It’s My Life
Copyright© 2024 by 4everhorny
Chapter 25
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 25 - This is a real story about an Indian woman who reached a point where she is unable to get real satisfaction from her husband and then with his encouragement and persistence she experiments outside of her marriage. This spices up the life between her and her hubby. Eventually she discovers her husband is cheating behind her back. So she takes matters into her own hands to do what she thinks is right for her family…
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I put both his hands on my boobs pressing them gently, I asked “so do you find these to your liking”? Ravi pressed my boobs really hard being overwhelmed with excitement making me yelp in pain.
I quickly grabbed his hands relieving the pressure and said “please be gentle Ravi, I am not stopping you from doing anything”. He said “I am sorry Anita, I got carried away because I am finally living out my fantasies”.
His boobs press instantly changed to being gentle now. I asked “so tell me more about your fantasies”. He excitedly replied “the list is very long and you will surely get bored”.
I was horny now and wanted more from Ravi. So I held his hands and slipped them under my t-shirt placing them on my bare tits only restricted by my push up bra.
I did not want to raise my t-shirt because the bite marks from Jaggu’s assault last night would be revealed and it would be uncomfortable for me to explain.
While he was gently fondling my boobs, I sealed his lips with mine in another passionate kiss. While we continued to kiss, his hands slipped away from my boobs and were feeling up my bare back from under my t-shirt.
After the second kiss left us gasping for breath again, Ravi slipped down sitting at my feet. He carefully unbuckled and removed my sandals and placed my bare feet on his thighs.
He lifted them one at a time running his hands gently feeling them up both above and below. Then he began kissing my feet starting from my undersides all over till my ankles.
His fingers meanwhile kept on gently pressing the pressure points in my soles. Ravi was far better than Asif and was giving me much more pleasure.
After he finished kissing he came back to my toes and took them in his mouth sucking them and playing with his tongue. I felt a sudden jolt of pleasures thru my body now.
I never knew that even my feet had erroneous zones and were so sensitive to give me sexual pleasure. Ravi was loving them so perfectly with his mouth on every toe pushing my arousal to new heights.
I said “Ravi please stop pampering my feet and come to me”. He looked at me and asked “why Anu? I thought you were enjoying this”? I said with urgency “please listen to me and stop now. Yes I am really enjoying this. But please stop”.
He crawled back to me with questioning eyes. Holding him in my hands, I said “I asked you to stop because I was very close to cumming”. He naughtily smiled and said “so what is the problem then? I thought women always longed to have orgasms”.
I replied “yes you are right and I enjoy it too but I am scared that my orgasm might leave a messy patch in my jeans. Then walking out of here with that will be very embarrassing for me”.
He quickly replied “that is no problem at all. If I fix that then can we continue Anu”? I looked at him perplexed thinking what he had in mind. He took out his handkerchief and gave it to me.
He said “now lower your jeans to your thighs so they are out of the danger zone and after you are done cumming use this to clean yourself”. I shreiked hearing this.
I said “you cannot be serious. You expect me to pull down my jeans sitting in such a public place”? Just then we overhead a female voice from somewhere nearby “aah ... aah ... aah...”.
Ravi grinned looking at me but I was very ashamed to meet his gaze. For sure that female was getting fucked and that sound meant only that. Ravi said “you can hear what others are doing right here in public. All I am asking is to lower your jeans slightly so you don’t wet them”.
I replied “please Ravi I am not comfortable doing this. I can live without my orgasm”. He held the button of my jeans but I held his hands before he could pop it open.
He looked into my eyes and said “I am not asking Anu. Just trust me with this”. I reluctantly let go of his hand. He quickly opened my jeans and began tugging it down.
Since I was still sitting, my butt was preventing him from pulling them down. He looked at me with conviction meaning he was not going to give up. I lifted myself on my hands and my jeans slid down.
Due to the force he ended up pulling them to my knees and quickly raised them to my mind thighs saying “sorry Anu”. My cunt covered in my lacy panties was not too far from his face.
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