It’s Not My Fault
Copyright© 2026 by SexyPreeti
Chapter 16
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 16 - My name is Preeti and I am writing this story on behalf of Nandini. Please note, this is a slow burn story so don’t expect full sex very soon. Be patient with me because I will take you thru a detail of her real life and the way it evolved. I hope you all enjoy it and show me your love with your likes and comments.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual True Story Cheating Polygamy/Polyamory Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Foot Fetish Hairy Public Sex Indian Erotica Slow
I found out his name was Ahmed and he lived in the next town with his wife and kids. I was surprised because he seemed not more than mid-twenties and already had kids. While talking, I undid my second top button so Ahmed could see more of my cleavage.
He finally said it, “Madam, you are really very beautiful to look at...”
I signalled with my eyes through the mirror towards my big tits and asked, “Ahmed, are you really referring to me or these..?”
He got stumped but quickly composed himself and said, “Madam, I meant you only, but yes, these are also very big and beautiful.”
I noticed his hand continuously switching between the gear shifter and his crotch... I now opened my third button, exposing my full cleavage and half my bra cups.
His eyes were locked on my big bra-clad tits. I seductively asked, “Ahmed, I am sure I am looking even more beautiful now..?”
He swallowed and said, “Yesss ... Madam... Much more beautiful and sexy too...”
I seductively said, “Ahmed, is there somewhere where we can park so you can enjoy my beauty without causing a road accident?”
His eyes met mine, he quickly replied, “Yes, Madam, I know a place which is also very close by...”
I teasingly said, “Very good, Ahmed. Let’s go there quickly so you can also stop struggling with your gear stick...”
He soon parked in a heavily wooded area surrounded by thick bushes, completely out of sight from the main road.
I asked, “Ahmed, where have we parked?”
Ahmed quickly got out of the car and joined me in the back seat. I saw he was sporting an erection. Not as big as the ones I came across in the last two days, but still quite big.
He excitedly said, “Madam, this place is called lovers’ point. People come here to find private time with their lovers.”
I raised my eyebrows and asked, “Ohhh, so I became your lover so quickly? We just met like 20 mins ago when I got into your car.”
Again, he was stumped. He said, “No, madam, I did not mean it like that...”
I quickly replied, “Ahmed, then what else did it mean?”
He corrected the bulge in his pants and said, “Madam, why are you talking like this now? You only dropped the hints...”
I teasingly asked, “What hints did I drop, Ahmed..?”
He replied, “Madam, I thought you also wanted to have a good time with me when you opened your shirt buttons..?”
I seductively replied, “Yes, ... Ahmed, I am always open to having a great time provided I find the right type of man whom I like”. I think I hit his ego when I said this. The next moment, Ahmed opened his pants, freeing his erect, circumcised cock.
It wasn’t very big, but it was surely bigger than what I think Ramesh’s cock would be like when fully erect. The veins around Ahmed’s cock were very prominent, just like on Shyam’s cock.
He said, while pointing to his pulsating cock, “Madam, does this not qualify as good enough for you?”
I had to massage his ego and do damage control now. I grabbed his cock with my hand and seductively said, “Dear, when did I ever say that you are not good enough?”
The look on his face instantly changed. He said, “Madam, that’s exactly what I was also saying”. I leaned in and kissed his upper cheek all the way till his earlobe. I whispered, “Ahmed, your wife is a very lucky woman to have such a good husband like you...”
He calmed down further, and his cock twitched. Ahmed said, “Madam, I don’t know about that, but I am definitely not happy with the small-sized tits she has... That’s why I instantly fell in love with your huge melons...”
I seductively said, “Ahmed, if you love my big melons so much, then why are your hands still on your thighs..?” He got up and sat again on the back seat. He cautiously said, “Madam, I had to be very sure that this is exactly what you want before taking the next step...”
I replied, “Ahmed, go ahead and realise your dream, just don’t hurt me...” He looked at me and said, “Madam, touching your big melons would be a dream come true for me”. I signalled with my eyes, giving him my approval.
He touched my big tits with trembling hands, feeling up the contours. I undid the rest of my shirt buttons and spread it, exposing my bra-clad big tits. Ahmed froze for a moment and then again felt up my big tits from over my bra.
