Attraction To The Married Man
lust, office colleague

  Hello, sex story fans, It was cold and dark that Christmas night. I was in tears and wanted to run away home from where I was working. It was not a fair world. I still had the little kids from the church ready for carols that evening. Nothing the poor kids could do. I owe it to their happiness. It took me just five minutes to wrap the net saree I bought from the tribal village. Sleeveless jacket with a deep neck amidst the chilly weather. My hips were exposed. The makeup remained from my day at work and I let my hair loose. I wandered off to the atrium for the carols. All went well. It was then I felt those eyes over me. Standing tall, older for my age, lay Pete. I wouldn’t say I liked him. I felt so uneasy. I could sense his attention on me and try to grab a picture of me. I moved away. It went on day after day and we started messaging. Yes, he was flirting and oh “was I enjoying it”. It was then that we had an evening party. We drank. Pete, me and Nowy were left in the apartment. Nowy, our colleague disappeared out of sight. It was just when Pete just grabbed my lips and smooched away. I just remained shocked and got carried away. I don’t remember if he squeezed my boobs as I was drunk. We broke apart as Nowy appeared again. As he went away, we started smooching aggressively. It was so passionate. I didn’t know what I was doing. I ran back to my room. I felt the need to have him by me. It was all wrong. He was married. at this moment, that was the last thing in my mind. We text each other still feeling dizzy. I invited him up to my room. As he entered, we started kissing passionately and aggressively, he grabbed my boobs hard and squeezed them by melons. I sensed my underneath hot and waiting. Dripping with the need for passion. I couldn’t wait. It has been two years. I needed him to me. I didn’t have the patience for any fondling. I moaned, “Fuck me” he couldn’t believe it. Though he obeyed my command. He raised my frock, moved my sexy G-string exposing away my hot smoky pussy for his ready cock to pound in. I felt the heat of his strong mound of flesh brushing past my unfortunately hairy pussy. I moaned asking to enter. He thrust hard and I broke loose. He pushed his cock in and I asked to enter more and more. With each stroke, I asked him to push harder. I needed the pain, I needed to be fucked hard so I can scream. I asked him to bang me over and over. Oh, it was so good. I was lost in a world of lust and felt the sexual pleasure of a strong married man. I felt loved. He threw his cum on my tummy and we lay hugging for a few minutes. The day end. I wanted more. His cock felt so good in my pussy I wanted to feel a lot more. I invited him over for a drink another night. It was past midnight. We had wine. He started y passionately kissing me over the wall, from forehead to the feet, licking my nipples and biting my boobs. He started circling around my pussy, grabbing it hard with his mouth and tongue fucking me hard. I was dripping and about to have an orgasm. He was aggressive and controlling. I was loving it. He pushed me against the bed, and fucked me over in doggy style, he was pulling my hair, it hurt but I loved being fucked so. He later pushed me on to the bed and started banging hard by moving both my legs to one end. I m even dripping right now in my pussy when I remember this. It was the best fuck I could ever have. his cock wasn’t big but just gorgeous to satisfy my desire. My pussy was loving it. It was two years since my last sexual encounter with my long lasting boyfriend. I needed this badly. I was getting addicted to his banging me. He fucked me five days. each day making me want him more. He was in love and I was enjoying it. He also shared stories of how he fucked his previous girls and I enjoy hearing them.     Friends, you are reading this story on indiansexstories dot net   I am now dripping wet so much waiting for him to come and please my pussy badly. I love being licked, bitten in my clit and pounded till I could scream. I love riding his cock and to see his eyes on my boobs passionately waiting to lick me. We text each other and had passionate sexual fantasies for which I orgasm almost every day. Love and lust is all we can Sex is what we need in our life A married man He knows how to make you beg more No complications, no commitments Stay with no boundary Let him please you as you wish Make him your slave Your pussy needs him badly Taste the cock Suck it hard make them need more Tongue fuck him in his pink hole And his Arse Suck him deep into the throat try in bed try in the bathroom Try on a table Try on a sofa Sex is all about location Like hitting the g spot Cum cum cum as much as you need Making you ask for me Imagine sex on the beach or in the jungle That’s my next fantasy. I m currently open to a young cock He pleases me. I let him eat my pussy daily. He loves it. My pussy has the sweetest cum for any man who would love to taste and drink the result. It’s all yours. Imagine sucking me right now while you read this. I m open to you. Spread my legs wide right now. Start stroking your dear cocks man. It’s all to stay strong happy contented and pleased. Reply. How do you feel about these encounters? Thanks for reading my sex story.