Misc. Erotica The Sports Meet

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The Sports Meet-1

 
My name is Karishma and I am 34yrs old with a son Fazal aged 16yrs. I am definitely not beautiful to look at to catch anyone’s attention. At the same time, I am blessed with a figure of 34DD-28-36 which does attract enough attention as I realized after this incident happened.
 
My husband Ali is 50yrs old and is a very well established businessman. He is a very good man and takes care of us very well, surely above middle class family standards. We do have sex once or sometimes twice a month when he feels like it.
 
This surely does not satisfy my physical cravings but I don’t want to complain because masturbation is still my best friend. I do masturbate a few times every day either while reading erotica or while watching porn videos to satisfy my cravings.
 
I cannot dare ask my husband for sex because he is very orthodox in his line of thoughts. So I try to satisfy myself the only other way I can. Yes, I do look forward to Ali getting in the mood more often… if and when that ever happens.
 
I am not going to talk about Ali’s size because I don’t need to. Let’s just agree that he is sizeable enough to get me pregnant and big enough to make love to me when he gets in the mood to fuck me. Let me also mention that he was the first man to deflower me and take my virginity on our first night.
 
Despite all this I have never considered venturing outside my marriage because the very thought of the consequences sends shivers up my spine. Yes, I do fantasize about a lot of men but that is purely in my fantasies to help myself orgasm enjoyably.
 
I have read many stories here and already know that I have a below average bedroom life than what you would call normal but I have learned to live with it. I know that after a busy and stressful day, a husband only can do so much in the bedroom so I fully understand.
 
I used to work before marriage as a college teacher but quit to become a dedicated housewife and doting mother because my husband wanted that. This incident which I am about to tell you, was the turning point in my life and I am forever thankful to almighty to make it happen.
 
It was time for the annual sports meet which I only have to attend because Ali finds it a total waste of time. He does not even come to the parent teacher’s meetings despite getting repeated stinkers from the college.
 
So let me tell you about my dressing, at home I am free to wear anything I wish including aggressive and revealing western clothes. But when we have visitors or if I have to step out then I am mandated to only wear sarees.
 
Yes, I am allowed to wear modern blouse designs but I have to be fully covered with the saree. My blouse designs are quite up to date with the modern trends with wide open backs and plunging necklines. My petticoat is always as low as I could safely tie it before it slides off by itself.
 
I am not an exhibitionist but I like to feel good to flaunt the only nice thing I have… my body. I am so used to men ogling at me or making cat calls also. Mostly in crowded places men grope or slap my butt and some have even dared to give a quick squeeze to my tits.
 
I am past letting all this male attention affect me negatively, instead it makes me feel good…. really very good… It feels very good to be in so much demand despite not at all being beautiful.
 
I love Ali for giving me the freedom to dress the way I want because otherwise I would be roaming around wearing a veil on top of my clothes covered up from head to toe like it is mandatory in our faith. My son Fazal, is growing into a nice young man blessed with a great physique.
 
He is outstanding in sports but average in his studies. Ali does not mind his performance in studies because he is clear about Fazal joining his business. So that day I dressed in a bright yellow chiffon saree to attend the sports meet.
 
Today I wanted to look my best because my son was participating in many of the competitions and I was really proud of him. I wore minimum makeup because I prefer it that way. I hate to look at women who simply look plastered with makeup trying to hide the reality underneath.
 
I reached the college on time to be greeted by my overly excited son. Fazal got me a seat in the area only reserved for teachers because that had the best view. He had struck a deal with his physical instructor and principal because my son was one of the best in the college when it came to sports.
 
So I settled in my seat surrounded by teachers. I felt like a VIP sitting there with the best front seat view. Right next to me, the newly appointed principal Mr. Akash was seated. Today was the first time I was meeting him. He looked like an average middle aged man with a small pot belly.
 
I chuckled to myself that maybe he should also participate in sports so it helps him loose some belly fat. I was already enjoying the lustful gazes of other men folk who had come to cheer their children. Then the sports meet was flagged off by Akash and the games started.
 
