22-11-2020, 03:56 AM
I am Sunita, aged 23, married to Ashok who is 24 and has his own business, which requires him to travel a lot. I am fair skinned and have light blue eyes and 5ft3" in height. My husband is as tall as me and we make a good couple. Ours was a love marriage as we knew each other from college and since there was no opposition from both our families, we were married as soon as we completed college.
Based in Bangalore, I come from a middle class family, which was not very orthodox, but my dad was a disciplinarian. I was the youngest amongst our family and having 2 elder married brothers. Each one of us had our own separate room and my brothers stayed with their wives, in rooms adjoining mine. Though pampered, I was never allowed to take excess freedom.
But growing up in a house with two robust brothers, just 2 - 4 years elder to me, at times I was privy to erotic moans and a few thuds & bed squeaks, when their love making crossed limits at night. At times, I came across a used condom in their waste paper baskets, which was hurriedly disposed off. I was always very curious about the moans and the condoms, but things unfolded clearly only after my marriage. Their wives were young and matched them in their sexual needs. During the day, they were perfect daughter-in-laws and all of us shared a perfect relationship.
Both families knew about the close relationship between me and Ashok and the families having known each other, consented that we marry after our college education was complete. I was a frequent visitor to Ashok's house before marriage, as his elder sister Latha and I were good friends.
Ashok's family was small and he resided with his parents and sister Latha, who was a year older to him. She got married about 6 months prior to our marriage and went to stay in Mumbai, where her husband was based. She was very pretty to look at and her husband too was handsome & fit.
My husband Ashok had a natural physique and was fair and muscular. After marriage he kept me happy in our sexual escapades, but he stuck to the customary missionary style. I had small pointy, 32" breasts, but they were stiff and cone like. He loved to maul them and eat them. Right from before our marriage, during his travels, if he came across a lingerie shop. He would pop in and buy some sexy lingerie to present to me on marriage. He had a beautiful choice of nighties, panties and bra's stacked in the cupboard. I was surprised because he never asked me for my breast size, but they fit me perfectly. His choice was front opening ones.
But what is more important here was that my in-laws were in their prime fitness and the husband & wife looked liked individuals in their early thirties though their age was 43 & 41 respectively. My father-in-law Sunil, looked very handsome and was almost 6ft tall, fair and had a very hairy chest & back. My husband had a very smooth hairless chest & back. I could see my father-in-law's hairy chest, when he wore a sleeveless vest or he came out after his bath. The mother-in-law Ashwini, had a figure to die for. She was also tall and very fair. She sported her 36" taut, round breasts with pride. She too had a sense of great dressing - in-house and outside.
I was very surprised after my marriage and shifting to their house, that the father-in-law wore shorts and my mother-in-law wore T-shirts and short skirts at home. They also told me to wear what I like as there was no taboo of dressing in their house. I thought that it must be because of having a daughter who liked wearing such clothes.
Hence I too started to wear skirts and a loose shirt or a T-shirt. My husband also liked me in skirts and loose shirts as it did not hamper his fondling in the privacy of our room. Initially we did seek pleasure in hurried fondling or a quickie, just before he left for work or when the parents were busy in bath or cooking.
The house was a Row-house type and was one-storied. There was total privacy from any prying eyes from outside. The ground floor had a kitchen a dining room, a huge sitting room and a self sufficient guest room and a verandah that went half way around the house. The first floor was where we had our bedroom next to that of my in-laws. The store room was close by and the rest of the area was a private terrace, accessible from our bedrooms. A very convenient stairway connected these two levels, from the dining room.
My sister-in-law had come down, with her husband for our wedding and they had stayed over for a week after that. As a new bride I did not notice it initially, but I realized that my sister-in-law and her husband disappeared in their room very often and when she came out her hair was tussled or her husband would be sweaty. It was only later that I realized that their flat being very small and him having his parents living with them they had no or little privacy and they could not get enough of sex there. And here they were free of any prying eyes and fornicating like rabbits.
They left after a week. My life became a routine as I adjusted to the house works, and soon after we left for our honeymoon. In fact I never realized how beautiful sex was until my husband took my virginity lovingly and we hardly came out of the room during those days, except for food. We hardly slept and our nights were spent fondling, kissing and fucking. He had a 5" penis which for me filled me to the brim. I had my most wonderful orgasms and we came together many times. We had decided that we would start our family after about 3-4 years and I was on the pill. Sex was uncontrolled.
We slept in our birthday suits and Ashok asked me to suck him. I had not expected it and did not want to do it, but after seeing his morose expression, I decided to try it out. I kissed & licked the head of his penis, as he guided himself slowly into my mouth. Not knowing what to do and fearing that my teeth would bite him I waited with an open mouth and Ashok pushed and pulled his penis over my tongue. After sometime I got used to his penis and started to suck him. It was then that he shot his salty load into my mouth and I pulled away. I swallowed his sperm. Some sperms trickled down onto my stiff breasts and he pulled me up to suck my breast and his sperm. This was my first experience at giving a blow job. After that he was charged up and he laid me on the bed and fucked me like a bull.
