Indian sex stories

Hi, im Avhishek Chowdhury, I live at Bangkok. Im working in one of those famous jewels and gems factory. Thailand is known for its night life, pubs and sex. I am married since 15 years to Meenakshi.Our only son is in India, in a boarding school. We being a couple, bored out of wits in a foreign land, would make love sessions very often and after some days we started hating sex too as it grew monotonous.

So in order to spice up life, we planned to venture out and agreed both husband and wife will not have an issue regarding this as this exploration is pure lust and not for love. I also had a gay sex experience which I sent to HUMAN DIGEST a few weeks ago.I had at times enjoyed the Russian strip teasers and I will post those stories too.

But now this one is about my wife having one with one of hour clients. Meenakshi is 5.6 feet tall, weighs about 62 kgs and is fair/beautiful enough to make any man weak in his knees. She is a 34 cup size with all fine contours and also loves to keep her in perfect shape as she plays tennis regularly.She also sports a clean shaven pussy and has her belly button pierced.

Meenakshi and I first discussed the idea of another man taking her to bed a year or so ago and I have to admit I really enjoyed the thought of it. We finally decided to act on it but then the problem was finding a suitable man for her to be with. Meenakshi is stunning, even though she is in her 40's, and has never had any problems making men's heads turn.

But we decided on a somewhat devious plan. Meenakshi works for a large company that has offices around the world (it's a leather company). Meenakshi works as a coordinator and meets just about every visitor who comes to the company. She was always getting propositions to go to dinner, but has always turned them down.

But now, we decided that in her capacity of meeting these men from other cities and even countries, she would allow herself to be taken out. She would be up front that she was married, but that her husband was out of town for a few days. If they bite, then she would go out with him and see where it lead, preferable back at our home.

In fact we decided that this would be an absolute requirement for the evening to end. No hotels, and if the man refused to come to our home, then the date was finished. Another rule would be that they would have to be married, that way they wouldn't be prone to falling in love and wanting to be with her. They would probably feel guilty afterwards and just be happy for her to keep her mouth shut.

So we put the plan into operation. Meenakshi went to work and did her job of coordinating the visitors. She saw many fat men, old men, Gay men, and even women. But no one struck her fancy. We figured that if she was going to let another man touch her, he could at least be in good health, handsome and younger than she was. So the search continued.

Finally, about three weeks into our little adventure a younger gentleman from the Chicago office came for a training session and was met by Meenakshi. The normal airport driver called in sick, so Meenakshi had to drive out to the airport to meet a man from the office in Chicago. He was an technologist coming to Bangkok to train some personnel on a new tanning techniques of exotic leather.

Well Meenakshi waited at the reception area holding a sign and a fairly young man came up to her and told her he was the one she was looking for. She was taken back at how handsome he was and how young and fit he appeared. And an American at that. We do have a special place for the fairer ones.

On the way to the office they got into a lot of small talk. Meenakshi was dressed in a nice dress and looked stunning. She started to flirt just a little to let him know she was interested in him, and he flirted back. She found out that he was 28 years old, married with two small girls. Meenakshi then decided to back away from him,

not wanting to be responsible for the break-up of a family since he seemed too nice of a man to trick into bed with her. They arrived at the office and she processed him and he then went to meet the main manager. When he came out, because the driver was not there, she had to take him to his hotel.

Because of the traffic, it took about 45 minutes, but in that time the man really began to flirt with Meenakshi, and suggested they go out for dinner. Since Meenakshi had told him that she was married, but her husband was out of town, she realized that maybe there was still a chance of bedding him.

She agreed and they made arrangements to meet at the hotel, and she would drive him to the restaurant. After dropping him off, she phoned me and told me the story and asked if she should proceed with our plan. I quickly told her to go ahead and that I was very excited about this. Since I was supposed to be out of town, I had to get things ready.

The plan was for me to go into the guest bedroom with the door locked and await their arrival. She would call me on the phone, pretending she was calling a girl friend, when she was on her way. Except for the car ride, they would never be alone. When they arrived at our home, they would make small talk and she would allow him to make the first move.

If he didn't then she wouldn't either. It would be up to him. Meenakshi got home and got ready for her date. She wore a stunning dress, very low cut, with high heeled thong sandals. I almost wanted to have sex right then and there, but there were bigger fish to fry. So Meenakshi went off on her date and I watched TV just to calm myself.

