Desi Sex Stories Hi all. I am Shweta Srivastava, about 33 years old, and have been married to Nikhil for about 6 years. Ours was a marriage of convenience. I always wanted to marry a rich guy who could take good care of my needs.
Since I had multiple boyfriends during my college days and later during work, I was not so into sex and things.
Nikhil was from a well-off family whose father was a retired army personnel member. Since Nikhil’s family was into more of sports, the army and things, Nikhil had a good structure and was about 6 feet tall.
I am about 5 ft 7 inches tall with 34B, 30 & 32 size during my marriage. Though I am from a middle-income family, because of the demands from Nikhil’s family, my father had taken a big loan for the expenses of marriage.
I was against this but had to accept, as I myself wanted to marry off a wealthy guy.
My marriage was a beautiful ceremony with 100s of guests, and we spent about 35 lakhs in total during 2015. At the end of the marriage, my 1st night was arranged. I had to act like a virgin so that my husband would not come to know.
of my multiple sex adventures in the past.
Nikhil had been a sweet guy till marriage and was attracted to my looks and shape. Hence agreed to marry me irrespective of my social status. After my 1st night, once he understood that I wasn’t a virgin, he was totally upset.
His psycho behaviour came out in a couple of days. He started to be mean to me at times. It was still manageable when we were with people. But whenever we had sex, he used to torture me. He had to marry someone who had sex before marriage, unfortunately.
It increased over time, and he started drinking and beating me even while having sex. Sometimes Nikhil used to whip my pussy before sex so that I cried. Then he used to have sex with me, and I cried because of pain during sex.
This continued for 3 to 4 years, and I was pregnant. During my pregnancy, I gained a lot of weight, and Nikhil lost interest in both me and sex. He gained weight and lost all his stamina and had a big paunch. After my delivery, I gained back my shape and had the right flesh in the required places.
I also got back to the sexual appetite that I had during my college days and was very much into sex. Though I used to request Nikhil for more cuddling and sex, he used to call me a cheap slut. He would just fuck me for 2-3 minutes and sleep.
I began to become restless and had started fingering. I also bought a dildo to satisfy my urges and used to hide it so that Nikhil doesn’t come to know of it. One day he saw it and scolded and hit me badly. He called me all ugly names and started beating me with the dildo.
All my body parts were swollen, and I was completely fed up with Nikhil. So, I left him at my parents’ home. My parents understood my situation and tried to apply for divorce.
We also tried to file a Police complaint against Nikhil. But the police were on my husband’s side as they were a wealthy, influential family. Nikhil sometimes used to come to my parents’ place and harass me and my mother while my dad was away.
Slowly, his harassment reduced, and I took up a small job and began to take care of my kid. As time passed by, I became more interested in sex and was left without a man’s touch. I sometimes used to hug my dad tightly and secretly admire his manhood whenever I got a chance.
I always admired the bulging veins on the dick of men. I imagined sucking it and used to finger myself for hours. This could not satisfy me enough. Some of my colleagues and guys next door used to ogle at my curves and try to flirt with me.
Since I was living in a middle-class locality, I could never go beyond flirting with any of them. I was specifically attracted to a college guy named Santosh. He was of moderate build and was dark in colour. Since he was regular at the gym, he had an attractive chest.
He always used to show off by removing the top 3 buttons of his shirt. He used to wear sports shorts and also flaunt his thighs, which resembled those of Ronaldo.
Slowly, I developed an attraction towards him. I called him home one day when my parents went out to one of our relatives’ marriages. I did not go as I do not like to disclose any of our relatives about my separation with my
husband.
He also knew about my situation and my intentions but did not proceed to any touching. But he started flirting with me. I told him that I shall prepare tea for him and went into the kitchen. As I was in my nighty, I purposely lifted it and tied it till my knees. The nighty also had a deep cut near my boobs showing them.
As I was waiting for the milk to boil, he came behind me without any sound and hugged me tightly. As most women love being touched from behind, I lost my senses and loved his cuddling me. He understood it and began kissing me on my
neck.
As soon as his lips touched my neck, I was totally lost and held his well-toned arms tightly. He understood it as a signal and tried to poke his dick in my ass. As soon as his hard dick touched my ass, I turned around and locked his lips with mine and held him tightly.
I felt his strong sides and well-shaped back, lifted my legs and wrapped around him. My already lifted-up night went further up, giving him good access to my milky thighs. He loved my fair skin and pinned me to the wall and continued smooching me.
I was digging my nails into his back. Slowly, I dropped myself, with my nighty coming down, and I came back to my senses. I removed his shirt buttons in a hurry and began to suck his nipples. He got goosebumps and lost control. He lifted me in his arms and took me into our bedroom.
He gently placed me on the bed. He sat at the edge of the bed and began to kiss me again. He also held me tightly in his arms and lifted me and placed me on his thighs. I loved the shape of his well-toned thighs and began to cuddle in his arms like a newlywed girl.
I pushed him on the bed and began licking his nipples and belly button. He was on cloud nine and was pushing my head more into his body. He was in his pants, and I slightly hit his dick. He got a shock and came to his senses and now pushed me down onto the bed.
He was wild and tore off the opening of my nighty. I did not wear any bra but had my panty. He began sucking my boobs wildly on each side and was holding me by my hands. He began to chew my left boob while mauling my right ones slowly. He placed his other hand and was squeezing my bum.
With a touch of a man after almost 1yr, I was not able to wait any longer and wanted his dick into my pussy. I tried to unzip his pants, but he did not give me any space to put my hands in between. He alternated between his mouth on each of my boobs and his hands on each of my bums.
I was on cloud nine and begged him to insert his tool immediately into my wet pussy. He removed his pants and inners and tried to place it at the entrance of my pussy. He tried to push it in, but as I had never fucked in the last 1yr, it was tight.
He told me that since he was dark in colour. He flirted with some girls in his college; he never got an opportunity to have sex. I was very happy that I was going to taste a virgin in my life after long years and split the entrance of my pussy.
He inserted his dick slowly and gave me a few strokes. I loved his weight. As he did not have any tummy, his weight got evenly distributed on my torso. Only girls who would have had sex with men in good shape would be able to relate.
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But since he was a virgin with all his excitement, he came in a couple of minutes into my pussy. He saw the disappointment in my face and became sad. I consoled him, saying that it is common for a virgin to climax this soon. He need not be sad and could try another day.
He could not face me further, so he dressed up and left my place. As soon as he left, I received a call on my phone and was shocked to see that it was my husband. As I was already disappointed, I lifted the call and began to shout at my husband as to why he was still disturbing me.
He listened to me patiently and told me that he had seen my sex in a live video with the guy next door and had a recording of it. My anger, frustration, and disappointment suddenly turned into sadness, and I began to cry.
My husband began to blackmail me, saying that if I did not listen to him, he would put this video on the web. I was totally blank and agreed to him as I did not have any other option. He told me that he would call me soon and tell me
about his demands to delete this video.