Hello FSI readers. I’m a regular reader of FSI and decided to share my sex experience with you guys. This story is about when I was involved in a romance with my friend’s mature wife Madhu and managed to fuck her. I am middle aged man with good appetite for sex. My wife is sickly, temperamental and not interested in sex anymore and that leaves me deeply frustrated. I crave to have a discreet affair with a middle aged lady who is maybe similarly placed. But that seems to be only a dream.
“So when are you going to meet me?”
The question came as a surprise but at the same time seemed most natural.
“Tomorrow 11 o’clock at Yogi Restaurant. “
I responded involuntarily shocking myself.
The tension had been building up throughout the evening and had reached breaking point. Ever since Madhu and her husband dropped in unexpectedly for dinner I felt the heat. All through the pleasantries my wife and I exchanged with them, the drinks and dinner hot glances between us conveyed what words can never convey.
Actually it started a week before when all four of us went for a picnic to a beach resort. We had been friends now for about a year and met on and off and went out dining. Just two middle aged couples having a good time. Madhu was dressed in a low cut blouse that showed her deep cleavage and the swell of her big breasts. That set me on fire and I had a tough time hiding my stares at her from my wife and her husband. Madhu and her husband waded into the sea while we stayed back because my wife was scared of the water. Seeing her thick, voluptuous body with her heavy breasts covered by her wet sari drove me out of my mind. At 45 she was somewhat plump but shapely with boobs to die for. Her large rounded ass now wet was a sight to behold. My thick fellow stood at attention all the time refusing to be cowed down while I struggled with my passion and tried hard to keep a straight face. We spent the day walking, lunching and lolling on the beach till it was evening.
On the return trip in the small car I was at the back with her while my wife was in the front with her husband who was driving. He was a rash driver and we were tossed about. My wife is the panicky type and she always sits in the front with her faced glued to the windscreen. At the back of the car Madhu and I were bashed against each other often adding to the heat. Every time we touched an electric shock passed through me. Unable to control myself, I gripped her palm and held it tight for some time. She didn’t resist .It was dark and those in the front were too engrossed on the road to notice. All through the week I could not get her off my mind even when making love to my wife. And then this evening.
Next day we met at Yogi and had coffee. Her pretty face glowed and her fair skin seemed to shine even more to my fevered eyes. Few words were exchanged. There seemed to be no need for words. We went to a nearby hotel to check in. The counter clerk refused to check us in since we had no luggage. Two hundred rupees took care of that.
No sooner had we shut the door of the room behind us than we went at each other like animals. Our clothes flew in the air all round as we clutched at each other desperately. I sucked madly at her boobs. I chewed her nipples which had become hard and stood straight out. I needed both hands to hold just one boob. She moaned “Ah… Ah … Ah ‘When she could stand it no more she grabbed my cock which just seemed to swell and swell. Her moans and gasps drove me crazy. My wife just lies quietly and lets me do all the hard work and when she is satisfied turns her back on me. To hell with whether I am satisfied or not. I literally have to fuck her had her after that to let go. But not Madhu. She was a tigress in bed. I was out of my mind. I had never had sex like this. It was always Wham bam Thank you Mam with my wife. Here I turned into a raging bull. She grabbed my cock and began to suck it. No, gobble it. She took the whole of it in her mouth. I thought she would swallow my whole cock. My wife never gives me head and this was too much for me. I exploded with roar. My cum came in large blobs and never seemed to stop. She would not let go. She sucked every drop even as cum dribbled from her mouth.
Crazed that I was I grabbed her and threw her on the bed. I dove for her cunt and ate it with a ferocity I had never experienced before. As I ate her I cupped her breasts with my hands and squeezed them. This seemed to heighten her passion. Her moans turned into shrieks and she exploded in my face. By now my cock had miraculously become hard again. She stared at me with big eyes ,breathing hard and said “Fuck Me“
I fucked her hard and her moans only made me fuck her harder. Her five and a half foot body matched my six foot frame stroke for stroke as she clung to me. Our kisses were deep drawing us into each other. We did it missionary style, doggy style, sideways and every other way we could think of and still we could not get enough of each other. We exploded time and again and still there was no giving up. It was forty five minutes before we stopped gasping for breath. I took her in my arms after we cooled down and kissed her tenderly and deeply, the longest kiss of my life. Her soft fleshy lips yielded to mine willingly. Surrender was written in every part of her lovely body. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.
After that we did it once more in her house when her husband was at work. But circumstances drove our families apart and regretfully we could not continue our affair. Whenever I feel dissipated I still think of that day and my involuntarily my cock get hard and I masturbate thinking of her lovely body and her passionate moans.
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