Desi Sex Stories My name is Isha, and I am going to write a story about a swap that happened between two couples, which was narrated to me by my best friend Riya. Riya and I were school besties. We talked a lot about sex and dreamt of how our partners would be.
Riya is now married to a businessman named Ravi. It was an arranged marriage. Riya is 27 years old, and Ravi is 29 years old. They have been married for three years. Riya is a 5-foot-tall girl with 32-inch firm boobs. Her figure is like that of actress Mrunal Thakur, and everyone in college was mad about her figure.
Riya is very loyal to her husband, and she loves Ravi very much, and vice versa. But whenever we talked about her sex life, she pretended to be happy, but I knew that there was something wrong.
Once Riya stated something about her sex session to me. Before moving to her narration, Ravi is 5.3 feet tall with a wheatish complexion and normally stays out of the city for business work. Ravi was quite modern in thinking and was always money-oriented.
As per Riya…
Once when there was a rainy day and she was ovulating, she had an urge to get fucked. She called Ravi and expressed her feelings by seducing him on the call. Ravi was seduced badly and went home immediately. Riya could not hold on until Ravi came home. She went inside and started rubbing her thighs, as she does not masturbate by touching her clitoris. She started sucking her boobs and pressing with both her hands, and her cum spread through the bed.
Ravi then entered the house. In no time, both Ravi and Riya smooched each other like it was the last day of their lives. Meanwhile, Riya started touching the bulge which was clearly visible at the bottom of Ravi’s jeans.
Ravi started sucking the nipples of Riya, which made Riya mad. Riya went down and took Ravi’s tool outside the jeans and started to suck Ravi’s 5.2-inch dick. Ravi’s dick was black in color and 2 inches wide. Riya started sucking vigorously, which made Ravi mad.
Both of them were on their high. Riya wanted Ravi to suck her pussy, but Ravi did not, and he never does. He straightforwardly glided his tool into Riya’s pussy and started fucking in missionary style, and then came inside in two minutes.
Riya was totally unsatisfied due to the duration and the lack of foreplay. Size was never a matter to Riya. Ravi then went to sleep. Riya then started watching porn and masturbated, imagining herself in the place of the pornstar and slept.
By hearing this, I understood the issue from the pain in Riya’s voice, though she did not mention any such issues.
Once Riya came to my house to stay as Ravi was out of town, and my parents were also out of town. We planned for a drink party, and we started drinking after our dinner.
Usually, Riya drinks two or three pegs, but on that day, she was nine pegs down, and I was three pegs down. She started to speak emotionally about her life, and I also conveyed mine as I was not getting married. Suddenly, she started crying and hugged me.
I asked her, “What happened?”
Riya: “Nothing, I am just a bit emotional.”
Me: “Something has happened. Please tell me what happened.”
Riya: “First, you promise that you won’t tell anyone.”
Me: “Of course… are you mad? Did I ever tell anything that was between us to anyone?”
The following part is narrated by Riya:
“Last week, we went to Udaipur, where Ravi got a voucher for Niwas Palace, which is considered one of the most luxurious hotels around the world. So, we planned a three-day visit wherein multiple people around the world from Ravi’s company travelled.
On the first day, Ravi introduced a couple, Hem and Meth, who were from Australia and were the counterparts of Ravi and me. Since most of the people who joined in were either single or were a bit older in their forties, we couples mingled naturally and hung out throughout.
The first day, we had some chit-chat post check-in and talked about our lives and casual talk. Hem was a 24-year-old man with a big built athletic body and 6.5 feet tall. He had a typical Australian wheatish complexion. Meth, on the other hand, was fair, a bit skinny with 36-inch boobs. She was like Ileana D’Cruz of Bollywood. Throughout the conversation, it was coming out like all four of us were very loyal and faithful to each other.
From the conversation, Hem was a very gentlemanly type of guy, and Meth was a very free-minded girl. We all wanted to chill out during the hot sunny noon and hence went to the swimming pool.
I wore a brown bikini, and Ravi wore shorts. Hem was wearing red shorts, and his thighs were muscled and hairy, while Meth wore a red bikini wherein her big 36 boobs were oozing out. Ravi was flattened seeing Meth, and Hem’s mouth was watering seeing me.
We hung around and started drinking wine, and we were all drunk like hell. Hem then gave an idea of playing Truth or Dare amongst us. We all liked the idea as it was sunset time and we did not have anything to do. Before we started, Hem made a condition that, “Any dare or truth needs to be fulfilled, and truth should be spoken.”
Bottle spins. Hem to Ravi.
Hem: “How many girls have you slept with?”
Ravi: “Only one… my wife, Riya.”
Meth had a light smile, and Riya had a blush on her face. Hem raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Bottle spins. Meth to Ravi.
Meth: “Did you have a 69 position?”
Ravi: “Nope, never,” in a disgusting way.
Meth and Hem both were taken aback and looked toward Riya. Riya again smiled. Her smile gave them the answer that Ravi was never exploring.
Bottle spins. Ravi to Meth.
Ravi: “How many males did you sleep with?”
Meth: “Three, including two boyfriends and one husband.”
Riya was taken into surprise and even Ravi.
Bottle spins. Meth to Riya.
Meth: “Have you ever swallowed cum?”
Riya: “Hell no! Will never ever,” in a very disgusting tone.
Meth was like, “Are you guys a real couple?”
Hem took both his hands and kept them on his face as a surprise. Meanwhile, Hem brought a new drink, which was named as ‘Snake drink’ as it was the alcohol that was soaked in snake skin. This was a real game-changer as we were playing the game and were taking pegs round by round.
Bottle spins. Hem to Riya.
Hem: “Have you ever had multiple orgasms while masturbating?”
Riya: “Yes… When masturbating, I brush my thighs and press my boobs, which gives me immense pleasure.”
Ravi was taken a bit by surprise as Riya was very shy and talked about sex very openly. Maybe the drink was playing a pivotal part. Even Hem did not know about the effects.
Bottle spins. Meth to Riya.
Meth: “How many boys have you slept with?”
Ravi: “I never slept with anyone except my husband.”
Meth and Hem’s expression was, “Hmmm.”
After a long game of questions and answers, we were all drunk like never before.
We did not even start a dare, and we took a pause in the game. We started speaking about the difference between love and sex. Meth started speaking that love is different and a couple should explore it all. Riya slowly started sinking into the world of Meth and was now getting aroused as we were already talking about sex.
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The story will be continued in the next part.
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Next Part: The Swap – Part 2