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A Couple Of Indian Couples Fuck

This is a story of an exhilarating experience of two couples. I met them through the responses to my story writing. I have described it as it was narrated by some of the involved parties. It is comparatively a longer story of relationships. There are feelings and emotions, which should be inherent part of physical sex between a man and a woman. My story may appear to some hardcore viewers as boring. I urge those who look only for hard core porn (wham, bam thank you ma'm) to skip this story; as I have narrated in some detail the issues of relations ships and situations that happen for the first time amongst couples, which hard core porn readers may not be very much interested in. majority of it is real and some parts have been dramatized a little.

PRESENT DAY

One of our family friends, or rather the only real family friends: Sethis (Satish and Sushma Sethi); informed me that they were returning from Dubai for a month and they would stay in Delhi at our house for about a week. Mr. Sethi said that he would like it if we could go out of Delhi to a hill station or a resort and enjoy the time with only our two families together. The news sent a wave of excitement in our house. My wife Tina's expressions were to be seen. She was ecstatic hearing the news; I could see her visible attempts to hide her excitement. She said that it was good to meet her very close friend Sushma (although I knew that she was more keen to see Mr. Sethi). My son was keen to meet their son. Me? I told everyone that I was very eager to meet my old and dear friend. However, the truth was that I was really looking forward to meeting Sushma (Mrs. Sethi).

Mr. Sethi and Mrs. Sethi were our neighbours before they left for Dubai. Mr. Sethi got a highly paid job as a senior Manager in an Automotive company in Dubai and was working for the past 18 months.

TWO YEARS AGO

I am Tarun. I was 34 years and my wife Tina was aged 30 at that time. I worked in a Multi National Company in marketing division. Tina (my wife) was definitely worth a second look. She looked sexy and desirable to any adult male. Her face, figure, smile, gestures, walk were purely feminine. In spite of the fact that she did not act or dress provocatively, she invariably attracted oomph in men.

At 30, she was 52 kgs and 5 ft. 3 inches. She was attractive. She was energetic and worked hard in the house. This took care of her body. She was easily the best eye catcher in our colony. Whenever I went around with her to market, movie theatres etc., I could detect that hungry look in male eyes and envious look in women. She strictly shunned any hint of overtures from some over enthusiasts. She knew their intent and without being offensive, she ignored them. Although she was not a typical conservative village girl, she was not a flirt or ultra modern in that sense. She was a simple average house wife. We had wonderful sex life at the earlier stage of our post marriage period, say for the first two years. As the time passed, sex started taking back seat. Other things took over.

She liked wearing a variety of dresses. Her favourite was slacks and top with open neck. She did not wear it often due to lusty male stares. When she wore it, her hips looked enticing, her cleavage promised good hidden assets and her breasts swayed temptingly. She had round face, lissom figure, long hair, kissable lips, innocent inviting smile, long shapely legs, artistic fingers, handful of breasts, long and curvaceous waist line, and guitar shaped back with shapely curved ass; all added to a sum total of a desirable female. She was a normal good looking fit Indian female.

Upon my insistence on very special occasions, Tina did wear somewhat sexy dresses (she had some, presented by me on occasions) reluctantly; to please me. When she did dress in them; it created a flutter amongst male viewers. I told her that I loved other males devouring her. She did not like the idea. However, at times, she did relent and just to make me happy, she would wear such dresses. She rarely wore sarees such that her navel and quite a bit below that, was exposed.

After we had our son, my wife Tina seemed to have lost her sexual appetite. She avoided my overtures and when I was horny and pleaded with her, she would relent by spreading her legs and letting me fuck her. That would be so boring and repulsive that I avoided reaching that stage as much as possible.

Some years ago, I and my wife Tina with our son, had just landed in Delhi from Lucknow. We had just opened our rented apartment and were trying to clean up the place and sort out placement of the baggage. Barely half an hour later, our next door neighbour, Sushma (Mrs. Sethi) came. She introduced herself and welcomed us. She quickly disappeared only to return with a tray, tea and some snacks for us to eat. She had not even asked us if we were hungry. In the next five hours, Mrs. Sethi arranged a maid to do the house hold chores for my wife Tina. She also cooked lunch and dinner for us on the first day; as we were yet to unpack and setup our kitchen.

