Hi, even before introducing myself I would like to admit that neither I am very good in this language nor I am a good story teller. Few days back I accidently found this blog and read many narrations, and just started writing down my sex experience.
Thought I have tried to learn narrating stories just by reading stories of this blog but I still feel that I will not be able to narrate my sex experience very expressively but I promise that I will write in English as much as possible so that readers who do not understand Hindi can understand my fucking saga but along with that I would say like I read few stories of this blog I would like to write Hindi words too as they add up spice to the incident and I will try writing translation too.
Anyway now without wasting much time I would like to move to the main course of this site. I am Usha, a female from Delhi in my mid thirties and still unmarried and this write up is about me fucking with my old friend Naval who was actually married when he fucked me.
While talking about Naval I will say he was my classmate since my 1st standard and we studied together in the same class till our high school. After that I lost contact with him, moreover at that time as such he had nothing in him which could recall me about him but then after bit more than one and half decade I met him again on one social networking site.
He was located by one of my another classmate and fortunately soon after meeting him everybody of my class of that time thought about meeting someday and like that I met Naval for the first time after around seventeen long years. By now Naval was good looking male with good height, though not very muscular but with a good health and down to earth nature.
When I met him he was not only married but also a father of a baby girl and truly speaking when I met him for the first time I could not imagine myself with him on the bed to get fucked especially after knowing this fact that he is already committed, but over the period of around 2 years or may be bit more things changed drastically at my mental level and I not only lost my virginity to him but also had really good time with him on bed repeatedly for few days.
Anyway going back to sequence now if I will try and talk about myself then first thing I would like to speak about myself is that I am bitch, reason; at one instant I was so desperate to get a fuck that I was not ready to think about anything except fucking and I ultimately to tranquilize my sexual urge I approached Naval up to the extent that he cheated his wife.
Otherwise in appearance I am not beautiful, rather I am average looking female with very dark complexion but with very seductive and bursting sexual assets. I am standing around 5’5” with reasonably big milks and jutting out ass mounds while having good fleshy thighs and arms but no belly at all and truly speaking I feel my statement for myself that I am not beautiful has just one reason that I am not fair.
Certainly if I would have been bit fairer, then instead of average looking I would have came in the category of good looking girls and any guy of our cast would have said yes to me for marriage. While detailing about the hurdles I was facing in my marriage in brief I would say over the time span of more than 3-4 years I was tired of formal meetings of arrange marriages with the guys of my cast,
for me it always ended in disappointment because of no from guys side for one or another lousy reason and like this apart from depression of getting rejected again and again I was going through bad time sexually too, my body was fully ripened for manly treatment and I was somewhat in desperate need of having sex,
I was spending sleepless nights in desire of getting a real pleasure of feeling a man into my fuckhole but unfortunately what I could do or what I did in this time span was just rubbing of my fuckhole while watching porn movies. Anyway apparently apart from my color complexion, there is one more hurdle in way of my marriage;
that is I am Manglik, being Manglik is something in relation with constellation of stars of the time period in which I was born. I can easily say that delay in my marriage was the sole reason of my desperation of getting a fuck and that’s why I thought about trapping simple man like Naval into my lust.
Now after bit of intro I would like to jump to the incident and circumstances in which I started lusting over Naval more desperately and ultimately things became so irresistible for me and that I started thinking about trapping him in my sexual lust. Since I met Naval first time by now around 2 years were passed and we were meeting regularly after 3-4 months, obviously with the whole gang of classmates.
At that time deep inside within myself I was admirer of Naval as a person; with very good sense of humor he was very down to earth in nature, unlike my other classmates I never saw him staring at my body or to any other female’s body of our gang, maybe I was wrong and he was sharp in doing that but certainly I never caught him staring at us with that perspective.
Anyway apart from this I never saw him showing off himself and opposite to him my other classmates were very artificial, most of them use to reflect themselves on highly paid jobs with lot of style and very high living standards and when I asked him, Naval gave me true picture of his financial status, though it was not bad, rather it is good but not at all hyped like my other classmates use to reflect.
Also we had a same taste of music and movies, artistic and comedy and we use to exchange movies and music of our collection which we both use to download from the internet. Anyway over the time my admiration for his nature and attitude rose significantly, may be because among all males of our gang I was well connected just to him and I really don’t know when I occasionally
started masturbating visualizing him fucking me with lot of love and affection as if I am his wife. I can easily say that initially I was not obsessed with him but certainly somewhere deep inside I had a desire of getting a husband like him and in real life just opposite to what I was desiring I was meeting guys who were not worth calling a man and because of them I was going through a real torture on the name of arrange marriage.
