Human Digest - Indian Sex Stories

My husband and I had moved into town and had picked this new apartment complex to live in until we could find a place of our own. It’d take a lot of research to find one of the better neighborhoods as my husband was now becoming established in a well paying job so we’d be able to afford a nicer home than the one we just moved out of. My husband and I are the same age at 27 years old and have been married since we were 25. Our marriage had been great and although we didn’t have any children, it didn’t bother either one of us as we wanted to establish our careers first before settling down and raising a family. This was one of the reasons for the move. We both decided that it was about time for us to have our children. We ultimately wanted a boy and girl, but would be happy with any combination that we’d be blessed with. I’d stopped taking birth control prior to our move.
The neighbors in the apartment complex were wonderful. We were both reluctant to move into such a housing area because we enjoy our privacy and knew that apartments were hotbeds of neighbor discontent due to parties and loud noises. This apartment on the other hand was quiet and all of the neighbors seemed to be older and more mature. This was a great temporary place for us to live. One of the neighbors, this story is about him, is a man named Rajan, who lived in the unit next to ours. Rajan. He was in his mid thirties and a quiet man. Rajan was about six feet tall and was a big stalky man - dwarfing my 5′3″ petite frame. He mostly kept to himself. Hias wife was vivacious and friendly and used to meet me very often.
They had a daughter about 6 years old. My husband Kartik had talked to Rajan on occasion and they’d become pretty good friends, playing golf, going to football games together. Whenever Rajan was around, he’d look at me in a kind of strange way. He seemed to be “checking me out” whenever Kartik wasn’t looking. This didn’t bother me and I didn’t feel threatened because he was always so nice to Kartik and I. And besides, I worked damn hard to keep my body in shape, so that both Men and myself would like what they saw. I run every day, and workout, and watch what I eat. Although I wasn’t a prejudicial person, I never thought about what it’d be like to be with a man because the life I shared with my husband was quite satisfactory and everything in our life seemed to be going well, including our sex life. One could say that I was a person with a strong libido. I’m a person that requires my sex on a daily basis. If Kartik didn’t make love to me on any particular day, I’d find time before going to work or after I got home to take matters into my own hand. Sex was never far from my thoughts. The way Rajan looked at me when Kartik wasn’t looking always made me feel special. Whenever I’d catch him looking, he’d get a big grin on his face and then just turn away. I take pride in my body and although nothing I have is very big, I take pride in the small slender frame and my small firm breasts.
Occasionally I wear tight T-shirts and go without a bra and on occasion when Rajan has seen me like this it causes my nipples to protrude into tiny buttons visible on the front of my shirt. I’d almost be embarrassed, however nothing would be said. One day when I was home from work, I was in the washroom doing the laundry. This was a chore that no woman likes to do, but is essential. I had the day off and thought I’d finish this task before Kartik got home from work. I had plans for the night, that didn’t include doing chores. I’d been thinking about Kartik all day and was looking forward to some really good sex that evening. When I finally finished, I picked up the basket and headed to our balcony to dry the clothes. I could see Rajan standing in his balcony smiling at me. I was glad to see him and waved to him. He waved back. Only last week his wife had taken her daughter to her parents place for about a month during the school vacations. I asked him to come over for dinner as he was alone.
He told us that he ‘hated to eat and run, he should be going because he had an important meeting in the morning and he didn’t want to be tired.’ Kartik went into one of the back rooms to get a magazine that he had borrowed from Rajan, I jumped up from the table to begin the wifely chore of doing the dishes. Rajan walked up behind me and put his hand on my ass and gave it a tight squeeze. I noticed that his hand nearly covered one of my cheeks. When I looked at him, he squeezed it again and whispered thank you again for the great dinner. With that, he winked at me and turned and walked away. I was stunned and happy.After that it seemed that Rajan was always touching me when Kartik was not looking. I didn’t mind and felt that it was his way of bonding with a friend. It wasn’t sexual except for the time we had him for dinner and he grabbed my ass, but it really didn’t bother me. I didn’t feel threatened by him, I guess because I liked him so much. After dinner Kartik suggested we have icecream and he would just go over quickly to the nearest ice cream shop and get the ice creams.
As sooas he left, Rajan turned to me and put his hands on my shoulders and as I looked up into his eyes, he pulled me close to him and put his lips on mine. I’d been wondering what it would be like to kiss this him, but that is about as far as the thought went until that moment. His lips were soft and warm. He felt so powerful as he held me and I could feel my resistance melt almost immediately. The kiss actually felt really good and just the thought of doing it , made it feel quite exciting. The kiss was not just a peck on the lips, but one that began to linger. I opened my lips and his tongue began to brush lightly against them. The soft sensuous feeling of his tongue sent shivers up my back. While kissing, he grabbed my hand and pulled it down between us placing it on his cock, which had become rigid and was probably the biggest cock I’d ever felt in my life. I gave it a squeeze and could tell that it was a mammoth in proportion to my husband’s. The thought that went through my head was that I didn’t know how a woman could put this thing inside herself. It was by far bigger than I’d imagined in my wildest fantasies. As we broke the kiss, he told me that he had been wanting to do that for quite some time. I could tell he had been thinking of me, but he never asked me to do anything else, and as I looked him in the eyes, I could also tell he hungered for me.
That night as I lay in bed with my husband, I couldn’t help but think of the size of Rajan’s cock. Kartik was asleep, but I was not even close to being tired. My pussy was aching at the thought of this big cock. All the times that he has touched me and the winks he has given me were all beginning to mean something to me now. I know he and Kartik were good friends but the relationship between Rajan and me was different. There seemed to be more of a husband and wife bond than just friendship. Although nothing sexual had happened, I was wondering if it would, now that he had put my hand on his cock. I couldn’t start being unfaithful to my husband, especially now that we were planning on making a baby, but the thought of having sex with Rajan was now on my mind. Since it was sunday tomorrow, I’d talk to Rajan. With the desire that I now had, I decided that I’d make love to him once and that’d be it. I couldn’t do it with him more than that and I’d tell him. I had to see what that big cock was like.
Call me impulsive, or over sexed, or anything you want, but I just had to have a go at that, just once. With that, I fell asleep. The next morning as I was preparing breakfast for Kartik, he told me that he would be away for a week on business tour as he got the message early in the morning when i was asleep. I had some feelings of guilt for even entertaining the idea of making love to Rajan. The more I thought of it, the more the feelings were replaced with feelings of lust. By the time Kartik left for the business tour, I couldn’t wait to see Rajan. As soon as Kartik was out the door, I called Rajan on the phone and told him to come over to the house when he was dressed as I’d like to talk to him. About fifteen minutes later there was a soft knocking on the door. I was still in my robe and after apologizing to Rajan I made some coffee. I told him that I’d been thinking about the previous night and our friendship. I told him that I could see the way things were going and I really wasn’t disappointed. With a knot forming in the pit of my stomach, I asked him if he’d like to make love to me. He looked at me with astonishment on his face, and said that it would be the answer to his prayers. I told him that I had been thinking him also, but that we could only do it this one time. I didn’t want it to happen ever again because Kartik and I were planning on making a family and that I knew it was wrong.
Continued……