Desi Sex Stories Work took me to Ahmedabad for a couple of weeks. I was either at work or holed up in the hotel for most of the first few days. As Urmi was out for her conference in Chennai, she couldn’t come for a quick visit. That situation mostly put a plug on my sex, but not Urmi’s.
Roshan, her colleague and sex buddy, accompanied her for this conference. (Read: Urmila’s new partner) The only saving grace for me was our nude video calls. Urmi helped me masturbate, either by stripping herself or by having sex with Roshan.
One late evening, as I was heading back to my room post dinner, I thought I saw a familiar face. The woman turned in the same corridor as mine. As I finally got a good look at her, I realized that she wasn’t alone. A man in his mid-30s was walking next to her, squeezing her thick ass, and kissing her neck passionately.
They stopped outside their room, fumbling with their keycard, as they kept making out in the corridor. The man had already slipped his hand under the woman’s skirt, reaching for her pussy. The woman was half-heartedly trying to stop him, as she herself seemed to be enjoying the moment.
As the woman finally looked up, she saw me standing at the end of the corridor. She hurriedly pushed the man back, blood draining from her flushed face. She pulled her skirt down that the man had so expertly pulled up, exposing her purple-laced panty.
“Vartika?” I looked at her in disbelief, my eyebrows raised.
“Hey, hi, Dar…Darvesh!” She was still trying to find her balance and words.
The man had a mixture of emotions running through his face, but looking at Vartika’s, he knew this could be a serious moment. Vartika happens to be a family friend; sister of my distant brother-in-law. She’s been married for 5 years, and we are almost of the same age.
“It’s not what it looks like,” the words fumbled; her mouth turning dry with this encounter. “I can explain,” she continued.
I looked at her calmly and said, “Relax, Vartika. You don’t need to worry!”
Her face and her body instantly relaxed as she calmed down the moment I gave my assurance.
“Would you like to come in?” She invited me to their room.
The three of us quietly sat down in their room. Vartika knew that she would need to speak first. But before she began, I dropped my question.
“Are you guys having an affair, or is this just physical?”
“This is Pratik. He works with our competitor. Whenever needed, he provides me with some crucial information, and I return the favor in kind.”
They both looked at me with embarrassment dripping through their eyes.
“So how long has this been going on?” I asked.
“Almost 2 years!” Pratik replied this time, trying to sound accountable.
“But periodically we also get together just for fun. Like tonight!” Vartika came clean before I could grill her further.
For a few minutes no one spoke. Finally, I broke the silence. “Hey, listen, honestly it’s none of my business what you do in your life.”
Their lips didn’t say it, but I could see a plea in their eyes.
“Relax! I am not going to rat you out.” I assured them.
They both heaved a sigh of relief. Vartika got up and hugged me tightly. We sat there for a while as Vartika and Pratik explained to me about their situation in detail.
“You can rest assured that I won’t be spilling the beans,” I gave my word to them once again.
“Also, I’m sorry for spoiling your mood by walking into your moment,” I smiled.
“Oh, that’s fine! We are here for another 2 nights,” Vartika winked at me. Her composure had become relaxed and open.
“How’s Urmila?” Vartika asked.
“She’s in Chennai right now for a conference,” I started. “We normally video call every few days to (I made a stroking gesture with my hand – indicating masturbation) since we will be away from each other for a few weeks.”
They both looked impressed, nodding their approval at our fix to relieve our sexual tension.
“So, is tonight the night then?” Vartika asked, making the same masturbation gesture as I did.
I laughed, “No, not tonight. She’s busy preparing something for a meeting tomorrow.”
“I’ll probably watch some porn and masturbate,” I told her.
They both made a sad face. We spoke for a few more minutes, and then I got up to leave. As I said my goodbye and walked towards the door, Vartika stopped me.
“Darvesh? Can I suggest something? Only if you are going to be fine with it?” She asked.
Both Pratik and I were now looking at her.
“You’ll anyway be watching porn in your room…” Her voice turned sheepish.
She hesitated for a few seconds before finally saying it out loud. “You could watch us having sex and masturbate.”
Pratik and I looked at her with bewildered eyes. I couldn’t help but get a bit turned on with that offer.
“Are you serious?” I cross-checked.
“Well, that’s the least I can do for you to keep all of this a secret.”
I looked at Pratik, who was trying to come to terms with this unusual situation, but wasn’t completely averse to the idea. Vartika is a good-looking woman with a slender frame and a petite set of breasts. But her thick ass is her most attractive asset. One which you would want to spank all night long and thrust hard from behind.
As I stood there contemplating, Vartika casually reached for the hook of her skirt. She unfastened it gently and dropped the skirt on the floor. The glimpse of her purple panty from a few minutes ago was now perfectly in my view.
She turned around seductively to show her best asset, almost pleading me to stay and watch her getting fucked by another man. As I subconsciously grabbed my erect dick, Vartika knew that I would be staying.
She gently pulled down the zipper of her thick jacket, revealing her 34B breasts. She definitely wasn’t in the mood to wear a bra that night. As she jumped on the bed, she called out Pratik with her finger, who was now turned on by this scene.
In no time, he was lying naked next to her, his erect dick eager to find Vartika’s pussy. They started immediately from where they left off before I had barged in on their encounter.
I sat down on the chair next to the bed, as close as possible to the action. I tried to soak in the moment, not hurrying into grabbing my dick. Even though Vartika wasn’t my wife or girlfriend, it felt as if I were a cuckold man enjoying watching his woman getting fucked by a stranger.
