kept fucking me. I was moaning all the while in pleasure when I felt his dick ooze cum inside my pussy. I had already orgasmed twice and Anish reached his climax now.
Anish lay on me kissing my back with his cum dripping out of my pussy. I turned around, hugged him tight kissing his hair.