I kept checking my watch to trying to imagine what they were doing now. There date was for 7 p.m. At 9 p.m. my heart began racing knowing that they were probably through with dinner and were now talking about what to do next. Again, Meenakshi and I didn't want to destroy a marriage.

If this was truly a date with a lonely man in a strange town then Meenakshi would show him around and keep him an honest man. But if she got the right signals and he invited her to his hotel, then she would consider him fair game and invite him over to our home instead. At 9:30 p.m. my phone rang and when I answered I heard Meenakshi say,

"Hey there Kim (our code name that everything was as planned) I can't make that tennis match in the morning. How about next week?" I then knew that she was on her way home with the man and I should go to battle stations. I turned out the lights except for the front hall way, went into the guest room upstairs, closed the blinds except for a small opening and then waited.

The master bedroom is downstairs, so there was little danger of him finding me. I had oiled the doors to the guest room and master bedroom so they wouldn't squeak if opened. I waited. About a half an hour later I saw car lights pulling into the driveway and I immediately peeked out the little slit to see what he looked like.

The outside lighting was on so I got a good look at the man who was going to be soon inside the most intimate part of my wife. He was a good looking, younger man and looked very fit. I watched as they disappeared under the front porch and then opened my door very slightly so I could hear what was going on.

I had re-arranged the furniture so that their backs would be to me if I happened to peek from upstairs. Our bedroom was fortunately set up so their heads would be facing away from the door. I listened as they came inside and Meenakshi fixed a drink for them both and then they sat down and talked. My heart was pounding so loud that I thought they might be able to hear me.

I listened from the small crack of the door and then finally I opened up about half way and just sat there on the floor listening. They talked about small things, and then I heard him tell Meenakshi that he loved her feet. She then told him that if he loved them so much, then he could rub them. And of course he did as he was told. Meenakshi loves her feet rubbed,

and I could hear her almost making a sound of an orgasm as he rubbed and touched them. It then got silent and after awhile I crawled on the floor to the corner of the stairs and peeked and saw that the man's hands were now giving Meenakshi a full leg massage and his hands were up her dress massaging her upper thighs. Meenakshi had her head back enjoying herself.

I crawled back to my hole and listened. Soon I could hear Meenakshi making moaning noises and then kissing sounds and I knew that it was going very well. I then heard some low talking and then the sound of them getting off the couch and going into the bedroom. I heard the shower turn on so

I closed my door and locked it in case Meenakshi took her shower and the man decided to wander around the house. 15 minutes later the water shut off and I saw the lights turn off down stairs, which was my signal that she was going to be getting a screwing very soon. I opened the door once again and listened.

I didn't hear anything so I got bolder and inched my way to the stair case, with my heart racing at full speed. I could feel the adrenaline pulsing through out my body and my senses suddenly became very keen. I then heard it. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. If my heart could feet any faster I probably would have died.

I heard Meenakshi groaning softly and knew they were kissing and touching each other. I about died right there in excitement. I held my peace and tried to calm myself down. I sat there in the darkness and willed my heart to slow down. It seemed to work and I got my second wind and then heard my beautiful wife Meenakshi moaning.

Because the kissing noise had stopped I soon realized that the man was giving her oral sex, which Meenakshi absolutely adores. She can be quite vocal during sex, and she did not disappointment this night. Meenakshi's moans turned to almost cries as she got closer and closer to her first orgasm. When it came she let out a beautiful long moan.

I heard the sound of kissing again and withering in the sheets. Soon I heard the pace change and realized by the noise Meenakshi was making that he was going to give her another orgasm with oral sex. I quickly walked down the stairs and inched my way to the bedroom. The door was opened, as arranged by Meenakshi, and I got down on the floor and quietly crawled over to the door and then listened.

I could hear the sound of licking and sucking and knew what was going on and that he was probably too preoccupied to look around. The way I had set up the room was that the shades were up and there was only a see through curtain in the window. The backyard light was on and all the shades in the living room and kitchen were tightly closed to allow no light into the room.