Akash sat back striking a up conversation with me. Like typical of most men, he too was stealing glances at my cleavage often looking from over my shoulder as he was taller than me. He showered me with lot more appreciation the moment he found out that I was Fazal’s mother.
 
He was a good conversationalist and got my attention very quickly. He said “the moment I saw you Mrs. Karishma I thought you were Fazal’s elder sister”. This was the first time I heard something like this and it made me blush instinctively.
 
I replied “I think you are going overboard with your flattery Mr. Akash”. He said “well I am disappointed that you passed off my honest opinion as flattery”. I quickly replied “ohh don’t be disappointed Mr. Akash, I love your compliments. Thank You”.
 
He smiled and said “you can call me Akash only”. I also quickly replied “in that case you can also call me Karishma only”. The meet continued and he personally flagged off every event giving the participants some real motivation.
 
Akash made me feel special as the sports meet progressed and Fazal won medals after medals. He rained me with appreciation for my good upbringing. While sitting alongside him, our bodies were brushing against each other.
 
I took it lightly because the space was little tight so this was naturally bound to happen. No one ever before in my life had made me feel so good and elated with just a simple conversation. Akash even went to the extent of saying “I am feeling lucky to be sitting next to the prettiest lady in this event today”.
 
I replied “sorry Akash, you are wrong this time. Look around, there are so many women much more prettier than me”. He looked me deep in my eyes and said “Karishma do you think I am talking about visible beauty? Look around, how many women do you see whose child has excelled as good as Fazal in today’s event”?
 
This was a deep message and got me thinking. Even Ali for that matter has never ever appreciated me like this in so many years of my marriage. I was already feeling like I knew Akash since a long time. Akash accompanied me to every event making sure I got the best seat with him seated next to me.
 
I got back to focusing on the games cheering for Fazal alongside Akash. Over time I realized that his brushing my body was deliberate. Surprisingly I liked it because it was making my body tingle with naughty and arousing sensations.
 
Sensations which I have never felt before even while having sex with Ali or while masturbating to my crazy fantasies. These were different and simply awesome. Then I did something unbelievable which I have never done before in my life.
 
I loosened my saree pallu (the part of the saree which covers a woman’s chest and back) a little so he could enjoy a better view at my cleavage. I did this so subtly that no one including Akash would suspect anything. This sure had the desired effect.
 
Soon Akash was staring more often and openly at my cleavage while talking to me. I pretended that I was totally unaware of where his eyes were. Then it was lunch time so there was a 2hrs break for everyone before the events resumed.
 
I was with Fazal helping him with his special meal recommended for sports. Fazal was jubilant as ever because he had already won so many medals, Mostly golds and a few silver. Akash personally brought me lunch which was served for the teachers and staff.
 
I profusely thanked him for his kind gesture because I came unprepared for this only focusing on my son. So after I had my lunch with my son, it was rest time. Then the sports meet resumed. Fazal had five more events to participate in.
 
Akash was quick to be back by my side after flagging off each event cheering all the participants. It was only now that I seriously looked at him. Despite his average looks, Akash was everything I was looking for in an ideal father and a teacher.
 
I was simply floored. Then the meet concluded with the prize distribution ceremony. I was feeling on top of the world because my son had won the maximum medals. After the meet concluded Akash came to me.
 
He said “Karishma let’s leave the boys alone to enjoy their limelight. Can you please spare a few minutes for having tea with me”? I was already in awe of this man and blinded by the attention he had been showering me with so I quickly accepted without second thoughts.
 
I told Fazal to have a ball with his friends to celebrate his winnings and meet me at home after he was done and went with Akash. Akash took me to his house which was behind the main college building and I unsuspectingly went with him.
 
To be continued….
 
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The Sports Meet-2


Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue…

I told Fazal to have a ball with his friends to celebrate his winnings and meet me at home after he was done and went with Akash. Akash took me to his house which was behind the main college building and I unsuspectingly went with him.