I seductively asked, “Ahmed, is this all you wanted to do?” He looked at me, hesitating to speak his mind. I opened the front hook of my bra, freeing my big tits. Ahmed again froze with his hand still in the air, like waiting to cup my big tits. Then he looked at me, and I nodded my approval.
He grabbed my right breast and leaned in, taking my nipple in his mouth. He sucked, and my milk flowed out. He looked at me, totally astonished. I calmly replied, “Ahmed, did you like the taste of my milk?”
He looked at me, undecided, then he smiled and dived in, grabbing both my tits and sucking alternately on my nipples... Fuckkkk... This felt awesome, making me push my chest more against his mouth. I let him suck my tits for a short while, after which he got up and sat.
I then slipped my hand below and grabbed his cock again. I seductively said, “Ahmed, do you want me to help you with this?” He resumed sucking my tits as if he didn’t hear me, but then I felt his hands quickly undo my jeans.
Because I was still in a sitting position, he was not able to pull down my jeans. He looked at me expectantly, and I raised my butt, making it easier for him to pull my jeans down to my thighs. He said, “Madam, I am more interested in discovering the treasure you are hiding there”.
He got me in a doggy position, bending over on his back seat, and pulled down my panties and jeans to my knees. He touched my dripping wet mound and said, “Madam, looks like you are ready and eagerly waiting for it...”
I shamelessly replied, “Yes, dear, I have been waiting since you started. Now quickly show me what else you can do best...” I was so much looking forward to getting my pussy and maybe butt licked too by Ahmed.
Then I felt him rub his cock head against the length of my wet pussy crack. The next moment, he mounted me, pushing his cock in my pussy in one hard thrust. This caused me bearable pain thanks to the eggplant I had used earlier to stroke myself in the day.
But what hurt me more was the lack of foreplay. Yes, Ahmed did suck my tits, but I was so eagerly looking forward to getting my pussy eaten. Instead of all that, he simply pushed his cock inside me and let out a loud Aaaahhhhhh...
He said, “Fuckkkk, madam, your cunt is so tight despite you being married...” I shamelessly replied, “Ahmed, why do you think you got so lucky in the first place...”
This pumped up his ego. He said, “Madam, for such a hot and sexy woman like you, I am always ready whenever you feel like it. I will give you more satisfaction than what your husband is giving you...”
I replied, “Thanks, darling, you just made my day...” Ahmed began fucking me full speed just like my husband Ramesh does, except the position in which he was fucking me was different.
Then it dawned on me, fuckkkk I had finally crossed the last barrier by taking a stranger’s cock in my pussy and letting him fuck me willingly... This sent a shudder down my spine, making my body jerk and my pussy clamp down around his cock.
My arousal skyrocketed, making me moan, “Ahhhhhhh!!! Fuckkkk! Ahmed, your cock is so fucking perfect!!!”. Ahmed sighed, “Aaaahhhhhh, fuckkkk... madam... your married cunt also feels so fucking good...”
Ahmed continued panting and grunting, fucking me like a dog fucks a bitch. His hard cock pistoning in my pussy felt so good that it pushed me over the edge. I experienced my first orgasm ever while having sex now... The first one ever and also such a quick one.
When I came around, Ahmed was still fucking my pussy full speed like he was in a big hurry. Then Ahmed let out a growl and pumped my pussy full with his cum. Ahmed collapsed on top of me and both of us on the back seat sweating and panting hard.
Fuckkkk ... I had crossed another big barrier. I had just let another man cum inside my unprotected and ripe married pussy ... But the big disappointment was that my next orgasm was just beginning to grow and Ahmed had cum so soon...
Even Ramesh lasts longer ... Much longer than this. I tried to reason with myself by assuming that this must have been due to his first-time excitement of fucking me. We both sat back up on the seat now. I saw Ahmed was already stroking his cock back to hardness...
I felt excited because Ahmed was going to fuck me again for the second time that too so quickly. I also felt even more aroused thinking in the second round, Ahmed will make up for what he missed in the first. I teasingly said “Ahmed looks like you are still not done with me...”
He grinned and said “Of course madam, how can I be done with you so soon when your married but tight cunt is sooo irresistible...” I eagerly asked “Ahmed do you want me to help you with that” pointing to his cock with my eyes.
His face lit up and he eagerly nodded yes. I grabbed his cock which was wet with both our juices and began stroking it in all earnest because I still had hope. I lowered my mouth and licked his entire black shaft.
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