I am aged 37, mother of two, wife to one. An open-minded homemaker, a responsible daughter, and a supportive woman. I need not discuss my physique, I am sure you would have imagined me in the right way. It was our 10th year of anniversary, and men being men, my hubby had his way of celebration. A surprise for me until we reached the airport. We were heading to Pattaya. The land where sins are committed and forgiven. My hubby was a desperate man. Tries new things, not sure where he gets these ideas. We have had sex in balconies, terraces, on the road, theatres, highways, men’s toilet. I have seen him had sex with his colleagues and prostitutes. I let him be him as far as I and kids are taken care of. I don’t like threesomes, be it with another women or man. I like it natural and not kinky. I am happy with the sexual life that my hubby gives me. It was a nice start to our anniversary, hubby leaking in me again. But I could realize he wanted something more. And I said, “Why wait? Go hunt for your Russian.” In the next two days, he got close to 5 women and 1 Russian, while I watched in our room. I was tempted to lick them but controlled. While my hubby was busy hunting, I decided to walk around the beaches of Pattaya. As usual, a woman is always asked for sex while you walk around in Pattaya. Knowing I am Indian, many people asked me if I could warm them with my mouth and give them hand jobs at the beach. You just had to ignore, while the idea of money made me think twice. I was molested once, but that happens there. You need to be gutsy to yell at them. I found a spot and sat there staring the beach. A guy in his early 20’s started to wander around me. I was a little skeptical and got up to walk towards my room. He followed me until my room and sneaked into the room over ours. My hubby was still busy, so I went outside to find the guy again. He smiled at me and asked me for a beer. I obliged and went to the balcony of his floor. He was from Ukraine and only 21. A solo traveler on a world tour who started his travel in India, his dad being rich. The beer was hitting on me. I was not clearly understanding his English. Had to take a while to understand. His conversation varied from India to Ukraine, to women and dress. He said he liked Indian women for their boobies. Which I totally agree. No other country women carry boobs as we do. Big, massive and perfectly shaped. He started getting close and invited me to his room, not hesitating I went in. I guess I wanted sex. That is exactly what my mind was telling. But I did not react well. Somewhere I wanted to be a one man’s property. That’s it, I finished my beer and went into my room to see my hubby sleeping with a woman. I slept in another. Next day my hubby went early. The boy sees that moment and barges into my room. I was surprised. But he said, I want you and jumps on my bed and forces me to fuck. I could resist only for a while and later let him taste me. He got better of me and his young and strong fingers made me spread my legs for him. He smelt delicious, the saliva exchanged, the pinch getting harder, the dick erecting to full capacity. Forgetting that I am a wife, a mother, I went with the flow and started sucking his 7.5-inch-thick and fair dick. Smooth and delicious. For a woman who has seen only one small dick, this was a treasure. His ass was shapely and I could grip his ass while he was pumping my mouth. He was pinching my cleavage and tore my dress. Out came my 36-inch milky booby, he was quick to catch my nipple and roll his fingers. While my mouth was still tasting his amazing penis. He stopped and got naked. While I was trying to remove my dress, he stopped me and made me stand. He just tore it. Like a beast, he was scratching my thighs. I was wet, he smelt my aroma and bit my thighs. I asked him not to bite, but he was not listening. I let him be him. I was enjoying, this was an actual pleasure. I hated my hubby at this moment. I hated him for not giving me this pleasure. He lifted my leg and made a gap to see my vagina which was wet. He started licking me with his tongue. I was cramping, moaning. It was a pleasure I am getting after 37 years and one kid. I was made to lie down, and he entered me. He did not have a condom. I resisted, he said, I am safe and let’s enjoy. I couldn’t resist anymore as I was oozing with my juices. The thick lengthy dick was making me moan. It was like I was having sex for the first time. Deep and deep, with juices exchanged. He turned me and entered in doggy style. Sounds were getting heavier. I had multiple orgasms in a span of 10-15 minutes, but the young person was rocking it. He stopped for a while and he lit a smoke, while I started blowing him. I could taste my own juices in his dick, which was making me go crazy. He stubbed and wanted the doggy again. But this time, he tried my ass. I didn’t mind, but it was a small hole. He pushed and pushed. I screamed at the core with tears in my eyes. He succeeds, but it wasn’t smooth enough, after three pushes, he removed it. He went the missionary style and after hell lot of juices in me, he leaked his sperms inside me. I was relieved and did not mind at all. The warmth of his sperms was the best. He oozed a lot of sperms. We lay down and after an hour, we had the session again. This time he leaked in my mouth. I can’t get enough of his dick. That’s when I opened my sex life outside my hubby. My choice of men is gentlemen with a big dick. After 9 months since Pattaya, I was pregnant again. It’s not just men who have desires, even women do. But women require more respect. Do comment, I am from Bangalore and open for other sexual encounters.
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