Mrs. Sethi was extremely beautiful; and to me, she appeared to be a sex Goddess. As I mentioned, I and Tina did not have much of a married life and Sushma (Mrs. Sethi) coming into our lives, ignited my suppressed fire.

Naturally Sethis became good friends of ours from the first day. Sethis were staying on rent in the flat right next to ours for the past two years. Her husband, Mr. Sethi was working in an office in Connaught place and drove everyday to his office; about 16 kilometres from where we lived. They had been married for almost ten years. Mr. Sethi was aggressively romantic and adventurous by nature. He had a way with women and had been, what they call, Romeo during his college days.

As soon as he saw my wife, he was completely bowled over by her sexiness. I could see him scrutinizing my wife's vital stats. I could see his eyes were stuck at her bosom, ass and navel. All husbands know when someone looks at their wives with that look.

Mr. Sethi was tall, well built but with no flab and strong muscles. His smile was child like. He had macho look, but with an innocent personality. He said the weirdest things with simple innocence. It was no wonder that he had been a hit with females. I did not blame them. He was prince charming, who knew how to charm ladies. In no time, he became the favourite of my wife Tina too. He had a knack of taking liberties with women in such an innocent way that they would be flattered rather than feel offended.

Within the first three months Mr. Sethi was open with me and Tina. He would hug my wife on the smallest pretext. He addressed Tina as his girl friend and would shower so much praise on her for her beauty, stature etc. that my wife not only did not mind, but thoroughly enjoyed his appreciation and flirtations. It was after a long time that she was so highly appreciated and given importance. She would later recount to me what he had said and would blush all by herself. As a reward for such comments or flirtations; he would get a big smile and thank you from her. As the time progressed and she saw that I did not mind Mr. Sethi's overtures, my wife became bolder. If a slight opportunity presented itself, she willingly went and hugged him,.

I took a swipe at him for flirting with Tina. In response he said that he loved women. If they were beautiful, then he worshipped them. Tina was beautiful. He felt that women were the greatest gift of God. If they were beautiful; that meant they were special gift to special people. I was one such person to receive the excellent gift of God, he said. It was only because of women that this world survived. Without women's love, all mankind would have perished.

He invited me to flirt with his wife. He said that he had no objection at all, if his wife accepted my overtures. He maintained that there should be no restriction in flirting. He always said, "You may flirt, but you should never hurt."

The first time I saw his wife, Mrs. Sethi (Sushma); her serene beauty hit me like a bolt. I looked at her eyes, chiselled face, thin frame with surprisingly well filled breasts and hips, hair cut short but deliberately planted to add features to her face, longish neck, small frame, and excellent dress sense.

She had what one may call transparent body. It looked almost as if she was made of wax. Her complexion and all visible body parts were so fair that anyone would wonder if she was a model. Her most impressive feature was her eyes. She had deep green eyes with dark sharp and manicured eye lashes. She spoke with a ringing tone that reminded me of jingling of bell. With her different coloured (was it auburn?) hair cut short, she could easily be mistaken for a foreigner. She generally wore traditional Punjabi dress (Salwar Kurta). Her lips were thin and sharp and so were her cheek bones. She had dimples on her cheeks. She also wore jeans and sleeveless or half sleeve cotton top. She had that girlish baby face, which deceived men in guessing her correct age. I was more than impressed. She was certainly able to add fuel to my half doused fire

Mr. Sethi loved his wife very much and was very open in expressing his love for her in front of us as well. One evening, when we sat in our drawing room, to watch a late night movie on the TV, he sat with Sushma (Mrs. Sethi) close to him. There was a scene when the hero kisses heroine intimately. He was so enamoured seeing that scene that he pulled his wife closer and in front of us kissed her. After that he almost made her sit in his lap and all through the movie, kissed her back, neck, shoulder etc. in a very sexy way, overruling her protests. This was the first time that I and Tina saw such daring public exhibition of marital love. Tina was touched so much by his open expression of affection to his wife; that she moved closer to me and took my hands and made me caress them. Her initiative was a big surprise for me.
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