As soon as I got inside his main door, he kissed my nape from behind. I was startled by his move. At the same time, this felt so good sending new found pleasure shockwaves thru my body because no one including Ali had never done this before to me. 

At the same time, I was shocked at this so quickly turned around as a reflex action. The moment I came face to face with him, Akash quickly sealed my lips with his, pulling me in a firm hug. I had a brain freeze because everything was happening so quickly. 

Till now I had never kissed any man other than Ali or even hugged anyone like this. Then I came to my senses when I felt his hands gripping my butt cheeks harder pulling me more onto him. I could already feel his hard manhood pressing hard against my crotch from over my saree…

I quickly broke the hug and kiss pushing him away hard before anything more happened. I reached for the door knob to leave when he caught my hand. Akash said “I am sorry Karishma, I don’t know what happened to me”. I composed myself and replied “whatever the case maybe Akash, I think it is best that should leave now”. 

He fell on his knees begging for another chance. It struck me that Akash was the principal of the college where Fazal was studying, so he could make or break Fazal’s future if he wanted to. At the same time, I looked at Akash. He seemed to be genuinely apologetic for his mistake. 

Only for Fazal’s future I gave in half-heartedly. I reluctantly went following him to the living room. I purposely sat on the single seat sofa knowing well that there is no place for a second person to sit. So this would create a natural separation between us. 

Akash profusely apologized again and again till I told him to stop. He sweetly asked “what would you like to have Karishma? Tea or coffee”? I replied “tea for me Akash”. He went to the kitchen to prepare tea leaving me sitting in the living room. 

I went over my thoughts about everything that happened since I entered thru his door. Honestly everything Akash did only made me feel good and greatly aroused me. Something which I have never experienced in my years of marriage with Ali. 

Akash’s kiss felt awesome, this was the first time I had been kissed like this. Just thinking about it aroused me again making me involuntarily rub my thighs together. Yes, Ali has kissed me numerous times but that was a simple namesake half second kiss barely even touching my lips. 

But now the million-dollar question was, all this was happening for real and not like in my fantasies. Was I really ready to step into the world of adultery? Was I ready to let an outside man into my intimate space which all these years was exclusive only for my husband Ali? 

If things progressed further, then was I ready to open my legs to someone who I am not married to? While all these questions were running in my mind, Akash called out from the kitchen. He came to the door and said “I am really ashamed to be asking you this, but I have tried calling my friends for help but no one is answering my calls”. 

While still recovering from my fogged brain overwhelmed with questions I had no answers to and at the same time trying to decipher his meaningless words, I asked “what is it Akash”? He said “actually I don’t know how to make good tea. I tried, but I think I totally screwed it up. I tried calling a friend for help but failed to get thru”. 

I wanted to laugh out loud hearing this but controlled myself. I simply asked “so what do you want me to do Akash”? Akash replied “see Karishma I am good at making coffee. So I need you to help me prepare tea. I am feeling ashamed asking my guest to help me but I am out of options at this moment”. 

I calmly replied “Akash then make coffee for me too. It is that simple”. He said “no…no Karishma, this is the first time you have come to my house. Serving you coffee when you asked tea would be a big insult on my part and I cannot fathom that. So please…please help me”. 

I found it easier to go help him instead of continuing this meaningless conversation. So I went with him and stood a few feet away keeping safe distance while giving him instructions. I saw that he had an automatic coffee maker so it was a no brainer that he was able to make coffee. 

But I have to admit, his kitchen skills were below even pathetic and driving me nuts. Finally, I gave up and told him to step aside. I started preparing the tea myself while teaching him how to go about it. I was so lost in myself because I could make tea in my dreams. 

I did not realize when Akash crept up stealthily behind me. He was looking from over my shoulder while still talking to me. We were standing less than an inch apart now. I could feel his hot breath on my shoulder making my body tremble with unknown sensations. 

