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It was long ago that a prank that some of my friends played, became an interesting escapade. Some friends put in a matrimonial ad for me.

It was long ago that a prank that some of my friends played, became
an interesting escapade. Some friends put in a matrimonial ad for me.
Besides a large bulk of mail, one day a couple came to visit me. They
looked around forty or so. I was thirty or so and was living alone. I
had just joined the University faculty.. For them I seemed to be a
good catch for their son who was an Executive in a middling firm. My
aspiring father-in-law was a smart man with a sword mousch. The wife
was equally cute -sparkling eyes, tight body, tennis-ball boobs,
impressive legs, and peacock gait. During the first five minutes they
made it clear that the son was generally on tour and therefore most
of the time the d-i-l will have to live with the I-ls. It would be
necessary for her to adjust with them.

Now, I was not serious about this whole affair, but for the sake of
fun I decided to go along. They were interesting talkers, both
Gopinath and Smitha. I told them that if the matter came to fruition,
I will not have any problems on that score. Then I excused myself to
prepare tea for them. While in the kitchen area, I thought about the
whole thing. What had struck me most was the wife. Smitha was
attractive, for a m-i-l. Gopinath too was not unattractive. If I had
met him in other circumstances, I would not have hesitated to bed
him. All these thoughts were making me juice in the middle quarters
of my bod. Suddenly, Smitha came into the cooking area and said, “let
me help you Didirani.” She stood touching my bod. My hand became
unsteady. Her body aroma was making me intoxicated. She placed her
hand on my wrist to prevent the milk from spilling. She said, “Don’t
fell embarrassed. I am also feeling the same thing” .She looked into
my eyes and I felt as if her stare was fucking me. With deliberate
moves she embraced me. Her embrace was very erotic. I found my leg
being squeesed by her thighs. Before I could react, she was kissing
me and her tongue was teasing my lips open. Softly but firmly, she
opened my lips and sucked my tongue into her mouth. After a deep,
erotic, arousing exchange of saliva, she said, “I have never failed
to spot eroticism and sexual instinct in a female.” While saying
this, she was opening my blouse.. With the other hand she was
exploring my thigh. As her hand started moving towards the fountain
of love, my hand started pulling up her saaree. She was breathing
hard and whispering hoarsely, “Yes, touch my cunt. I am flowing”. I
found that just like me also had nothing on under her petticoat. She
said, “Let us be comfortable somewhere”. I managed to whisper, “Yes,
yes, let us lie down in my bedroom”. I led her in. As soon as we
entered the bedroom adjoining the cooking area, she took off my
saaree. I took off the blouse and bra and pulled her face down to my,
by now bursting, erect nipple. She pushed me down on the bed and put
her mouth on my pussy. “Oh, so sweet. I am licking honey”. I squeesed
her face with my thighs. “Oh these are like the banana tree. Smooth,
white and smelling of fruit”. She was using her tongue like a dick,
she was sucking , licking, polishing – all at the same time. She was
like two persons working on me simultaneously. Suddenly I remembered
her husband. I tried to push her off, saying, “Mr. Gopinath may come
in”. She said, “Let us finish our first round. Later we can ask him
also to join. He loves to be fucked by a prospective d-i-l”. She took
off her saaree and blouse. Her bobs were excellent. Not very big, but
soft and suckable. Her waist was narrow. The hips flared outwards and
buttocks were like half melons, like they were made to receive the
weight of another woman. She was sleek, flexible, supple, and
responsive. I liked my good chance today. I could not restrain my
self. You know when I am in heat, I like using coarse words. I like
to hear them also. I kissed her neck, sucked her ear lobes, and took
her nipples into my mouth, saying, “Saassooji, mujhe bhee saas ke
doodh, chootar choomne kaa baraa sapnaa thaa. Chootras peene kaa
mazaa hee tab hai agar who saas kee phuddi se choosaa jaaye (m-i-l, I
used to dream to lick and suck the boobs, buttocks of m-i-l. You can
enjoy the cunt syrup only if it comes from the phuddi of the m-i-
l)”. “Meraa sapnaa aadhaa pooraa ho gayaa (My dream has been half
fulfilled)” I gave her such a suck on the clit that her dam broke
loose – as if she was giving her cherry to me.

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