Desi Sex Stories Due to personal differences, my wife and I separated for 1 year; hence, I am spending my time reading horny stories on this site. also started to think nowadays, why don’t I share my personal experience? So here I present my very first story.
This story is based on a true incident that happened six months back. One fine Saturday evening, I was killing time in Phoenix Mall, Velachery and waiting for one of my friends to join. All of a sudden, I felt a warm hand pat my shoulder.
With a huge smile on her face, a gorgeous lady was greeting me with a lot of surprises in her voice. My eyes were quickly checking her figure and face, then trying to remember her. My mouth was blabbering with general greetings, and my nose recognised her nice fragrance.
My mind was wandering and cursing me for not remembering such a pretty lady. She was in a black sleeveless top and a pink skirt with a figure size of 34-28-34. I couldn’t take my eyes off her and focus on anything.
Likewise, it took me 2 to 3 minutes to come back to my senses and spell it: “Meghna, is it you?” And I expressed compliments as “You changed a lot and look prettier and more like a star”. She was blushing and asked me to stop teasing her. I was about to say that you are fucking HOT.
Then I sensed another lady beside her. While I was giving a puzzled look, she introduced her as her mother. Then we greeted and exchanged short information about our current profession and marital life. There I came to know that she was married 4 years back and staying alone in Chennai for close to 2 years.
It was embarrassing for us to discuss further. I could see some reluctance on her face, so we said bye, and she started leaving. A small naughty boy came from nowhere and was about to mess with her. She was about to collapse and started to lean towards the floor.
Her mother was unable to sense what was going on and was helpless with shopping bags in her hand. So, I leaned forward and tried to hold her, yet she struggled to regain her balance. My left hand was moving around her waist, and I offered my right hand to her to make her comfortable.
Even though a small boy didn’t cause a fatal accident, she felt more hurt and took a long time to recover, and her eyes were wet. By the time I was so close to her, my eyes were checking her cleavage, boobs through top view, and her pink bra.
My left hand’s fingers were feeling her silky-smooth waist. Her right boobs were pressing my left chest. I was doubting whether her leg got injured or something else. By that time, her mother was explaining that she was suffering from back pain for quite some time.
I was feeling bad about it. This courageous lady was pressing my arms and asking me if I was hitting the gym nowadays? With a naughty smile, with the intention of changing the mood. So, I was replying irregularly as usual with a laugh.
I was also giving some tips to try acupuncture therapy emphatically, then left.
She and her mother went to the nearby boutique. After a few minutes, she again came back to collect contact numbers. We both exchanged numbers, and before leaving, she gave a warm, tight hug and said, “Thanks.”
Now both her boobs were brushing my chest, and my boner got a semi-erection. I was wondering whether it was a sign of something else also?
Sorry guys, I forgot to explain our relationship. Meghna is my ex-colleague. Both were working in an MNC in Bangalore 6 years back. We were not close at that time since we were in a different team of the same department. At that time, she was a shy and reserved girl and didn’t talk with many guys.
She always comes in churidar with 2 sides pinned dupatta on both sides, with specs on her eyes, braided hair, and a courteous smile on her face. She has good technical knowledge and helps people gently. Everyone has respect for her. No guys could approach her with the wrong mindset.
Two days after the incident, she messaged me on WhatsApp with Hi. Our chat continued with getting to know each other more, enquiring more about acupuncture therapy. I am a beginner in it with a year of experience after completing a 2-month course.
I was also asking about general information about massage services. She was triggering my naughty thoughts in the chat, and I could sense her openness to relationships. So, I was replying to her that I could offer her 2 or 3 sessions if she is willing and can continue if she sees improvements.
We fixed up the next meeting for next Saturday evening in her flat since her mom will be out of town for the weekend. On this special day, I took a shower and reached her apartment in the evening with maximum freshness. I entered.
She was welcoming with all smiles and a warm hug. She was in a sleeveless top and shorts. It seemed she might have gone to the parlour a day back. She was looking so gorgeous and spanking, and I could not take my eyes off her.
She had offered me a glass of juice, and I was drinking juice and her prettiness slowly and steadily. We had a small chit-chat for 10 to 15 min, then moved to the bedroom to start with therapy. The original acupuncture therapy requires needles.
But it can be performed with finger pressure also as a preliminary and warm-up session. I have asked her to remove the top and lie on her back. With little shyness, she removed the top. There she was in a black bra and shorts only. She tried to cover her boobs with her hand and lay on her back.
I was eagerly seeing her cleavage and belly button, and I was getting a strong boner under my pants. Then I started to give finger pressure on her each spinal cord point for 30 sec to 1 minute. She was feeling comfortable and relaxing her body. I was slowly moving from lower back to upper back.
Since her bra straps were disturbing, I asked her permission to loosen them. She was nodding positively. So, I was removing it and giving acupuncture therapy, then slowly started to massage her back and shoulder area. She was feeling heavenly and cooperating so well.
It was going for 30 to 40 minutes, then I was moving downwards and doing a massage for the buttocks over the shorts. She didn’t restrict me, and with gathered courage, I was doing a soft massage near the upper thigh and between the thighs.
She was having a trickling sensation. My boner was also growing stronger and tended to tear out the pants. Then I asked her to turn back.
To be continued in the next story, guys.
Any college girl/working women/ divorced ladies lesser than 35 years of age in Chennai who wants to date/have a massage service/ fun, feel free to write to me at [email protected].
Let’s see where it takes us. I am neither a call boy nor offer an escort service. But if it demands, I am ready to channelise it. Eagerly awaiting your feedback.
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