Misc. Erotica Few erotic (non porn) stories from other sites.

[Blue Bull]

Salim's flat number was 1502. Salim opened the latch and they both walked in. Shilpa supported herself against Salim and removed her sandal. She had specifically bought a 4 inch heel sandal as Salim was more than 6 feet 4 inches tall and she was only 5 feet 6 inch. This way she appeared taller than she actually was and reached Salim's shoulder. She was bending to remove the sandal. The pallu of her sari fell off as she had not used a pin to tie it with her blouse. Salim immediately put his hand on her tits as Shilpa removed her sandal.

Salim put his hand around her waist as he escorted her around the home. It was a plush 3 BHK flat. Shilpa was impressed as she moved along with Salim. It was decorated with elegance using lot of color and shades. She liked the interior. She faced Salim and asked "It is very impressive. Who designed this interior? It's fantastic."

Salim looked in her eyes. "It was designed by my ex-wife."

Shilpa looked surprised and then remarked. "Wow. She definitely had the taste. What was her name?"

Salim's face turned a bit pale. It felt to her that mentioning her name was not a good idea. But then Salim smiled at her and replied. "Her name was Smita Kulkarni."

Shilpa moved closer to him and wrapped her hands around his neck. "So was she a Maharashtrian *****?"

Salim moved his hands around her waist and rested them on her ass and pulled her closer. "Yes. Her father never approved of our marriage."

"How did you marry? I mean a registered marriage or traditional?" Shilpa asked him.

"We got married in a traditional ceremony in a mosque." Salim told her.

 

"Did you marry in a mosque? Wow. Did she convert to .,?" They both started moving towards the sofa and sat on it.

"Yes. Otherwise you can't marry in a mosque." Salim slowly caressed her waist as he spoke.

"OK. So what did you name her after marriage? Was it Smita Khan?" Shilpa asked.

Salim spanked playfully on her ass before replying. "No darling. I named her Sana. Sana Khan. But she never liked it."

Shilpa removed the chop from her hair and put in back in her purse. Then she loosened her hair and let them fall across her shoulders and back.

"Strange. It's a nice name. If I were to marry you, I would have liked it." Shilpa said seriously.

Salim pulled her even closer and looked in her eyes. "So why don't you do it honey? Just divorce Aniket and marry me."

She hesitated a bit, but then replied in a strong tone. "Salim, please don't suggest such things to me. You know I can't do it. I can't leave Aniket. I don't think our affair should break my marriage."

Salim looked at her intently. "OK, honey. I will not mention it." He smiled before adding. "At least not for some time to come"

Shilpa laughed loudly. "Oh, just not for some time? It means this may come again."

Salim pulled her towards him. "Maybe it will. Let's see. Now let's stop wasting time and have dinner. I will call the hotel and order it. They will take 10 minutes to deliver it."

He separated from her and moved towards the phone. Shilpa watched him as he ordered their food. Then they talked idly for some time as they waited for food. Just in 15 minutes, the door bell rang and their food arrived. Shilpa went to the kitchen and pulled out two plates for them. Then she served food in two plates. Salim had switched the TV on. She could hear the loud noise of a cricket match being telecast. She got the food ready and then went in the hall carrying 2 plates. Salim immediately pulled a tipoy and Shilpa put both the plates on it. They both started eating. Shilpa looked at him in mock anger and said. "I was hoping that at least you would not be interested in that stupid game." Salim smiled at her and replied. "No. I am sorry to disappoint you, but I like cricket very much." They chatted moodily as they finished dinner. Shilpa put the plates away in the kitchen sink and came back in the hall and sat beside Salim on the sofa.

"Haven't you ordered any sweet?" Shilpa asked him.

Salim put his hands on her breasts and replied "Well I thought that you will give me a sweet dish. You have such wonderful and ripe mangoes."

Shilpa smiled and moved closer to him. Salim moved his finger in her cleavage and slowly started caressing it with his finger.

Shilpa also put her hand on his and said "Ok. So how do you want it jaan? Do you want to eat mangoes or do you want me to feed them to you?"

Salim moved his hand behind her back and removed the chop tying her hair. He grabbed her hair and pulled her closer to him and kissed her mouth hard. Then he got up from the sofa and picked her up in his arms. "Let's go to the bedroom darling." Salim said and then started walking towards the bedroom carrying Shilpa in his arms.

Shilpa looked with wide eyes at the bed as she saw that it was covered with rose petals. Wonderful scent of roses filled the entire room. 5 ropes were attached to the bed and all the ropes were covered with roses. Shilpa felt a lump rising in her throat. She gasped and looked at Salim. She looked in his eyes and they both kissed briefly. She thanked Salim for the beautiful wedding night kind of bed decoration. Salim placed her on the bed and then went to the window to close the curtains. When he turned after closing the curtains, he saw Shilpa had already removed her sari and thrown it on a chair. She looked at him and smiled. She was wearing only a petticoat and blouse. Then she moved to the bed and slowly sat on it. Her eyes were still locked with Salim's eyes. Then she backed further on the bed and sat with her back resting on the bed post frame. Then she put her hand on her blouse and slowly started unhooking it. She was looking all this time at Salim. She unhooked all her blouse hooks and slowly pulled the blouse cups aside. Her breasts popped out of the blouse immediately. Then she raised her chest high and beckoned Salim. "Oh Salim, I have been waiting for this for such a long time. Now please come in and eat my mangoes. They belong to you. They are all your now. Come in and suck them jaan."

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