Their tongues danced in each other’s mouths. It was quite intense and passionate. Vartika had grappled Pratik with both her legs and dug her nails deep in his back muscles. It gave him the much-needed impetus to go hard at her.
Vartika had dark nipples paired to her voluptuous breasts owing to her dusky complexion. It made them more desirable, something that Pratik was exploring with his tongue. Before he bit on them gently, he slid his tongue all over them, making them wet and reactive for his onslaught.
Unknown to my eyes, which were completely fixated on Vartika’s glistening breasts, Pratik had already slid his hand inside her panty. Vartika gasped a few times as his fingers found the top of her pussy. And then in no time, Pratik got rid of her laced panty.
Vartika’s pussy wasn’t clean shaven, but was still properly trimmed. She turned a bit to ensure that I got a good look at it. Our eyes made contact, and we smiled knowing that I appreciated what I was seeing.
I finally stood up and pulled down my pants. My throbbing dick couldn’t take it anymore. It bobbled out the moment I released the pressure of my underwear from it. It was only the same morning I had shaved my pubic hair, which I was thankful for.
Vartika bit her lips the moment she laid eyes on my shaved dick. It had turned hard like a rock and was pointing straight at her. I stood there for a few minutes stroking my dick, as Pratik’s tongue rolled all over Vartika’s pussy.
Her tightening grip on the pillows was a testament to her enjoying Pratik’s tongue work. I was going gentle, ensuring that I stick till the end of this live porn.
To make things more interesting for me, I switched off all the lights in the room, except for the one that lit up the bed. It was like watching a sensual play, and I was the only audience member. I sat close to the bed so that they both could see my silhouette that was masturbating to their passion.
It was time for Vartika to return the oral favor to Pratik. His dick was the same length as mine, but with a slightly larger girth. It looked massive when it was erect. Vartika had to open her mouth considerably to fit it in.
The way she handled and moved her mouth over it, I was assured that they had been doing this for a long time. Pratik had gently placed his hand behind her head, supporting it and gently guiding it as well. Vartika went deeper with every passing second, her saliva sliding down his shaft and onto his balls.
“Can you pass him the condom?” Vartika asked me, pointing at the box that was next to the lamp.
I took one out, ripped it open, and went to hand it over to Pratik. However, Vartika took it in her own hands and slid it on his dick seductively. She continued giving him a blowjob for a few minutes until she was sure that he could glide inside her.
She purposely turned around in such a way that would give me a clear view of her thick ass. It sent a strong pulse through my dick that could have made me cum. I quickly removed my hand from my dick to stop that from happening.
Her ass was exactly what I imagined it would be. Toned, thick, and that perfect shade of ebony that would make any man go weak in his knees, or in my case, dick.
Vartika spanked it hard, sending ripples through her cheeks. She made Pratik lie right underneath her so she could ride his dick and I could keep getting the perfect view of her ass. As she expertly moved her hips over his dick, I could imagine the pleasure that Pratik was getting at that moment.
I got up and went on the other side of the bed to see breasts bouncing. Oh, and it was a sight to behold. Her all-natural breasts made circles as she rode on Pratik’s dick. She intermittently kept squeezing them to give both of us visual pleasure.
My control was diminishing by the minute. Vartika’s body was much more than what I had seen or imagined.
Pratik got her into a doggy position. She took the support of the bed’s headboard as he went deeper with every thrust. Pratik’s thrusts were measured at first, ensuring that he was hitting the spot every time, but it started getting rapid eventually.
The loud moans were now breaking the silence in the semi-darkened room. All three of us were on the verge of getting our respective orgasms.
“Aah! Aah! Aah!” Pratik went into a deep moan.
I climbed on the bed, knelt beside Vartika, and started stroking harder. It was time for me to let go of all the tension that I was building for so long.
“Can I cum on your back?” I asked her.
Vartika nodded vigorously, her eyes half closed with pleasure. In mere seconds, I let off a huge stream of my warm cum on her back. It already started to trickle down towards her butt crack.
Watching this scene unfold, Pratik pulled out his dick, removed the condom quickly, and added his load on Vartika’s back. It now created a pool of our cum all over her back.
She gently lay on her stomach, tired, but satisfied; not to let anything drop on the bed.
Both Pratik and I were now squeezing our dicks to ensure that we pulled every drop of our cum on Vartika. Only once we realized that we were drained did we stop, panting heavily.
“Can I take a picture like this?” I asked both of them. They nodded.
I took my phone, clicked a picture of our dicks with the pool of cum on Vartika’s back in the background.
“Oh wow! That was just amazing!” I exclaimed as I sat back on the chair.
Vartika was now lying on her side, her head supported by her left hand. She was looking at me, trying to fill in the picture as much as she could.
Pratik, who was lying flat on his back, trying to catch his breath, finally turned to the side and cuddled Vartika in his arms, fondling her breasts.
“Ummmm…that was so much fun,” he told Vartika. They both kissed for a while.
We all cleaned up, got dressed, and I went to the door to take my leave.
Vartika followed me to the door.
“Thanks!”
“For what?” I asked.
“For keeping this a secret,” Vartika smiled as she winked.
“Thanks to you for this little sex adventure,” I concluded.
She bit her lips once again before hugging me goodbye.
The next morning, around 8 o’clock, as I was having coffee in my room, someone knocked at the door. I was pleasantly surprised to see Vartika standing there in her bathrobe.
“Hey, good morning! Do you need anything?” I enquired
“Can I come in?” Vartika asked.
“Yeah, sure. I was just having coffee.”
By the time I closed the door, Vartika was already standing near the bed, her bathrobe lying on the floor.
To be continued.
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