Fucking friend’s voluptuous housewife

(Hindi Sex Stories) I am Madhukar from Ahmedabad, Gujarat. I am 5 feet 10 inches tall and have a decent job. When I was in college, I had lot of friends of both sexes. One of my closest friends was Raj. We hanged out together and as I had a car, we moved together with other friends also.

I had my girlfriend and he had his. Her name was Kajal and she was a stunner. It was clear that they were in love and intended to marry. She was, like most Muslim girls very fair and tall also. She had red cheeks and cheery red lips, which needed no lipstick!

She had a brilliant figure of 36 27 36? How did I know? Just read on and you would know! We both friends were sexually active and while I played the field, Raj was confined to Kajal. We passed out of the college and I went on to join MBA while Raj and Kajal their MA.

But we were together in the evenings. I got a decent MNC job while both of them joined different colleges as lecturers. It was not a surprise when they decided to marry. I was like a main person in their marriage, looking after everything from guests to marriage details.

To see Kajal in her wedding lehenga was like seeing Ashwarya Rai. She was looking soooooo beautiful and nearly every male was in envy of Raj that day. After their marriage they settled down in a flat in a posh locality of Vadodara and I was a regular visitor,

eating dinner with them at least once a week. Kajal was looking more and more beautiful every day. Raj suddenly had to go to Kenya on a teaching assignment and Kajal was supposed to join him in the same university after one month.

But somehow her assignment did not work out and she had to stay back. She had to stay alone as her parents and parents of Raj were not very happy with the marriage. I used to escort her to markets so that she can buy things. This brought us together.

Although I was a close friend of Raj, Kajal was my fantasy girl and I wanted always to have her even if for one night! I had screwed her so many times in my dreams and knew very well that if do get an opportunity,

I would not miss it! I could feel that Kajal was slowly becoming uneasy and I saw some fantasy and debonair magazines in her house. I knew that she is missing the sex she had got used to. I kept her company as much as possible.

I took every opportunity to touch her in any way I can and I am sure she must have seen the bulge I was getting in my pants. She never showed any interest openly but I was feeling that she was creating more and more opportunities so that I can touch her.

Taking this as my own thinking I never did anything that can spoil our fine years old relationship and I knew for sure that we can never have an affair unless she takes an initiative and I was also sure she would never but how wrong I was!

One day she told me that she wants to see the movie Titanic. I told her that I would get the tickets. She told me to get her two tickets. I said ok and got two tickets of night show. I gave the tickets to her and asked her to tell with whom she would be going to the movie.

She looked surprised and said that she had me in mind as she does not have any other friend. I was overjoyed, as I knew that the movie had certain hot scenes. I picked her up at 9 p.m. and we both went to the theatre.

She was wearing a tight salwar kameez and most of her assets were visible. Most of the men were looking at me with envy. One man passed a comment which we heard was “salla bada lucky hai”. She was looking like a beauty queen!

She was holding my hands by passing her hands around my arm and this led to her soft breasts touching my hands. I felt that although she was showing this to be normal there was a slight rise in her breathing.

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