Neetu Ki Chudai
cock, condom, pussy

“By God, ye tum itne zor se chodte ho, mujhe pata nahi tha. Aaj raat tere saath chudwane me mujhe bahut anand aaya. Agar ye raat nahi aati, to shayad kuch miss kar jati thi.” (“My god, I never thought you can be such a terrific lover. I’m so happy that we screwed last night. If this night wouldn’t come in my life, I may have missed something.”) “Zindagi me kabhi kisi aurat ko itne maze se nahi choda hai. Shayad is liye kyunki tum ek gair mard ke saath sona chahti thi.” (“I’ve never given a woman such pleasure in my life. It’s probably because you wanted to get screwed by a man other than your husband.”) “Jatin bhi bahut acha hai, lekin tum usse bhi ache ho. Tumhe maloom hai kie aurat ko choona chahiye. Choomna chahiye. Aur uske har ang ko choosna chahiye. Sirf chati nahi. Aur tumhari jeebh kya jadu chalati hai. Mujhe tujhse ek bacha chahiye, Rahul.” (“Jatin is good, but you’re a better lover. You understand that a woman needs to be felt. And kissed. And sucked in all parts of her body. Not only boobs. Your tongue creates magic. I want to be a mother to your child. Lets have one, Rahul.”) “Bacha paida karke sex ka maza kyun band karna chahti hai. Tujhe har baar ek alag tareeke se chodunga. Jab bhi Gita apne baap ke ghar jayegi, tumhe main apne bedroom me chodunga. Tumhe har jageh choomunga aur tum zor zor se siskiyan bharna.” (“Why do you want to spoil the sex by having a child. We’re having fun and I will fuck you differently every time. Whenever Gita goes to her dad’s house, we will screw in my bedroom. I’ll kiss you everywhere and you can moan as loudly as you want.”) “Mujhe malum hai tum Gita ko kitna chahte ho. Aur main bhi Jatin ko. Lekin sex ki bhookh meri sabse badi zaroorat hai. Tera land mujhe bahut andar tak thokta hai. Aur usse zyada tum kitni achi tarha se chat te ho. Hum is raaz ko band rakhenge ke hum dono ne ek doosre ke saath raat bitayi hai.” (“I know you love Gita a lot. Even I love Jatin . But physical stimulation and sex are my need. Your cock goes very deep and drives me crazy. And beyond that is the way you lick me. We will always keep it secret- that we both spent a sexy night together.”) “Jatin 17 dino ke liye Bangkok ja raha hai. Use promotion mili hai.” (“Jatin is flying again to Bangkok for seventeen days. He’s going to be promoted as president of the company.”) “Kya bol rahi ho! Usko apna dhanda karne do; hum apna dhanda karenge. Chodne aur maza dene ka. Mera land phir se teri ye muskaan dekhke khada ho gaya. Main Gita ko Manali jane ka bahana bana dunga. Woh apne dad ke paas chali jayegi.” (“That’s great news. Let him do his business and we will do ours. Enjoy fucking and all. My cock is rising just by looking at your wicked smile. I’ll tell Gita that I’m going to Manali for seventeen days for business. She can go and spend time with her dad.”) “Mujhe tumse yehi umeed thi. Main apni tanhayee me, apni badan ki bhookh mitane ke liye tumhara sahara chahti thi. Rahul, tumhare ye mota laude ne mereko bahut mahine tarsaya. Main isko apne khadde me chuppa lungi.” (“Just what I expected from you. I wanted you the most for my lonely days and the hungry nights of my body. Rahul, your fat cock has made me thirsting for so many months. I will hide it in my hole.”) By now, you may have known that I’m a lusty girl who is having an affair with Rahul. Yes, I’m Neetu , a 22year old married girl. I got married 5months back to Jatin. The best night I had with my husband, Jatin was our third night. We were on our honeymoon in Kuala Lumpur. We were hanging around the disc and saw so many romantic couples. That night, I wore silky short nightie with nothing underneath. I kissed him all over and made sounds to erotically arouse him. And rode on his cock till he cried me to stop. He then came on top and fucked me royally. But that was all. He was never interested in sex, except suck my boobs. I began to feel unsatisfied. All my nights were in agony. All the nights I was pleading him to take my young body. But all he did was suck my tits and finger my cunt. Then, he introduced me to Rahul, his childhood friend. Rahul is married to Ekta. Ekta is very attractive. They are made for each other. Initially, Rahul and I never spoke. His wife is a blabber mouth and never stops talking, while he is a charming guy of few words. He used to be dressed in cycling shorts and tight t-shirt. His muscles made me weak down there. By the way, I forgot to tell my vital stats. I’m fair with a gifted body of 36-25-37. I normally like to wear Punjabi suits, but Jatin likes me to wear only t-shirts. And My boobs are medium mango shape. I love to remove unwanted hair from my private parts. I have an enviable height of 5.5. My favourite color is white and orange. We both couples went for a picnic and it had began to rain heavily. I and Rahul managed to run into his Benz, while Ekta and Jatin were caught Up under the roadside tea stall. Both of us were drenched in the back seat of his tinted glass car. My white t-shirt showed off my white bra and my dark brown nipples. He removed his t-shirt and wiped his hair while staring at my body. I was also admiring his muscles. There was thunder and lightning and I panicked. He made me lie down on the cushion and felt my boobs from top. I got scared. What if Jatin came off. But it was raining even heavily. He pulled up my t shirt and I resisted. Again he pulled harder and saw my thin navel. I got up and hugged his chest. His warm body felt soooo nice! For the first time, a man other than my husband was feeling my body. He kissed my lips and his hands kept caressing my tits. They were double the size of my normal breast. His hands pulled up my