Gradually my depression of not getting fixed and desperation to get physical love went on increasing and I started feeling lonely and in that span as a friend I thought about sharing my feelings with Naval and I started calling him to chit chat regularly. Up to an extend he was aware of my life and later when I shared him whatever was going in my personal life he gave me lot of mental support;
he was so casual and down to earth that I never saw him misunderstanding my casual phone calls like most guys do when females call them frequently, rather he too starting sharing his routine life with me and he seemed happy with whatever destiny has given him. My regular phone calls really enhanced my attraction for Naval and I started saving his photographs;
which he uploaded on FB in my Laptop and in free time I use to see them to masturbate myself better. Finally one day my pleasant and mild lustful feelings for Naval turned into madness, it was one of our female friend’s marriage party. Whole gang was gathered there and Naval was also present with his wife and 2-3 old daughter.
Although that day I met his wife formally for the first time but virtually I knew her very well, obviously through social networking site and from Naval’s chit chatting and the best part was just like me his wife also knew me. While talking to Deepali (his wife) I was realizing that Naval has shared every minor detail about me and his transparency with his wife about other female really impressed me.
I Must say that by praising Naval for his attitude, I am not trying to say that he was a kind of saint, rather it was just me who could not put him out of my mind, by being so good in nature it can be considered some sort of hypnotism which Naval was doing over me and I was falling in love with his every simple gesture, I saw him very caring for his wife and somewhere started feeling envy for Deepali, for being a wife of such a wonderful person.
Anyway that night gradually our friends started going back after dinner and within half an hour just we three were left. I was there with plan of staying in the night to attend all marriage ceremonies but truly speaking I did not wanted to stay there, after reaching there I was realizing that ultimately I am going to get bored because as such except bride I did not knew anybody.
I could not think of going back home at that hour and could not except Naval dropping me home as I was living in the direction of almost 90 degrees from his way to home and I casually spoke this to Deepali (Naval’s wife) that I have made a mistake by making a plan of staying here and I don’t want to stay here and Deepali instantly invited me to come along with them.
At that time somehow Naval was missing from there and as he came back Deepali somewhat informed him that I don’t want to stay here and in continuation told him that she has invited me to come along and stay with us for the night. Naval reacted casually on that and told me to come along and once asked me if I want to get dropped at home but I denied for that.
Since Deepali invited me to come along to her place, somewhere deep inside I was feeling strange rapture, I wanted to go with them and stay at their place, certainly I was not thinking about fucking with him in the night, I just wanted to spend more time with Naval and in presence of Deepali as such for me there was no question of feeling insecure and finally after bit of persuasion from Deepali’s side
I agreed and Naval committed me that he will drop me home early in the morning. Finally within next 10-15 minutes we took leave from there and in within one more hour I was at his place. Like me Naval also belonged to middle class family and his house was also very much like him, simple and ordinary.
Those days his parents were gone to his elder brother’s place so I was suppose to stay in their room. Deepali showed me my room for the night and then whole house and in the end gave me one of her night suit to change, top with buttons in front and casual Pajama and because of difference of physical structure between me and Deepali I could see that nightwear
which she gave me was not only bit tight over my body but also shorter in length but it was comfortable as it was made of light stretchable material. After some time Deepali came to my room again to see me and saw me in her nightwear and asked me if I am comfortable in it and we chit chatted for a while in which she casually told me that after 2 days she is going to her mother’s place for next 15 days and that is why her In-laws;
means Naval’s parents have gone to his brother’s place as they need lot of attention. After sometime Deepali took leave and I was left alone in the room and now I had a clear plan of masturbating, visualizing myself getting fucked by Naval but as per my regular practice before starting rubbing my fuck opening I wanted to get aroused up to some extend by thinking about
an imaginary situation in which we both will get intimate and after getting this information that after two days Deepali is going out of town and Naval will be living alone for next 15 days it became easier for me and I started assuming that after leaving his wife on Saturday evening on the train,
I will meet him on Sunday and he will get me to his place and then he will fuck me in the same room, on the same bed of the same house. And like this I was enjoying making imaginary conversing dialogs within myself between me and Naval around this situation and within a minutes time I was about to insert my hand into my panty to rub my fuckhole when I heard some noise outside.
Either it was Deepali or it was Naval and mentally I was in the state that within a fraction I decided to take a chance to see if it is Naval and came out with a planned excuse of drinking water and found Naval standing in the kitchen in shorts and undershirt. He turned and seemed bit surprised to see me in his wife’s nightwear and that day first time I saw her looking at my body with different perspective;
probably because my body was bursting in that tight outfit. Actually top I was wearing was not only tight over my upper half it was also short in length. My breasts were looking even bigger because of the tightness of the upper and it was hardly reaching to my waist and Naval could see my fleshy thighs well in the tight pajamas along with the portion between my thighs which is most desired part of female’s body by all men.
I caught him staring at me and asked him with a smile that because of night dress I am wearing he is not getting confused between me and Deepali by asking “night dress ki wajah se confusion to nahi ho raha na….I am not your wife…I am Usha” and he laughed a bit while saying “nahi…nahi” with bit of disappointment of getting caught red handed while staring at my thighs and the portion between them.
