I have light brown skin, long black silky hair up to heap. I am good looking but not a beauty. But I have such assets that make me a sex bomb. I have a figure of 36-30-36. I am of height 5.6″ and have a very soft body. My boobs are very firm and tight. I have black nipples which are quite big and large. My heaps are solid. I am very much horny.

Such horny that to get satisfaction I need 5times fuck per day so my husband chooses me because of my sexiness. After marriage we move to a rented house of 3floor. In the basement there are two bedrooms, one kitchen, one bathroom cum toilet and a drawing room. And in the 2nd floor there are 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms cum toilet. Roof is at top of it. You are reading this story on desibahu.com

He was a duty of 8hours between 10 am to 6 pm. And he started for office at 9 am and return at 7-7.30pm. Between those times I was free and lonely. So I have nothing to do and as I am new there I have no friend. So after 5days I told him to fix a servant who will help me in all housework and I will get a friend. So he called her friend and told him for an honest and good servant.

Couples of day later a man of age late 25 came to our house and introduced as the servant who was fixed by his (my hubby) friend. We allocate him 1room at basement as he will stay with us.

After his (my hubby) departure we were free, and I went to his room. He was just in a short pant. He was decorating his room. The door was opened. When I entered his room he was busy and I make a sound of cough. He gets alerted and came to me. Then I told him for chatting and we seat in his bed. I come to know that his name is Raghu. He is from a remote village. He is a bachelor guy and looking badly for a job.

He is as dark as coal in skin tone. But has a muscular body that any woman will be turned on for sex. I was watching his bare chest with thick hair. I was in my pink color lingerie of knee length. And I made a bun with hair. He was also watching me. We were sitting face to face. Then I went for bath. You are reading this story on desibahu.com

As I stated earlier I am very horny my hubby gifted me 2 dildos on the wedding nights. After bath I was in my black lingerie of heap length. I didn’t wear any inners. My boob’s lines were visible as it was a tight one. I was in the 2nd floor and playing with dildo. After 5 minutes I turned on and begin to fuck with one dildo. I was moaning and forget about the door and Raghu. I was sitting on the bed and spread my legs. I back to the door and open my hair up to heap.

I was in a relaxing positio with right hand I hold the dildo and with left hand I squeezing my right boobs. The door was fully opened. I was enjoying it madly. Suddenly I heard voice of Raghu. And I quickly covered myself with a nearby cloth and rotate to him. The dildo was still in my cunt. I was so much astonished and shameful that I can’t even see to his eyes and asked him in a low voice what? He asked me if there is any cloth for washing. I told him to go to the basement bathroom.

He went off and I close the door and complete the work. After that I make bun my hair and wear a gown without any inner and went to downstairs. I became curios after heard a sound of moaning. It was coming from the toilet. The door was fully open and I saw that Raghu was masturbating with one hand and with one hand he was sniffing my panties one by one. After sawing that a plan stick in my mind that, why I am using fake cock instead of real. So I decide instantly to seduce him and fuck him as I was starved from the morning. You are reading this story on desibahu.com

As per my plan I open the upper of my gown such that 50% of my both boobs were visible. Then I go to the kitchen and preparing for lunch. After masturbate he came to kitchen and we go to the table for lunch. He was sitting facing to me. And continuously he was staring at my boobies. I was enjoying it. And when I stand up and going to wash my hand, I saw a big tent under his waste. Thinking of his monster cock my nipples become hard.

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It was an unbearably hot summer night. The kind where you feel fortunate about being able to afford accommodation with air-conditioning. And thankfully, this hotel had air-conditioning.

“Decent sized room.” Anirudh in front of me said as we walked in. “But just one double bed.”

“I will get you some gaddis.” the hotel bellboy said and handed me the keys.

“So…4 guys spending in a hotel room. Reminds me of bachelor days.” Neel said and laughed. We all laughed politely.

The four of us didn’t really know each other too well. I barely knew their names. When you are thrown together with practical strangers in such a situation, you tend to laugh a little extra at jokes. While we were laughing, Anuj stretched out on the bed, as if to say to us, I’m sleeping here. He lived in America, so similar to the habits of his adopted country, he just occupied whatever territory he liked. His expresion said, the three of you decide who sleeps next to me and who sleeps on the gaddis on the floor. Soon the bellboy made a couple more rounds to bring the thin ‘gaddi’ mattresses, pillows and bed sheets

I walked to the small balcony and decided to call home and inform them about this change in plans.

“Hello.” it was my elder son’s voice. Probably up playing video games.*

“Apurv, it’s me. Is your mother around?”

“She is sleeping.” he answered in a bored voice. Why do all kids in their mid-teens sound perpetually bored when talking to their parents?

“If she wakes up, tell her I won’t be back tonight. The highway is shut down because of some accident, so we just decided to spend the night in a hotel.”

“Ok.” he said.

“Is Sameer sleeping?”*

“Yes.”

The kid was clearly not in a chatty mood. And probably waiting to get back to his game.*

“Ok, I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night.”*

He hung up.

I turned around and saw the bellboy walk in with a tray of alcohol bottles, soda, glasses, and snacks. Anuj the American smiled and said,

“Now that we are having a bachelors night anyway, why not drink a little? Plus I don’t get to drink these Indian liquors in the US. And my flight is tomorrow.”

“Great idea.”*

And in a few minutes, we were all sitting around, drinking whiskey-soda and munching on peanuts and bhujia. The four of us had met earlier that day at an industry conference when we were located at the same lunch table. And when we realized we were all headed to Delhi, we decided to book a car together. Until we reached the closed highway portion, we had pretty much focused on occasional small talk between staring at our respective smart phones. It’s only when the driver found out from a highway cop about the situation that we started talking more, and decided to just spend the night in a hotel instead of waiting in the heat in a long traffic jam.

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