Then I suddenly felt him hugging me tightly from behind, kissing and licking my wide exposed back and neck all over. This sent my mind back into a freeze because suddenly I was experiencing tsunamis of pleasurable sensations which I have never felt before. 

Within seconds of his surprise assault, I felt his hard cock dig into my butt. Again something I have never experienced before. This felt so good that my body was quickly betraying me while my mind was still fighting a losing battle between right and wrong. 

I tried to free myself from his grip but despite multiple attempts, it was futile. I could now feel Akash begin to move his hips in a steady rhythm as if he was fucking me. By now my saree pallu had unknowingly slipped off as I am not in the habit of pinning it up. 

Akash’s hands were cupping my boobs from over my blouse squeezing them expertly making my body beg for more. All my wriggling to free myself only helped his hard cock progress much more deeper between my butt cheeks. 

In no time my saree was pushed deep between my buttocks and his stiff manhood was directly massaging my pussy lips despite being guarded only my saree and petticoat. This was a first for me again. The tea was now on a boil and so was my own arousal.

My defenses were diminishing faster than my mind could arrive at the next most sane thing to do to escape out of this situation. Finally, my body won over my mind pushing me to surrender to the most unfathomable thing I was doing. 

Enjoying getting forbidden pleasures by another man… A man who was not even my husband…Then Akash quickly pulled off my saree and forcefully undid the strings of my petticoat with lightning speed letting everything bunch around my feet. 

I was now left wearing only my blouse, lace bra and lace panty. Akash was not giving me any time to react because he was super quick with his actions. I was sandwiched between him and the granite kitchen counter in a vice like grip. 

His throbbing hardness that I felt earlier thru my saree was now directly pushing against my pussy only stopped by my lace panty. I thought I was feeling his erection thru his clothes all this while but I was totally wrong. Akash’s cock was already free from the confines of his trousers and knocking on my door…naked… 

His cock felt really big almost the size of an oversized cucumber or a medium sized bottle gourd. He now slipped one hand inside my panty feeling and rubbing my wet pussy while his other was squeezing my boobs hard. 

At the same time, his incessant wet kissing had covered every reachable exposed part of my upper body from behind setting me on fire. I knew this was so wrong but the heat of my arousal clouded my judgement completely pushing me to enjoy it instead of stopping him now. 

I could feel him struggling with the hooks of my blouse with one hand because his other hand was still busy massaging my hyper sensitive clit. His forceful actions ended up ripping two hooks open with two more to go. I grabbed his hands fanatically before he ripped the rest of my blouse hooks completely. 

I said “Please don’t do this Akash, you are going to tear open my blouse like this”. Akash stopped and ordered in a very intimidating tone “Karishma open your blouse hooks quickly”. I was too petrified hearing his intimidating voice to try and reason with him. 

So I simply undid the rest of my blouse hooks letting it dangle on my shoulders. While holding me pinned under his weight and the pressure of his cock, Akash pulled the blouse off my body roughly followed by ripping my bra off. 

Now the only piece of cloth left guarding my modesty was my panty. The tip of his cock was already pushing open my cunt lips despite the resistance put up by my over stretched lace panty. Akash now cupped my naked boobs in his hands mauling them mercilessly like stress balls. 

This made me scream loudly in pain. Thankfully he responded to my screams and eased the pressure. He said “Karishma, I have never seen such magnificent boobs before so I got carried away”. He continued expertly fondling my boobs and playing with my stiff nipples… again something which I have never experienced before.  

This quickly made me forget that his cock was still pushing hard threatening to rip my cunt apart anytime. His actions were pushing me closer to my orgasm very quickly… something which I did not want to ever experience especially in the hands of an outsider because of shame. 

Despite my predicament, my body had surrendered completely to this man now. Despite this forceful encounter, I was going to experience my first orgasm with a man even before real sex. Ali never managed to give me a single orgasm till date even during sex so I always had to rely on my fingers or veggies to help satisfy myself. 

To be continued….

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