Truly speaking it was not at all planned from my side, it was spontaneous statement which came out of my mouth but it really made me feel good in the end when I saw Naval blushing after getting caught.
Anyway while being in kitchen to my surprise Naval was making coffee for Deepali and himself and he asked me if I will also have and I said yes to it for no other than that somehow I wanted to spend some more time with them, to be more precise I wanted to spend more time with Naval, rather deep inside I had a desire that he should see my bursting body more.
I stood with him in the kitchen for a while and chit chatted and tried to read his mind through his eyes and somewhere felt him bit uncomfortable because of my physical appearance of that instant and that really gave me strange pleasure. We both came to his bedroom and I was little more surprised see that Deepali was almost fallen asleep,
Naval awakened her and as expected she was surprised to see me along with her husband. Truly speaking I didn’t realized the situation there, and main reason for them to have coffee at this hour and casually asked them “waise tum log iss time coffee pee rahe ho…raat ko jaagne ka plan hai kya” and my words turned Deepali’s face red instantly and she smiled a bit,
next instant I realized my mistake and exactly what my words meant. Unknowingly my statement was absolutely true; they had a plan making love. I smiled while looking at Deepali and she blushed a bit, I looked at Naval and he was also smiling with timid gesture and I thought about leave them alone by getting up and going out of the room and spoke “I think I should leave…”
but Deepali stopped me by saying “please…take it easy…baithe raho” I sat there for a while as Deepali instantly changed the subject of conversation and we spoke about the food which we had in the dinner. As my Coffee ended I got up and Deepali also got up to come out with the cups,
I tried to stop her and tried to get all cups from her but she came out with me and by saying “I am really sorry…I really didn’t mean that…tum please bura matt maanna” I got a chance to say sorry to her for what I spoke accidently just few minutes “it’s ok aur bura maan ne ki koi baat nahi hai….”
She replied back casually with a smile and spoke something which was not at all expected by me, by saying “waise you were right…humara jaagne ka hi plan hai” she smiled even more and somewhat confirmed me that they have a plan of fucking and in reflex I also smiled on her reply and looked into her eyes and she spoke again saying
“actually after two days I am leaving….you know…ab do din ye regular hoga” just like friends do, Deepali casually shared me her bedroom life of next 2 days, that they are going to have sex regularly and I replied back with just a smile again but truly speaking that moment because of envy feeling for being a wife and bed partner of such a wonderful person I was burnt deep inside.
I came back to my bedroom and but surprisingly even after knowing this fact that in other room fucking is on, I did not felt like masturbating, I don’t know what was happening to me, after getting confirmation that Naval is going to fuck his wife I was very restless, I was going through some sort of agony or you can say jealousy for Deepali, as if he is my husband and Deepali is a third person who has came between us.
Anyway I tried to resist myself but that time lust was ruling my senses, after around 5-10 minutes of trying hard to divert my mind I got up and came out of the room again and tip toed towards Naval’s bedroom and tried to hear noise from their room, I heard few words which I could not understand but nothing like moans or gasps of having sex, which I was expecting or you can say desiring.
I moved out to the balcony to reach to the window of their bedroom and tried to see things happening inside but failed as there widow was completely covered with the curtains. I came back to the room and tried to sleep, as I said I was not feeling like masturbating, I was depressed for no reason,
it can be considered my love or infatuation or just lust for Naval because of which I was not ready to except this fact that Naval is married to Deepali and not all interested in me. I needed him desperately, I wanted to have sex with him just then but as such there was no way I could get him that moment and that really made me cry for couple of minutes.
I tried to sleep without masturbating and slept for a while but it was just a nap of hardly half an hour and once again after that because of lust my eyes were wide open. Finally I took off all my clothes and started masturbating while moaning and gasping Naval’s name in controlled voice and climaxed a bit and felt bit relieved from the fucking pressure which was built inside me.
After that more or less I slept but I was restless for whole night and could not take my mind out of Naval. Early in the morning when I got up time was around 7 and I thought about masturbating again and like I said earlier I have a habit of creating an imaginary situation and conversing dialogs around that fucking situation,
I started doing that and now I was imagining myself arousing Naval to get a fuck from him and to my surprise without thinking about masturbating I got lost in imagining situations and conversations between me and Naval through which I could commute my lustful feeling to him and attract him sexually and that half an hour of day dreaming in the early morning made me
even more desperate to get on bed with Naval and I decided to try trapping Naval into my lust after Deepali’s departure. Anyway ultimately before getting up for morning courses I masturbated in the morning too, but unlike past that really did not tranquilized my urge much and went on planning to trap him within myself and really enjoyed that lustful mind state.
Finally I met Deepali and Naval and had light breakfast with them and throughout that span, I was madly occupied with different ideas through which I could give him hint of my fucking desire for him and to make my desire come true once again I casually asked Deepali about her plan, date and time of her departure and within myself instantly came up with a thought to see her off on the railway station with a gift for her child just to meet Naval again.