We returned home after a fortnight, fully satisfied & tired as hell; and then he had to catch up with his job. This would now happen regularly, as his business was spreading to different states in India. He would be gone between 5 days to two weeks or more. The addiction of sex that I had got after our honeymoon left a vacuum that led me to masturbate with my fingers, during Ashok's absence.
Based in Bangalore, I come from a middle class family, which was not very orthodox, but my dad was a disciplinarian. I was the youngest amongst our family and having 2 elder married brothers. Each one of us had our own separate room and my brothers stayed with their wives, in rooms adjoining mine. Though pampered, I was never allowed to take excess freedom.
But growing up in a house with two robust brothers, just 2 - 4 years elder to me, at times I was privy to erotic moans and a few thuds & bed squeaks, when their love making crossed limits at night. At times, I came across a used condom in their waste paper baskets, which was hurriedly disposed off. I was always very curious about the moans and the condoms, but things unfolded clearly only after my marriage. Their wives were young and matched them in their sexual needs. During the day, they were perfect daughter-in-laws and all of us shared a perfect relationship.
Both families knew about the close relationship between me and Ashok and the families having known each other, consented that we marry after our college education was complete. I was a frequent visitor to Ashok's house before marriage, as his elder sister Latha and I were good friends.
Ashok's family was small and he resided with his parents and sister Latha, who was a year older to him. She got married about 6 months prior to our marriage and went to stay in Mumbai, where her husband was based. She was very pretty to look at and her husband too was handsome & fit.
My husband Ashok had a natural physique and was fair and muscular. After marriage he kept me happy in our sexual escapades, but he stuck to the customary missionary style. I had small pointy, 32" breasts, but they were stiff and cone like. He loved to maul them and eat them. Right from before our marriage, during his travels, if he came across a lingerie shop. He would pop in and buy some sexy lingerie to present to me on marriage. He had a beautiful choice of nighties, panties and bra's stacked in the cupboard. I was surprised because he never asked me for my breast size, but they fit me perfectly. His choice was front opening ones.
But what is more important here was that my in-laws were in their prime fitness and the husband & wife looked liked individuals in their early thirties though their age was 43 & 41 respectively. My father-in-law Sunil, looked very handsome and was almost 6ft tall, fair and had a very hairy chest & back. My husband had a very smooth hairless chest & back. I could see my father-in-law's hairy chest, when he wore a sleeveless vest or he came out after his bath. The mother-in-law Ashwini, had a figure to die for. She was also tall and very fair. She sported her 36" taut, round breasts with pride. She too had a sense of great dressing - in-house and outside.
I was very surprised after my marriage and shifting to their house, that the father-in-law wore shorts and my mother-in-law wore T-shirts and short skirts at home. They also told me to wear what I like as there was no taboo of dressing in their house. I thought that it must be because of having a daughter who liked wearing such clothes.
Hence I too started to wear skirts and a loose shirt or a T-shirt. My husband also liked me in skirts and loose shirts as it did not hamper his fondling in the privacy of our room. Initially we did seek pleasure in hurried fondling or a quickie, just before he left for work or when the parents were busy in bath or cooking.
The house was a Row-house type and was one-storied. There was total privacy from any prying eyes from outside. The ground floor had a kitchen a dining room, a huge sitting room and a self sufficient guest room and a verandah that went half way around the house. The first floor was where we had our bedroom next to that of my in-laws. The store room was close by and the rest of the area was a private terrace, accessible from our bedrooms. A very convenient stairway connected these two levels, from the dining room.
My sister-in-law had come down, with her husband for our wedding and they had stayed over for a week after that. As a new bride I did not notice it initially, but I realized that my sister-in-law and her husband disappeared in their room very often and when she came out her hair was tussled or her husband would be sweaty. It was only later that I realized that their flat being very small and him having his parents living with them they had no or little privacy and they could not get enough of sex there. And here they were free of any prying eyes and fornicating like rabbits.
They left after a week. My life became a routine as I adjusted to the house works, and soon after we left for our honeymoon. In fact I never realized how beautiful sex was until my husband took my virginity lovingly and we hardly came out of the room during those days, except for food. We hardly slept and our nights were spent fondling, kissing and fucking. He had a 5" penis which for me filled me to the brim. I had my most wonderful orgasms and we came together many times. We had decided that we would start our family after about 3-4 years and I was on the pill. Sex was uncontrolled.
We slept in our birthday suits and Ashok asked me to suck him. I had not expected it and did not want to do it, but after seeing his morose expression, I decided to try it out. I kissed & licked the head of his penis, as he guided himself slowly into my mouth. Not knowing what to do and fearing that my teeth would bite him I waited with an open mouth and Ashok pushed and pulled his penis over my tongue. After sometime I got used to his penis and started to suck him. It was then that he shot his salty load into my mouth and I pulled away. I swallowed his sperm. Some sperms trickled down onto my stiff breasts and he pulled me up to suck my breast and his sperm. This was my first experience at giving a blow job. After that he was charged up and he laid me on the bed and fucked me like a bull.
We returned home after a fortnight, fully satisfied & tired as hell; and then he had to catch up with his job. This would now happen regularly, as his business was spreading to different states in India. He would be gone between 5 days to two weeks or more. The addiction of sex that I had got after our honeymoon left a vacuum that led me to masturbate with my fingers, during Ashok's absence.
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