t-shirt and he put one inside my bra. All this while, I kept hugging and moaning. I was on fire. The rain continued for another 10 minutes and we kissed and kissed and kissed. His hairy chest drove me crazy for sex. Then the rain subsided. We hurriedly made our clothes straight and drove back home. Ekta and Jatin cursed the weather and were foul mooded. That day onwards, I looked forward to meet Rahul. That day onwards, He flirted with me on phone happened everyday. I found myself wet at the end of each call. Rahul owns a real estate business in Ranchi. We also stay in Ranchi. He and Ekta love to host parties every now and then. One day, he invited us for a party in a resort. I had worn a red one piece dress that showed off my big boobs. Jatin was in for a surprise when he met old friends, both girls and guys. Booze was in full flow and dirty jokes were being cracked. Jatin had forgotten that I was also there. Rahul saw me and came over. He led me to the corridor and to the lift. He pressed and called for it. I turned back in surprise. His brown eyes were looking at me and I met his glare. Smiled and the lift door opened. We went to the top floor where the presidential suite awaited us. He led me inside and I hugged him. I remembered the horny time we had in the car. He quickly removed his shirt and asked me if I wanted to…. I kissed him on his chest. Then licked on his nipples. His left hand pressed my boob. He smooched my lips and I returned his affection by putting my arms on his shoulder. We were both on fire. He pulled away my panties and kissed the mouth of my pussy. Then delicately parted the lips and licked like ice cream. I was moaning and enjoying the attraction. I lifted my knees and spread my legs. He appreciated my figure. He caressed my well shaped thighs and kissed my legs. His hands kneaded my boobs and I had never felt so needed in my life. I was feeling guilty of cheating, but I wanted a cock to dig my cunt. He licked my pussy for so many minutes. Then his hands lifted my legs and held my feet. He sucked on my toes and tickled me like mad. I squeeled like a teenager being bit by a bug. He didn’t let go. My arms were above my head and my boobs were heaving in orgasm. What a lover he is. “Rahul, raaahul, raaaahul, aaaai lovvvvve u, aaaai lovvvve you. Mujhe chodo. Mera jism chaato, mujhe Zor se chhhhhhodddo.” I didn’t realize that I was so hungry for him. He removed his cock and showed me its majesty. It was sooo big, sooo big…. I didn’t have words. I kept looking at it. He parted my legs and entered me. My dress was thrown in a corner. My lacy white bra on the pillow. His cock smelled of sex. The white sheets and the 10inch thick bed was a marvellous thing to get screwed. He licked and sucked my shoulders both sides. And my tits were reaching out to be kissed. He sucked them and licked them. His hands kept moving around my waist and hips. And mine too kept hugging his wide back. His enormously huge cock was a sight I cannot forget in my dreams. He wore imported condom and fu_ked me like a virgin. And I screamed and moaned in high breadths. As he drilled inside out, my heart breathed heavily. Whenever he came out, his cock dug me deeper and completed a sexy cycle of powerful strokes. We had a good time for an hour. Then shared a lime soda and went down. Love is good. But lust is better. And if a lover like Rahul completely takes me to peaks of orgasm, I’ll take him to depths of passion. “Tujhe kaise pata chala ki mujhe ek mard ki zaroorat hai?” (How did you find out that I wanted sex?) “Jis din maine tujhe pehle dekha, tere hont aur aankhen ko dekh ke pata chala. Mere andar ek 6th sense hai jo jaan sakta hai ke kaunsi ladki ko mera land enjoy karega.” (From the first day I saw you, I knew. I have a 6th sense that tells me about the females who will love to fuck with me.) “Rahul, tumne mujhe khareed liya. Tum jahan chaho, jitni baar chaho mujhse pyar karo. Aur main tumhare liye kuch bhi karungi. Bas Jatin ko nahi pata chale.” (Rahul, you’ve impressed me. Fuck me wherever and as many times you want. I will do anything for you. Just hide this affair from Jatin.) “Usko kaam ke siva kuch nahi aata. Woh starting se aisa hai. Use sex me bilkul bhi interest nahi. Woh impotent hai.” (He is work aholic. He’s been that way from the beginning. He’s not interested because he’s impotent.) I felt bad, but it was a reality. He hugged me and promised me that he will satisfied in bed whenever he can. We dressed up and wore perfume and went down as friends. I reached home and went to take a shower. When I undressed, I saw the love marks he had left on my shoulder, back and thighs. He had royally enjoyed my body. Under the shower, I soaped the tits that were just sucked by him. Next day, Jatin flew to Bangkok. My mind was running to have some more fun. I was again feeling pulled to have sex. As I dialled Rahul’s number, I closed my eyes and imagined the size of his cock in front of me. The call was diverted to a landline number. His receptionist received it and replied that sir had gone to Manali. I smiled wickedly and thanked her. I knew that he must be on his way to my place. But alas, that day he did not come. And I waited for several days for him to call or come over. It never happened. He had used me for a ‘one night stand’. Every night I have been lonely since then. I wanted to console myself, so I wrote it for you. Although now I feel ‘used’, I miss that night. I hope you have enjoyed this experience of mine. Please don’t feel shy to express how you felt, as I’m lonesome. My email I’d is [email protected]. And yes, mark the subject as ‘Neetu” because i would know that you read my story till the end.