This made it more difficult to see me since the window light would blind him. So when I got onto my hands and knees and peeked in, I was reasonable sure he wouldn't be able to see me even if he did turn around. When I looked I saw Meenakshi with her legs over the shoulders of the man who was licking her vagina like it was ice cream.

Meenakshi's eyes were closed and she was moaning. I was transfixed at the site. My wife with another man who was making her climax. I kept my breathing under control so my panting wouldn't be heard, but Meenakshi was making enough noise that this was unlikely. I then heard the tell tale sign that she was having another orgasm.

I looked up and saw her head all the way back, her hands grasping the man's head and the cry of ecstasy. They rested for a few moments so I backed away towards the staircase just in case the man got out of bed. But that didn't happen. Instead I heard their bodies move around so I snuck back into position by the bedroom door and when I looked around

I saw that Meenakshi had maneuvered herself on top of the man and guiding his penis to her entrance. The man asked if she wanted him to wear a condom, but she told him that it was not necessary unless he felt he needed one. He told her that he was fine without one so Meenakshi then slowly lower herself onto the man and I heard her give out a small cry of pleasure.

Meenakshi is one of the few women I have been with that can orgasm with a penis alone. Most have to have some type of manual stimulation of the clit with the hand. But not Meenakshi. In fact, she doesn't like her clit touched with a hand as it is too sensitive and hurts. She finds the tongue works well for her because of the softness, and the penis because it doesn't directly touch the clit.

So here am I, on my hands and knees at the bedroom door watching my wife being penetrated by another man. Meenakshi was moving up and down the man's penis clearly enjoying herself. My heart began racing again and I thought I was going to lose control. I don't think I have ever had such a sexual high as I was having right now.

I listened as Meenakshi made her sex noises and even the man was groaning a bit and told her that this was feeling so good to him. She had her third orgasm. Normally she can have about four during a normal course of sex. Meenakshi and the man rested for a few moments, I think more for the man so he could reset himself and be able to stay harder longer.

They kissed for a while and the man kissed her breasts while Meenakshi held his penis in her hand. Meenakshi then slowly positioned herself onto her back, while they were still kissing and touching each other. Meenakshi then told him that she wanted him to enter her from on top and release his sperm into her. The man didn't argue but got on top of Meenakshi and between her legs.

I saw Meenakshi's hand take hold of the man's penis and guide it to her entrance. It made contact and I saw the penis disappear inside of Meenakshi. I was almost dying with the blood rushing to my head as I watched the man moving between her legs, slowly at first then getting faster.

I knew that Meenakshi would probably have at least one more orgasm and just as he reached his full speed I heard her making her orgasmic groan. The man continued thrusting and soon I heard him say that he was about to come and with that Meenakshi wrapped her legs around the man and put both her hands on his bottom and began pushing him.

He groaned and I knew that at that moment his sperm was rushing into Meenakshi, which is what Meenakshi really loves. Though she can't feel the actual sperm, she says she loves the contracting penis, feeling the penis getting harder at the last moment and knowing that his sperm was flooding into her. That is why she doesn't like condoms.

They both relaxed so I made my exit back to the stairs. I sat there for a few moments and listened to them breathing. I then went upstairs and back to my room. I needed a sexual release and right now, but I didn't want to masturbate. I wanted to make my release inside of Meenakshi with the other man's sperm still inside of her. I tried to calm myself and waited.

The plan was that the man would not be allowed to spend the night, but she would take him back to his hotel. After about an hour I heard them walking around and getting dressed. Soon I saw the headlights leaving our driveway, so I quickly went downstairs to the bedroom, switched on the lights and examined the bed and sure enough there was the stain of leaked out sperm on the bed sheet.

Forty five minutes later Meenakshi returned. Needless to say our sex was quick but intense. When I entered her, she still had some of his sperm inside of her since she had used a sanitary napkin to keep it inside of her, knowing that I would want to be inside of her with his sperm still inside of her. I finally made my release and mixed my sperm with his.

My pounding heart finally started to relax and we then talked in bed about the experience and decided that this was something we needed to do again. The next day the man was nice to her, but she could tell that he felt guilty about what he had done.

But Meenakshi wasn't bothered since she had given him plenty of space to back off, and she never initiated anything. No matter, that night Meenakshi and I were busy in bed and talking about our next encounter. But that story is for another day.